The War God’s Favorite

Chapter 68

The Dragon’s Hunger Cassandra shivered, feeling her skin warming up way too quickly under his hot touch. Her cheeks were

red, as she let him toy with her breasts, breathing loudly and closing her eyes, enjoying those

sensations. Could he hear her heartbeat going crazy when he was this close? It felt like it could bump

out of her chest! Cassandra had to hold on to his shoulders, and struggled to undo his armor. He was

lifting her skirt and pulling her top down to caress her without taking her dress off completely, but she

wanted to be able to feel his chest against hers.

Once the armor loudly fell on the floor, Kairen smiled, and reached out for her lips again. He put his

fingers in her hair, playing with the free strands and caressing her nape, keeping her close. His other

hand was busy between her legs, his hot fingers driving her crazier and wetter. He knew how to play,

and obviously took pleasure in watching her tremble and react to his every move. Cassandra felt him

getting harder despite his pants between them, and blushed even more. She wanted him. She wanted

him, now…

Kairen was just about as impatient as she was. Lowering his pants a bit, he finally let it out and, slowly,

guided her. Cassandra felt her legs and her inner parts trembling, just from feeling him so close to her

entrance. She was red, moist and too excited to bear it anymore. She slowly sat down, exhaling loudly

with pleasure. It took a few seconds for both of them to adjust, but those seconds were filled with

kisses and caresses.

It was the best sensation. Him, filling her, spreading his warmth like a fire through her whole body.

Cassandra has gotten used to it, enough to be addicted to this sensation. She was panting a bit, but his

lips soon found hers, keeping it busy with another wild kiss. They were both impatient, and unable to

wait any longer. Kairen started moving his hips, and Cassandra responded naturally, trying to tame the

beast under her. He was wild, savage and unpredictable. She moaned, gasped for air and moaned

again. The wiggling of her body on his had something terribly indecent about it, and yet, she loved it.

She wanted more, crying out his name out and holding on to his neck. His fierce rod in her was driving

her unbearably crazy. Something snapped in her head, and she couldn’t hide her pleasure anymore.

Her own voice was getting hoarse, louder and indecent, but she didn’t stop it. Kairen didn’t give her a

second to rest. He just wanted more, more, more of this woman. He’d take her, grab her hips and pull

her in and out on him, guiding her shaking body to relish in this pleasure. It was wild, primal sex. The

oldest dance in the world, a man and a woman together indulging in the pleasures of the flesh. 5

Cassandra’s skin was pink and sweaty, her blood rushing to her extremities, her limbs going numb from

such wilderness. She kept calling him, like a plea, her voice so embarrassingly sexy and suave. The

War God was like a wild beast, mating his queen and unleashing his desire for her, inside her.

Cassandra felt it coming, like always. She knew his body, all too well to not know when he was about to

give it to her. That incredible, last moment of unleashed, furious pleasure. He’d accelerate, pant and

groan, deepen his thrusts and, deep inside, relish it. Cassandra moaned even louder, feeling him so

deep… She heard her own voice break into a hoarse moan, exhausted.

The heat was gradually decreasing, but that short exercise had been intense nevertheless. Cassandra

took a minute, her head resting on her Prince’s shoulder, to catch her breath and wait for her heartbeat

to slow down. Her skin was still shivering a bit, and Kairen’s warm hand caressing it was soothing her.

He gently pulled away, making her grimace a little, and kissed her skin gently. Cassandra let out a long

sigh of relief, her thirst quenched. They didn’t need any words. She kissed him gently, savoring his

taste a bit more with a little chuckle.

“Feeling better?” He asked.

“Yes…”

It was as if he knew she had needed this. A little break away from the world, just the two of them,

indulging in this carnal desire.

They stayed like this a while longer, just caressing and kissing each other, gently and slowly, enjoying

this moment alone. Neither of them felt like breaking that bubble and going back yet. After a short

moment, though, Cassandra chuckled.

“We have to go back…”

Kairen simply nodded, looking at her with his dark eyes.

“You look content.”

“I am,” she admitted, still blushing.

She did her best to dress up, making sure nothing felt out of place. Somehow, she felt like their intimate

moment was going to show one way or another on her, and felt a bit embarrassed. She helped Kairen

put his armor back on to keep her hands busy instead of fidgety, and he adjusted the little diadem on

her head with a frown.

“What is it?”

“…I don’t like it.”

“The diadem? It’s very pretty though.”

I was curious that he didn’t like something she was wearing. He usually seemed happy whenever she

had an occasion to dress up a bit… However, to her little diadem, he was almost glaring at. (4)

“You really don’t like it? It’s from the Emperor…”

She couldn’t refuse to wear something the Emperor had personally gifted her!

“It’s from my father.”

“What about it?”

“I don’t like you wearing something coming from another man.”

