Marry Vampire King After Rebirth Novel

---- Chapter 8 Clara's words made everyone in the room understand what happened. If Clara had followed the instructions, she would have had a normal pup. But she got too greedy. This mess turned the pack into a laughingstock again. Rumors spread that Jax was impotent, and his mate cheated not just with others but used that lowly goblin clan's fertility pods to get knocked up. Jax was in a foul mood. Clara's days in the pack would only get more miserable.

A month later, I was on my way home after buying soft pelts for the babies when I spotted Clara clutching a basket to her chest, sneaking into a dark alley. I'd heard she was driven mad from the torment, stealing other people's pups around the pack. I didn't think much of it. I headed home happily to see my little ones. ---- But my room's door was wide open. The incubator was empty- the three tiny babies were gone. In my panic, I remembered the green cloth on Clara's basket. It looked just like the handkerchief I'd left on my desk.

I grabbed the silver dagger Thorne gave me for protection and sprinted to the alley where Clara vanished. Deep inside, there was a rundown hut. I heard her twisted voice from within. "Pups, Mommy's here with you. Don't be scared." I crept up while Clara wasn't looking and pressed the dagger to her throat, full of killing intent. "Clara, give back my babies." But when I leaned in, the basket was empty. No sign of the three little infants. Were they dead? Or did they escape? While I was stunned, Clara shoved me away and laughed like a lunatic. "The babies are dead!

My pup died, and yours died ---- too. Perfect, so perfect!" My eyes burned red. I lunged with the knife to avenge my children. Suddenly, Thorne burst in. From his body, a small vampire flew out, its fangs bared in a bloodthirsty grin, diving straight for Clara's neck. In an instant, Clara spat blood and collapsed, eyes wide in death. The little vampire clung to my arm and spoke. "Mommy, I avenged you." It was Zeal's voice. Zeal had become my child once more. I cradled Zeal in my hands and kissed his forehead. Clara's death didn't cause a ripple.

Father had disowned her long ago for shaming the family. Jax was glad she died out there. Thorne and I lived happily together after that. Ten years flew by, and he was still the same with ---- me- dominant and gentle, never letting anyone bully me. He'd growl at any male who looked at me wrong, pulling me close with those strong arms, whispering how I'd always be his alone. Our nights were filled with passion. One evening, Thorne pinned me to the bed, his massive, throbbing cock- over ten inches long, veined and thick like my forearm-already leaking precum as he ripped off my clothes.

"Little mate, spread those legs," he commanded, his voice rough and hungry. He slammed into my dripping wet pussy without warning, stretching me wide with brutal thrusts, balls slapping against my ass as he fucked me hard and fast. Imoaned, "Oh god, Thorne, your cock is so big- it's hitting so deep!" He flipped me over, grabbing my hips and pounding from behind, one hand reaching around to rub my swollen clit roughly.

---- His stamina was insane; he kept going for hours, making me orgasm over and over-first on my back, then riding him as I bounced on his rigid pole, my juices soaking his thighs. "Fuck, your pussy feels amazing," he growled, switching to missionary and thrusting slow but deep, his muscular body pressing down, lips sucking my hard nipples until I screamed through another climax.

He was gentle in moments, kissing my neck tenderly between rough slams, but dominant as hell, not stopping even when I begged, "Thorne, I can't-your endless fucking is too much!" He came hard inside me three times that night, flooding my womb with hot cum, before pulling out and making me suck his still-hard cock clean. "Lick it all up, my love-taste how I own you." Exhausted and satisfied, I'd collapse in his arms, knowing no one else could ever satisfy me like him. Eighteen years later, Zeal grew up strong under our love and care.

---- He took control of the entire realm, ruling the clans with wisdom and power. But Zeal always complained about how Dad was too clingy with Mom. Thorne would just laugh, ruffling his hair. "Don't be jealous, son. Go find your own mate."