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“Ah! My… My husband…”
"You, my dear wife, is the sweet I craved the most."
“You know how to talk,” Ying Yue flushed and felt the bite to his lips.
“Ah Yue,” a breathless deep chuckle made his body shivered, “The times I spent with you, touch you, and taste you will never satisfy me.”
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Ying Yue was Heaven’s Chosen, a person gifted to bring peace, balance, and rid the world of evil. He was full of pureness and hope! Only problem? He fell deeply for the shameless Ghost King, Wang Li. 

Wang Li, a person gifted to bring chaos and death, had waited centuries for Ying Yue. Now that he had Heaven’s Chosen, he would never let Ying Yue go. A beauty like Ying Yue was meant only for him.

With their marriage, the truth of their love brought a curse and a prophecy for the Ghost King’s death.

The worst part? 
Ying Yue was the one fated to kill his husband.

What should he do to keep this love with Wang Li? What had to be sacrificed to preserve it? Was he willing to? 

That aside, He had also married a horny shameless king! 
And he… 
He dared to declare that he regretted nothing.

“I want to take your innocence, your body, your heart, your lips. Everything, my beloved wife. I am not whole without you.”

Yep, he regretted nothing.
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*WPC 159- Gold Tier Winner*
*SMUT starts chapter 16 and throughout future chapters.*
Other TAGS: Fate, Death, Childhood Love

Shameless Ghost King Is My Husband!

His husband kissed him deeply and he moaned into it, pulling his lover closer as if he could tattoo the raven-haired man on him.

Sweaty, too sweaty. Ying Yue pulled away with his legs still locked and undressed his robes, peeling it off his drenched skin.

Ying Yue let out a loud groan when calloused hands left light scratches up his stomach to his nubs. His mouth was sucked and lips bruised as kisses deepened so far, he felt it in his core.

He cried out when a hand wrapped around his hard cock, leaking with precum with just the thought of his lover. He heard the chuckle from Wang Li against his ear as large palm stroke him so painfully slow. Whimpering for more, Ying Yue moved his hips up eagerly.

"Any louder and the guard will enter, my beloved wife. Is that what you wish for?"

Not Enough