Cassandra was rendered speechless. Really? Did his jealousy know any limit! How was she supposed

to answer to that? From his expression, she could tell he was going to be stubborn about this… After

thinking about it, she shouldn’t have been so surprised He even bickered with his own Dragon, and the

Emperor probably had some concubines about as young as she was.

She sighed.

“I have to wear it tonight, though, his Highness personally gifted it to me.”

He frowned a bit more. He obviously didn’t like it, but Cassandra couldn’t help it. She chuckled, giving

him a quick peck on his lips despite his sour expression.

“I’ll leave it at your mother’s apartments when we leave, alright? I don’t need to wear it outside of the

Imperial Palace, as long as I take care of it, it should be fine.”

“Fine…” He growled.

Cassandra smiled, happy she had tamed the beast just this once. She was getting a bit better at

handling him. She took his hand, trying to distract him.

“Let’s go back now,” she said with a gentle voice.

They walked back to the big area where the festivities were still ongoing. There were so many guests

and people attending, it was unlikely anyone had even noticed they were gone for a few minutes at all.

They took a few steps together. When she was walking beside the War God, things were much

different for Cassandra. People would glance at them, but no one dared to stare or even approach

them too close. A new show had begun too, exotic dancers, capturing most of the crowd’s attention.

Cassandra and Kairen walked back to their table. After their little exercise session, she needed to rest

a bit. She let out a sigh of relief while sitting down, though her body was still clearly remembering the

vigorous exercise

from earlier. Kairen, sitting next to her, was defying anyone to come close with his natural death-

threatening expression.

Cassandra couldn’t have been more grateful, though. For some reason, she was hungry again, and

enjoyed her time eating in peace.

However, strangely, her usual favorites had changed again. The cheese cubes she used to love now

made her feel nauseous, while she was strangely craving… meat.

She whispered to Kairen about it when she heard a peal of familiar laughter behind her. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Yeah, carrying a Dragon’s child will do that to you,” said Kareen while taking her seat back at the next

table.

She gestured for a nearby servant to come, and ordered them to bring a set of cooked meat for

Cassandra. The young concubine felt a bit strange letting Kareen order for her, but she usually didn’t

eat any red meat, this was a first for her. She was more used to a vegetarian diet, with some fish

sometimes.

“Don’t eat raw meat though”, said Kareen. “Your stomach is still human, even if it tells you to eat like a

Dragon.”

“It feels so strange. I feel like a whole new person.”

“You still have a few months to go, dear, you better get used to it. And once your son is born, prepare

to feed a carnivore. Kairen could eat almost as much as his Dragon when he was born, and was

horribly grumpy when he was hungry.”

Cassandra laughed a bit, thinking of her Prince’s younger days. She wondered what kind of child he

was? And if their son would be like him…

She caressed her little baby bump. She couldn’t hide it under her dresses now, it was getting more and

more obvious as the days went on. However, she didn’t mind. She had new curves, wasn’t looking so

bony anymore and even her hair felt a bit soother. She was grateful to be so well cared for, though.

Having to deal with her nausea and growing appetite would have been terrible if she wasn’t helped by

Kairen and the servants of the Diamond or Imperial Palace.

“Brother!”

Shareen had just come back, too, with a frown on, her hands on her hips,

“Did you listen to that annoying minister of the War Affairs? Or should I have punched him for two?”

Indeed, behind her, one poor man was on the floor, half of his face looking very, very painful and

purple… No one dared to come to his help, though, keeping a careful distance around him until some

servants came to help him up.

“Shareen, I already told you not to make your fights to obvious, didn’t I?” Scolded her mother. “He is

wearing such a big outfit, yet you had to go for the face.”

“He can walk around like that, mother, I don’t care. That idiot was downgrading Brother’s army, calling

them lazy for maintaining the border without crossing over!”

“Oh. Why did you let him conscious then? He looks too fine for me.”

Shareen ignored her mother, though, turning to Kairen, waiting for his answer.

He didn’t say anything, though, not for a while. Just when Cassandra was wondering what was wrong,

she heard a flap of wings.

“Krai!” She said, happy to spot the familiar black silhouette.

However, the Dragon didn’t stop, only turning his head to her with a light, familiar growl. It was obvious

he wouldn’t be able to land in this area, not without crushing a few people under him. However, he

extended his giant claws, making people run away in fear. However, he flew low only to pick that same

minister up from the ground. The man screeched so high-pitched, some people rubbed their ears,

annoyed. However, no one dared to comment as the Dragon flew away with his prey, disappearing

again. Shareen smiled, looking satisfied, and helped herself to some wine.

No one dared to comment on the incident, whether they had heard the fight with Shareen earlier or

were too scared to ask.

“Kairen! Son, what was that?” Asked the Emperor.

“Taking out the trash, Father.”