Chapter 186:

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Sherry rubbed against William’s chest. She was squirming, she felt so uncomfortable! Her consciousness was still in a blur, and probably the drug had kicked in again, her squirming became even more frequent.

As soon as Cohen heard the exclamation, he turned around. “Sherry, my good daughter, Daddy’s here, how are you?”

“Cohen, how dare you curse me, you’ll see how I’ll teach you a lesson!” Joshua loaded his gun and approached.

“Joshua, I’ll settle the score with you later!”

Liam also immediately stopped Joshua, “Dad! Didn’t you say Uncle Brooks had passed away, what’s wrong now?”

Sherry shifted her body. She was so heated that her body seemed to burn and lust boiled over again.

She cried out faintly, “William…. save me…”

“Sherry!” William shouted, “Mr. Sutton, Sherry has been drugged! I have to take her away.”

“Drugged? What kind of drug?”

“Aphrodisiac!” William said guiltily.

“Damn it, how dare you do this to my daughter!” Cohen gave another resounding thrashing to those few people.

“Keegan, take Sherry and William to the villa here now!”

Before William had a chance to say anything, he led Sherry to Keegan’s car.

He heard Cohen’s roar coming from behind, “Damn you, Joshua, how dare you curse me! I’m going to fight you!”

“Why are you yelling at me, I’m going to teach you a lesson today for being disrespectful!”

“You’re the one who’s dead!”

“Dad, Uncle Brooks, stop it!” yelled Liam.

The cops were starting to let their guard down and, if this kept up, they feared that Sergeant Brooks would get even angrier later.

How horrible would it be for his subordinates to see him being berated by his own brother and threatened with a duel?

Keegan took William and Sherry to the seaside village located not far from the warehouse.

“I’ll get the doctor and there will be someone watching outside. Don’t worry, security won’t be a problem.”

William looked back at Sherry and said, “I’ll call you!”.

How were they going to be disturbed at that moment! Keegan immediately got the message and nodded.

William led her upstairs and into the guest room. Watching her squirm, he could only hug his beloved wife tightly.

Sherry finally opened her eyes, but they were glassy and seemed unfocused. He knew the drug had completely controlled her.

Seeing her anxious, pained look, desperately opening her mouth to say something, but no words would come out, the blue veins stood out on her forehead.

He frowned and said anxiously, “Sherry, I’m here!” He placed her on the bed and she wrapped her arms around his neck. All her movements were unconscious and instinctive, but it was William’s name that came out of her mouth.

Though there was no sound, William saw the shape of her mouth. His heart seized with pain.

“Sherry, I’m sorry, it’s my fault! It’s all my fault! I didn’t protect you well! It’s all my fault!” his voice was hoarse and poignant, the unbearable pain etched in his heart choking him.

Watching the woman he loved being tortured by the aphrodisiac, his kisses traveled south, from her lips, to her cheeks, to her earlobes, to her neck, as he used his lips to help wash the wounds from her body.

Suddenly, Sherry struggled, as if afraid of something.

William immediately understood, “Sherry, it’s me, it’s William! Your man!”

Sherry seemed to hear his murmur, and her struggling body relaxed a little. He was kissing her.

Sherry slowly came awake, as soon as she opened her eyes and saw him near her, she shrank back in fright.

“It’s me!” William suppressed the pain in his heart, he stroked her cheek tenderly and caressed her ear, “Sherry, don’t be afraid, it’s me! Trust me!”

Sherry’s vision blurred and she merely attended to him. She reached out as her soft body writhed and rubbed against his toned body.

Her lips were scarlet, and the blood on her face had been wiped away by him. He had not had time to dress the wound on her forehead. Her hair, wet from the torment of lust, clung to her cheek and neck, and her bright eyes were slightly open.

This look, too enchanting, had never before appeared before him.

In the midst of anguish, sadness and guilt, he thanked God that nothing had happened. Luckily nothing had happened, otherwise he wouldn’t know how to deal with it! He thought that even if something happened, he would still love her! At that moment, he knew perfectly well that he would love her, but he was thankful that God hadn’t let anything too terrible happen to her. Luckily, no.

If something happened, even if he didn’t care, she would. Seeing his wounded forehead made her heart ache, too.

She hit herself, didn’t she?

Sherry’s hand went around his neck, her delicate face rubbed against his, and she didn’t seem to know how to unbutton his clothes. He watched her unfamiliar movements and his heart started the pain again.

He remembered how she always held back even when she made love to him, and now she was so bold in a way he had never seen. His heart ached so much for her. Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, her red lips parted slightly and took the initiative to rest on his shoulders as she murmured, “William…”

“Honey, I’m here!” His lips locked hers again.

Her body was on fire and she was vaguely aware as he reached out to undress himself as well as her.

When they were both naked, he parted her legs and when he saw the delicate pinkness between her legs, he still felt relief in his heart! Because she, really, had not been sexually abused by those people! She was his, she belonged only to him. Without any trauma, she belonged only to him.

