The Rogues Who Went Rogue
Chapter 134

Xandar was in bed scrolling through his phone when he read the news from the empire. Many were awed and even touched by the level of commitment that the kingdom offered to their Imperial Majesties, vigils and governing body during the cooperation. They were grateful to Greg because he tracked down the triplets and brought back the abducted vampires before killing the scientists and destroying their lab. When he was reported to be 'the only royal family member who is, at present, single', some women from the empire even boldly expressed their interest to 'meet' the duke. Xandar took a screenshot of that part of the article and sent it to Greg, and he didn't expect the reply that came seconds later with only four words, "I hate you, cousin" along with the middle-finger emoji. Xandar chuckled to himself as he continued reading.

Journalists quoted some civilians saying how much they were looking forward to collaborating with lycans and wolves, be it in business, education or environmental issues.

In recent weeks, Lucianne gained popularity in the vampire community for how skillful and powerful she was reported to be during the battle, and how Pellethia credited Lucianne for helping her replace the confidence and self-belief to unlock the Empress's Authority. They also liked the fact that Lucianne spent time with the hybrid children even though they weren't housed in her kingdom. It was not a short trip, but she and her husband visited frequently despite that.

Xandar, on the other hand, became popular when the vampires were told that the Lycan King broke and tore off Saxum's limbs during the battle. They mentioned liking Xandar visiting the hybrids as well, but his ferocity was the more favored element. They loved that he was seen to torture the proditors by breaking their limbs or scratching their bodies before ultimately killing them.

The king himself began wondering if torturing and killing another creature, especially a vampire, was even an appropriate way to gain popularity and earn acceptance among the other vampires. The war with them two centuries ago started with violence and wilful lack of consideration, and no one was celebrating then.

A sleepy and naked Lucianne felt his contemplation through their bond, and she scooched into him when she murmured with closed eyes, "Darling, what is it?"

His lilac eyes snapped to her, and his contemplation melted into blissful happiness as he admired his beautiful flower when her arm slid across his hard chest. After a sweet peck on her hair, his thumb drew circles on her smooth, bare shoulder as he explained what he had been reading, and concluded with his own thoughts, "I never doubted that they would love you. I knew that, being the one of lycan descent, I'd be the one that they would have a hard time accepting. But when I dreamt of fixing our kingdom's relationship with the majority of the empire's civilians, impressing them through violence was not what I had in mind."

Lucianne chuckled lightly when she pushed herself up to kiss the corner of his lips and muttered, "Darling, you are amazingly frightening and incredibly sexy when you're inhumane. It's okay to be violent sometimes."

"Hm, is that so, my love?" The way she repeated the words he said to her not too long ago turned him on, and the delicious view of his mate's perfect body only made him more aroused than he already was. After placing his phone on the nightstand, he flipped her body over before hovering above her. The previous night was amazing, and both were ecstatic and satisfied after the session but when they woke up this morning, they realized that they wanted more. They needed more.

Xandar began kissing Lucianne's neck before moving down to her breasts, where he licked her nipples, and his hand traced her smooth skin from her breast to her waist, then her butt. Her small hands ran along his broad shoulders, neck and moved up to his thick hair. When Xandar headed north to suck on her neck, he linked her seductively, 'Oh, you are a Goddess-given masterpiece, my love!

"Ohh..." she moaned softly as his fingers played with the moisture that her lower body was producing.

His mouth went further up before stopping by her ear, where he whispered, "Moan louder, My Queen."

His touch made her moist but his deep, alluring voice made her wet. Xandar knew this too, and he moved south before his tongue began toying with her wet folds, making her gasp and moan louder than she did before. He loved the way her body responded to his touch, and the sounds that came along with that was the most effective way to get his tool hardened. His tongue and fingers sped up when he could feel she was close. When she screamed and her body arched, Xandar drank and licked up every last drop as her chest rose and fell. He moved up to her neck again, teasing her mark by pecking kisses all around it. Lucianne whimpered as his tool teased the part of her that ached for him to fill the emptiness. Xandar felt her burning urge, and decided to put them out of their misery, so he entered her and began pumping. Xandar went rougher with her this time, slamming with each thrust as Lucianne's moans and whimpers of pleasure continued driving him and his animal insane.

When she screamed and her core tightened around him, the product of his own o****m shot into her. He pressed their bodies together as they took heavy breaths. After a moment, he gave her b**t a surprise squeeze to elicit her gasp and cute moan before he whispered, "Does this mean you love me when I'm rough and violent, baby?"

When their eyes locked, Lucianne reached for his cheek as she said in a gentle whisper, "Xandar, I love you when you're a lot of things, not just when you're rough and violent. I love you when you're soft and vulnerable, too. Your violence is...more of a form of protectiveness in my eyes. I love that you're fiercely protective of our people. I also love that you only resort to violence if there is no other way to keep the ones under your care safe."

Her thumb stroked his eyebrows when she continued softer, "Apart from your protectiveness, I love that, no matter how busy you are, you always make time for the ones who matter most to you like Christian and Annie, and now me and Reida. I love the way you light up when you talk about history or anything else you love. I love the contemplative look in your eyes when you're thinking through a problem. I love that, no matter how hard or tedious it is to do things the right way, you never resort to shortcuts if it isn't in the kingdom's best interest to do so. And those are just the main ones. Darling, there are so many things to love about you. It's not just your ability to be rough and violent."

Xandar's eyes glistened in joyful tears. He and his animal were touched beyond words, and his animal pushed forward for a full minute just to lean its nose and forehead against his mate's as it cooed aloud to convey its love for her. When his human regained control, he trapped her lips in a deep kiss before he whispered, "I love you so, so much, Lucy."

"I love you too, Xandar. So much."

After gently nudging her nose, he urged softly, "Tell me you know that I love you, baby!"

She held his cheek when she declared, "I know. I love you, too."

After a quick kiss on his lips, she tried to push him away but he held her in place as he asked, "And where do you think you're going, my little freesia? Reida's fine."

The deep affection that was swimming in those black-and-lilac eyes just seconds ago was now replaced with a look of annoyance when she noted the obvious, "If I remember correctly, My King, we agreed to bring Iridessa's proposal to the ministers at nine o'clock today. It's already eight. We have to get ready!" Xandar groaned and imprisoned her body once more as he murmured, "We could cancel the meeting," he began kneading her b****t and playing with her nipple when he added, "And say that something urgent came up." "Like what? Your inability to get out of bed?"

He smirked when he suggested, "Or my inability to get out of my wife. That could work, too."

When Lucianne started pulling herself out of his hold, she murmured, "Indecent beast."

Xandar immediately pressed her against the pillows of the headrest and peered into her eyes with a challenging gaze, which prompted her to give in and say, "MY indecent beast."

"Mm." His mouth met hers to search for her tongue, and when he finally let her go, he promised, "Always and forever, Lucy!"