Chapter 196 - : 196 : Luna’s Evening Cuddles!

Chapter 196: Chapter : 196 : Luna’s Evening Cuddles!

Luna shifted closer on the wide couch, her movements anything but subtle. Her pregnant belly pressed gently against his side as she draped herself over him, one leg hooking over his thigh possessively.

"Master," She murmured, her voice a low, needy purr that sent a familiar heat through him.

Aiden didn’t even glance down—he knew that tone all too well. "Yes, Luna?"

Without a word, she slid fully onto his lap, legs tucked against his sides, arms wrapping around his torso in a fierce embrace.

Her cheek pressed firmly to his chest, ear tuned to the steady thump of his heartbeat.

The soft swell of her breasts, fuller now from the pregnancy, molded against him through her thin shirt.

"You’re late for cuddles," She accused, her tail swishing lazily behind her.

Aiden chuckled, pulling a thick blanket over them both to ward off the evening chill. "I was literally sitting here the whole time."

"Doesn’t count unless I’m glued to you," She replied instantly, hugging him tighter—much tighter—her body grinding subtly against his in that instinctive way she had.

Aiden exhaled slowly, feeling the warmth of her curves under the blanket. "Careful, Luna. You’re going to start something."

"No," She said stubbornly, nuzzling deeper. "Mine. All mine right now."

He wrapped one arm around her back, pulling her closer, while the other settled over her belly, palm resting there in a gentle, protective hold. But as she melted into him with a contented "Mmm...", he let his free hand drift higher, slyly cupping one of her swollen breasts through the fabric.

Luna tilted her head up slightly, eyes half-lidded. "Master... you’re touching them."

"Our kid," he corrected softly, as he rubbed his other hand on her belly, but his thumb of his other hand brushed over her hardening nipple teasingly.

She smiled without opening her eyes, arching just a fraction into his touch. "Ours."

Her voice was breathy now, a hint of arousal lacing it.

He rubbed small circles with his thumb over her belly at first, slow and absent-minded, but soon his fingers squeezed her breast more firmly under the blanket’s cover—kneading the soft, heavy flesh, rolling the sensitive peak between his fingers until he felt her nipple stiffen fully against his palm.

"Still feeling okay?" He asked, voice low, as he gave another deliberate squeeze.

Luna nodded, nuzzling closer, her breath hitching. "Strong. Safe. Warm. So warm... because you’re here. And because you’re making me wet already."

He leaned down and kissed her hair, inhaling her scent. "You always say that."

"Because it’s true," She whispered, her tail flicking excitedly against his leg. "When you’re gone, the world feels... loud. Empty. I miss this—miss your hands on me like this."

Aiden sighed quietly, pinching her nipple lightly, drawing a soft gasp from her. "I don’t like leaving either. Especially not when you’re like this—needy, pregnant, and perfect."

She lifted her head just enough to meet his eyes, blue gaze gleaming with affection and desire. "Then don’t ever leave."

He smiled, squeezing her breast again, harder this time. "I come back every time."

"Because you’re stubborn," She said fondly, grinding her hips subtly against him.

"And you’re clingy. Insatiably clingy."

She grinned wolfishly. "Yes. And horny."

She shifted again, pressing her chest fully into his hand, arms tightening around him.

Her breasts, bare under the loose shirt now that he’d tugged it up discreetly beneath the blanket, spilled into his grasp—soft, warm, nipples erect and begging for attention.

"Tonight is my time," Luna declared, voice husky.

Aiden raised a brow, his free hand sliding down to grip her ass possessively. "Pretty sure everyone else thinks that too."

She growled softly, nipping at his neck. "They get other times. Evening cuddles—and evening touches—are mine."

"Every evening?"

"Every single one," She confirmed proudly, moaning quietly as he twisted her nipple.

He laughed under his breath, thrusting up slightly against her core through their clothes. "And if I refuse?"

She kissed his jaw, then his lips—hot and demanding. "You won’t. You love spoiling me too much."

She was right, as always.

Aiden tilted his head, brushing his lips against her forehead, her temple, then down to capture her mouth in a deeper kiss.

His hand never stopped—squeezing, massaging her bare breasts under the blanket, alternating between them, thumbs flicking over her sensitive nipples until she was trembling slightly in his arms.

"Can’t wait to meet them," He murmured against her skin.

Luna stiffened slightly in pleasure, then relaxed completely into his touch. "Our child,"

She whispered, voice muffled as she buried her face in his chest to stifle a moan when he pinched harder.

She looked down at her belly, placing her hand over his on her breast.

She smiled softly, gasping as he rolled both nipples at once. "Do you think they’ll look like you?"

"I hope they get your ears. And your tail."

Her tail flicked excitedly, wrapping around his leg. "And your eyes. Your strength."

"Your stubbornness. Your heat."

She laughed breathily. "That’s all yours, Master."

They fell quiet for a moment, the only sounds her soft whimpers as he continued his hidden ministrations—squeezing her full, naked breasts under the blanket, feeling the weight of them, the way her nipples pebbled and throbbed under his fingers.

Then Luna spoke again, quieter, more vulnerable. "Master... when you fight... I get scared. Terrified you won’t come back to touch me like this."

