The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven
Chapter 160: Leaking Seeds

Chapter 160: Leaking Seeds

Meredith.

By the time Draven was done with me, I squirted before collapsing on the bed.

My eyes were teary from the non-stop pleasure that drove me insane, and my chest rose and fell as sweat glistened on my neck.

I don’t know what was more exciting between the fact that Draven knew how to satisfy me with his dick or the fact that I came to know a different kind of fantasy Ecstasy from having sex while our clothes were still on.

Although I must say that I still preferred having our skin slapping against each other.

No feeling could beat having our flesh plastered against each other during an intense intimate activity.

"Are you okay?" Draven’s deep voice reached my ears as I briefly shut my eyes.

"Mmmm." I managed to hum in response as the pleasurable currents were still passing through my nerves.

I was yet to recollect myself.

I felt him gently pull out of me, and a moan escaped my lips. Then his fingers released their hold on my panties and shifted it back to its previous position.

Though my panties didn’t cover my ass when I had worn them after showering, it no longer tightened around my ass due to the stretch.

"You will have to buy me another panties," I mumbled with my eyes closed.

I wasn’t sure if Draven heard me or not. But a few seconds later, he responded.

"Accepted. But provided that the number of panties I buy will determine the number of times we have sex that day."

My eyes quickly snapped open as I felt his weight lift off the bed.

"Agreed?"

I found his gaze and tried to glare, but I was too exhausted for it. But I found my voice.

"This deal doesn’t favour me. Are you trying to make me die of too much sex?" I inquired, making a pillow out of my outstretched arms on the bed.

"You didn’t die from too much sex the first night you were on hit. Do you know how many rounds we went that night?" He asked.

My jaw dropped in agape as heat crept up my cheeks. "H-how could you say... mention..."

I couldn’t finish my statement; regardless, Draven ignored my reaction and continued speaking.

"So, what makes you think you would die if we have too much sex now, even though your hormones are normal?"

I couldn’t answer that question. And he patiently watched me, probably hoping for a response.

My lashes flutter close. "It doesn’t matter, I’m not doing it."

He chuckled.

"I will be back in a minute," he said.

Then, I heard him walk away from my side. The next second, the sound of the door shutting gently travelled to my ears. I didn’t need to open my eyes before guessing he had gone into the bathroom.

Right where I lay, I felt his liquid pooling between my legs.

"Urgh!" A heavy groan escaped my lips, but my displeasure couldn’t force my eyes to open.

I hadn’t known semen leaking from a woman’s coochie was normal. I was too out of it the first time to notice.

The second time, I had mistaken it for my own wetness. But today, I had confirmed they were some of Draven’s seeds that pulled out of me because he had filled me up until there was nothing left.

Wait a minute. D-Draven... Draven’s seeds?

That thought had me getting on my knees and slowly turning to sit with my ass on the bed.

It had just occurred to me that from the first time Draven and I had sex, we had done it without talking about children or even considering one.

It was as if we had acted ignorantly, or left our fate to the Moon Goddess’s hands without wanting to bother about the result of our actions.

I was troubled, a little pissed and very uncomfortable with my thoughts and the liquid streaming out of my coochie.

And by the time Draven returned to the room with a warm towel in his hands, I was already trying to get off the bed.

"Where are you going? Do you need to pee?" He inquired, quickly walking over to me.

I immediately stopped my movements. I knew he wanted to clean me up, thinking I was that exhausted.

But yes, I was truly exhausted. Too exhausted to move a single muscle.

But with Draven mentioning the bathroom break, I suddenly felt the urge to pee.

"Yes, I need to pee," I confirmed. "And um... I’m leaking your... um..."

"Go ahead," he said, passing the wet, warm towel to me without letting me finish my statement.

It was obvious he knew what I couldn’t tell him.

"Thank you." I received the towel and found my way into the bathroom.

My panties were completely wet, so I took it off only to see the semen glued to it. My panties were ruined.

I was forced to wash it and hang it on the towel rack next to Draven’s big body towel.

Next, I got under the shower and positioned myself, washing my coochie with warm towel for almost five minutes because more semen kept dripping slowly down my thighs.

Finally, I was able to finish up using the warm, wet towel before returning to the bedroom.

Draven was sitting on his side of the bed. His gaze followed me until I had climbed into bed and gotten under the covers before he turned off the lights and joined me on the bed.

As my eyelids grew heavy, I felt his strong arm land on my waist. And the next second, he was pulling me to his chest.

"Good night," he whispered.

I couldn’t remember responding to those gentle words that drew a smile at the corner of my lips. But my joy was full.

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At the earlier hours of the morning, I woke up to Draven’s arm still around my waist. But my back was glued to his chest, and there was something hard poking my bum from behind.

Could that be Draven’s thigh?

I was a little clueless to what it was and decided to find out on my own.