Alpha's replacement bride is destined mate-Chapter 161 I’ll Await Your Return
Throughout the entire day, they were locked in their room, making love passionately, from the floor to the bed, on the table, on the sofa; nearly every corner of the room was left with the scent of their intimacy.
In the ocean of desire, they forgot about time and everything else around them. At that moment, they belonged solely to each other.
Whenever they finished, Krause’s penis remained inside Emily, and he held her tightly, unable to pull away. His cock stayed rigid even after ejaculation, as if they weren’t truly finished.
Emily wished that time would freeze in that moment, that they would always have each other and never be apart.
As the light outside the window shifted from darkness to daylight and back again, they realized that their time of pleasure was coming to an end.
Their final encounter was in the bathroom, where Klaus turned on the shower and let the warm water cascade over them.
With Emily’s back to him, Klaus stood behind her. He applied shower gel to her body and ran his hands up her stomach from behind, his movements gentle and his foam-covered hands slick like snakes gliding over her skin.
Klaus’s hands cupped her breasts as he massaged them softly, then traced circles around her nipples with his fingers, repeatedly, until they hardened.
After all the times he had desired her in his frenzy, Emily’s legs struggled to support her in this position. So, she leaned against Klaus’s broad chest, the steamy mist from the shower obscuring her vision as he lifted her with one hand and slid the other down the center of her stomach to between her legs.
He applied the lather to her pussy, making it look even more lubricated. He parted her pussy lips with his fingers, then slid them up and down.
He played with her clit, stroking it gently at first, then increasing his speed, faster and faster.
A sensation as intense as an electric current shot through Emily’s nerves, and her groans turned into screams.
Immediately afterward, he spun her around and pushed her against the wet wall, her back pressing against the bathroom tiles. Klaus lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist.
Every part of her body was drenched, and his cock slid easily into her pussy. She screamed as his cock shot like a rocket into the depths of her.
He gave her no chance to catch her breath as he thrust frantically in and out of her, her hands clutching his neck, the fleshy walls of her pussy gripping his huge cock like suction cups.
Each thrust thrilled her.
The sound of water spurting from the showerhead and the sound of their lovemaking blended into a sexual symphony, her moans coming in waves like ocean tides.
As they reached their mutual climax, Klaus ejaculated into Emily, her head hanging over his shoulder, panting.
When it was over, they lay naked on the bed, their fingers intertwined, silent and content. The bedroom was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard. The soft moonlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a silvery glow over their intertwined bodies, as if they were wrapped in a silken veil. The air was filled with a faint fragrance, mingled with a hint of sweat. Their skin was slightly flushed with the lingering warmth of their passion.
Klaus tilted his head slightly to one side and gazed at Emily’s peaceful sleeping face, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow, fluttering gently like the wings of a butterfly.
Emily sensed Klaus’s gaze and slowly opened her eyes, meeting his. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and there was only each other in their eyes. Without words, they could feel the emotions in each other’s hearts. They looked at each other in silence, cherishing the peace and warmth of the moment.
Klaus gazed at her in silence, his fingers gently twining in her soft hair. His eyes were filled with longing and reluctance. He slightly lowered his gaze and gently sighed, his tone low and slow, "I’m leaving."
"I know," Emily looked at Klaus, her hand softly caressing his face as if she wanted to etch his image deeply into her heart.
"I will wait for you to come back," her voice was soft yet resolute, echoing in the air like a solemn vow.
Slowly, Klaus bent his head and kissed her lips deeply. The kiss was tender and passionate, filled with boundless love and affection.
"I love you, my love," he whispered.
"I love you too," she replied.
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Emily watched Klaus leave the pack as he rallied the crowd to assemble in the pack’s plaza, clad in black combat fatigues. Beside him were his comrades, also dressed in battle gear, all looking dignified and radiating an aura of bravery.The early morning air was cool and still, broken only by an occasional breeze that gently rustled the corners of their clothes.
An array of army jeeps was lined up in neat rows, the roar of their engines breaking the silence of the night. Klaus looked back at Emily for the last time, their eyes meeting, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Emily tried to smile, giving him a slight nod of encouragement, conveying her love and support through her eyes.
Klaus turned and strode toward one of the jeeps. He climbed into it with athletic grace and took the driver’s seat. With a command, the convoy started moving slowly. The wheels rolled on the ground with a dull thud, foretelling the heaviness of the impending battle.
Emily’s eyes followed Klaus’s jeep as it sped away and disappeared into the darkness. The sky was still dark in the early morning, with only a few scattered stars shining faintly. The lights of the campground faded behind them, leaving a silent wilderness.
For two weeks after Klaus’s departure, Emily managed the pack as usual. She refrained from contacting Klaus, knowing that he was too busy fighting to be disturbed.
Carl was in charge of transporting strategic supplies to the front. When he returned, Emily would always ask him about the situation at the front, and Carl would tell her the truth.
The latest news was that the Northern troops had swiftly captured the western frontier pack. In response to the Northern advance, the defenseless West had lost several regiments in battle.
"At this rate, our army will capture the capital city of the West very soon. Our troops will soon take the western capitals," Carl said enthusiastically. "We’re going to win."
When Emily heard the news, her reaction was not one of excitement but of apprehension. Ever since Klaus had left, a sense of foreboding had hung over her like a dark cloud.
She could not forget the nightmare, and whenever she woke up in the middle of the night, Klaus’s bloodied face was always in her mind’s eye. Afterwards, she told herself it was just a dream.
Emily looked up at the gray sky and murmured to herself, "But was it really just a dream?"