Aiden didn’t joke this time. He softened his touch, caressing gently now. "I know."

She pressed her forehead against his chest, stifling another moan into his shirt as he resumed squeezing. "I don’t like imagining a world without you. Without your hands on my body."

He kissed the top of her head. "You won’t have to."

She sniffed, clinging tighter. "Promise."

"I promise." His voice was firm, and to seal it, he gave her breast a possessive squeeze that made her bite his chest lightly to muffle her cry of pleasure.

She exhaled slowly, tension draining as arousal built. "Good," She muttered. "Then stay here longer. Keep touching me."

He smiled. "Spoiling session? With extras?"

"Yes. All the extras."

He kissed her cheek, then her neck. "Go on, then."

She looked up, eyes gleaming with lust. "Tell me I’m your favorite."

He laughed. "Luna—"

She pouted instantly, grinding down hard. "Tell me."

He leaned in close, whispering hotly. "You’re my Luna. My needy, pregnant wolf. My everything."

Her face flushed deep red, body shuddering.

"That’s cheating."

"And you love it. Love when I make you cum just from this."

She kissed him fiercely—soft at first, then lingering, tongues entwining as his hands worked her breasts relentlessly under the blanket.

Then another kiss. Deeper.

Then she rested her head back on his chest, satisfied but still squirming. "Okay," She said after a long while, voice shaky from the building heat.

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[SYSTEM NOTIFICATION]

PLAYER, DO YOU WANT TO CONTINUE THE HUNDRED FLOOR DUNGEON?

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Aiden glanced down at the glowing prompt. "System’s asking."

Luna pouted, but her hips rolled subtly. "Not now. I’m still wet from your hands."

He smiled, giving one, firm squeeze to both breasts. "When?"

"When I’m done being spoiled. Thoroughly."

He kissed her again. "Deal."

Time passed in blissful quiet—his hands never fully stopping, teasing her sensitive, bare nipples until she was panting softly into his chest.

Eventually, she sighed happily and sat up reluctantly, tugging her shirt down. "Okay. You may do dungeon things now."

"Alright. Let’s gather everyone."

"Everyone," Aiden called out warmly. "Come here. Group up."

They came quickly, drawn by his voice.

Lysandra first, calm, a soft smile on her lips.

Thristle followed, eyes sharp and predatory.

Arisha quiet but attentive.

Nyxion grinning mischievously.

Vegia composed.

Zerra curious.

Xylendra hesitant.

Valeforia reserved.

Selvara calm.

Venya interested.

Serica eager.

Vaara shy.

Edda already thinking about food, humming.

Aethoniel stiff and nervous.

Luna stayed firmly in his lap, possessive as ever.

He spoke plainly. "I’m continuing the dungeon. Third floor."

Silence fell for a beat.

Nyxion blinked. "Dungeon? Like, the big one?"

"Like... fighting monsters?" Serica asked excitedly.

"A hundred floor dungeon," Aiden explained.

"I have special access."

"What," Thristle said flatly.

Lysandra nodded knowingly. "You weren’t their."

Luna crossed her arms proudly on his chest. "I went already."

"Of course you did," Nyxion smirked.

Aiden continued, even as hands began wandering discreetly under the shared blanket. "I’m asking if you’re ready to join."

Excitement rippled through the group.

Then hesitation from some.

Xylendra raised her hand shyly. "I... can’t fight. I’d just get in the way."

Valeforia nodded. "Same here."

Zerra looked down gently. "I would be a burden. My place is here."

Aethoniel swallowed hard. "I don’t have any experience..."

Aiden smiled gently, his own hands now busy under the blanket—squeezing Luna’s breasts again secretly.

"I’m not taking Zerra, Edda, Xylendra, or Valeforia."

They looked up, relieved.

"You’re not fighters," He said simply. "And I won’t force anyone. Your safety comes first."

They nodded gratefully.

He turned to Aethoniel. "But I am taking you."

She yelped softly. "W-What? Me?"

"You’ll learn. I’ll protect you."

She hesitated... then nodded, blushing. "Okay. If you say so."

"Then it’s decided," Aiden said. "Zerra, Xylendra, Valeforia—stay and take care of the kids, the home. Edda—"

"I’ll prepare a feast for when you return victorious!" Edda said immediately, beaming.

Suddenly, Thristle, Nyxion jumped on him.

Nyxion, straddling one of his legs. "So brave, Master." Her hand joined his on Luna’s thigh discreetly.

Thristle followed, pressing her body against his side. "So decisive."

Luna shouted muffledly. "HEY! Evening time is mine!"

But they kissed him anyway—Nyxion on the lips, Thristle on the neck.

Under the blanket, Aiden didn’t stop. As the others cuddled in, piling affections, his hands kept secretly kneading Luna’s bare, full breasts—squeezing firmly, pinching her nipples just right.

"Heart Lord, belongs to all of us," Nyxion teased with a wink.

Aiden laughed helplessly, surrounded by warmth, love, and secret touches.

He didn’t fight it. He reveled in it

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END OF Chapter : 196 : LUNA’S EVENING CUDDLES!

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