That was the bad nature of men, and yet he was glad to know it. He stretched out his long, slender fingers and stroked her cheek. He stroked it in an unusual way, but the warmth of his fingers made Sherry feel a shiver.

William cupped her rounded ass and pounced on her. She let out what sounded like a moan of satisfaction, but it was quiet! She trembled softly, like a pitiful little sheep.

She was pleasuring him beneath him, and her current expression was quite capable of unleashing the bestial nature of a bloodthirsty animal, making the desire-filled blood boil in William’s body.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips. She opened her mouth, his tongue plunged in, hooking her pink tongue, dominating her lips and teeth.

He kissed her and she kissed him back, her loud gasps intertwined. He kept moving rhythmically inside her body, but feared hurting her at the same time.

Meanwhile, she seemed dissatisfied with such tenderness on his part, ingratiating herself to him and demanding more.

William gasped loudly, her loud panting was like a catalyst in his ears, pushing him completely into a wave of lust. He couldn’t help but go wild.

Sherry murmured, “William…”

“Sherry, it’s me!” She frowned, feeling the hardness of his body as she arched her back toward him.

But that fueled her passion even more, and she strained even harder. After a burst of passion, she went limp beneath him. But the overdose still left her unsatisfied, and within seconds, she began to rub herself against him again. William laughed silently. He felt both pleased and chagrined.

“Honey, I wish you were this enthusiastic when you’re not high!”

With that, he kissed her on the lips, his movements methodical and extremely gentle with her. He kissed from the corner of her lips, biting her pointed chin and following the gentle curve of her face, leaving a long trail of hickeys.

At first, they were a faint pink, which gradually turned to a purplish red. Her collarbone bloomed under her lips, becoming the most delicate flower, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly.

The fragrance of her pure white body intruded on his sight and smell, his lust for her increased even more; it turns out he had never wanted her enough! He had always wanted her.

At this point, he had already transformed into a wolf, and he felt like he was the one who had been drugged instead of her. So wildly in need of her. His eyes were naked with desire, the desire to rub her in his own bones and blood. Once again it invaded her…..

Though it was the second time, she could not restrain herself and could only relieve the lust within her by pounding her deeper and deeper. Slowly he felt her delicate territory, felt her tight tunnel, the sensation of being sucked into her lower body made a man completely out of his mind and completely insane.

The residual effects of the drug on Sherry’s body were still acting wildly, and she could only arch her body into him again and again…. At the same time her mouth was silently screaming his name.

Not knowing how long it took, she finally let out a sound as he pounded her again and again.

“Uh…ah…” She finally heard his voice, her heart trembling with that wonderful voice, evoking a deeper longing in her heart.

She was graceful, she was pure, she was enchanting, making him unable to stop and go crazy for her.

“William…”

Sherry’s consciousness had not yet recovered. She just kept screaming, which seemed to be unconscious, and she seemed to be just pining for him. How could she have so much magic?

He was crazy after all, he just wanted to hold her and go crazy on her. He spread her legs even further apart, opening them as wide as possible so he could access her unhindered. He moved in and out of her body quickly, and a series of impacts made her two perfectly round breasts jiggle, silently seducing him.

The room was silent except for their panting for each other, her coital noise, her screaming, and also the sound of their wonderful intercourse. They tossed and turned on the bed and kissed wildly, as if drunk or wild, as if in a drunken dream, no one could tell if it was real or unreal.

Heavy breathing, hot kisses, hot caresses, vague pain mixed with hints of sweetness.

Her eyes were misty. Their lusts boiled, intertwined with each other passionately. Finally, without knowing how many times it had happened, he moaned in satisfaction, as Sherry’s delicate, soft body, like the river of spring, melted and dispersed, and she swooned….

Almost without pause, William put on his clothes and got out of bed with some exhaustion. After helping Sherry wrap her body, he called Keegan to ask him to get disinfectant and alcohol from the doctor, as well as to prepare a set of clothes for Sherry.

Keegan got ready while William helped Sherry disinfect the wounds on her body, bandage and change her clothes. He then kissed her forehead in anguish and told her with love in his heart that he would be back when he was done with things. After he did this, he said to Keegan with love and heartache, “Take care of her, I’m coming out!”.

He had not forgotten what Alexis said about the unexpected mastermind behind the scene, and he was going to take care of them personally.

William entrusted Sherry to Keegan.

“I’ll be back soon!”

“Understood! Don’t worry, if she wakes up, I’ll take her to the Sutton Family and call you then.” Keegan said, “And the children have been taken back by Master Rowland!”

They did not often come to this seaside village, but from time to time Cohen would bring Susan to stay here for a period of time.

The sea breeze was strong during the winter, so they would return to the mountain to stay.

William called Alexis: “Alexis, who is it?”

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