Sitting here trying to focus on Sebastian’s emotions is giving me whiplash. Since we’re not fully bonded, interpreting these emotions is just guesswork. He’s furious beyond all measure, but he’s also hurt, in awe and smug. I have no idea what to make of any of that. What could he possibly be in awe of? Not his father’s bullshit, that’s for sure. Scrubbing my hands down my face, I get up and make my way to the door, peeking my head out to make sure no one is around. I start walking across to my room when I hear the sound of a low whistle coming up the stairs. “Someone’s doing the walk of shame,” I hear Eisa tease. I sigh and turn around, “I am doing no such thing.” “Yet you’re naked in a towel,” she smirks, folding her arms over her chest. “I had a shower,” I retort. “Is yours broken?” She asks smugly. I sigh, “I can see why you two are such good friends.” She chuckles, “Go get dressed and then you can tell me why His Royal Highness was so furious.” I frown. I don't want to ha
She leads me out of her suite and across the hall into the opposite suite. I can see why she’s brought me in here right away. The first thing that catches my attention in this suite is a spectacular-looking crystal grand piano. She leads me over to it and I take a moment to take in the beauty of this mesmerizing instrument. You can see every wire, every key, every chord. Everything is stripped away revealing the truth behind the magical music it creates, and yet, there is so much beauty in this clarity. Sun streams in and bounces off its smooth surface making it shine like a magnificent jewel. “You play?” I ask her. She smiles shaking her head, but the smile doesn’t reach her eyes. They look sad as they appear to recall a fond memory as she affectionately caresses the piano, “This was my mother’s. My father gifted it to her when she announced she was pregnant with me. I grew up surrounded by the sound of music. She played almost every day. The music stopped the day she died,” she sa
As I feel my senses stirring to life I’m aware of how hot my body feels and how laboured my breathing is. Fire ignites from my lower abdomen and shoots through my body and without thinking, I let out a pleasured groan. I finally open my eyes and look down to find the most erotic sight I’ve ever seen. Sebastian’s perfect, juicy ass pointed in the air while he sucks my dick and strokes his own. He moans around my dick sending euphoric shockwaves through my shaft, making my eyes roll back. I don’t know how long he’s been at this, but I could get used to waking up like this.I reach down gripping his hair as I watch my dick disappear into his wet mouth over and over again, “That’s it,” I moan.His desire and hunger are contagious as I watch him slide my dick out of his mouth with a pop and begin teasing under the head of my dick with his tongue making me groan.“Good morning, baby,” he says breathlessly.“It’s a good fucking morning for sure,” I breathe out as he takes me back in his mout
Slowly I begin to come to, but all I feel is agonising pain throughout my body. My insides burn like fire, my head feels woozy, and the back of my head is throbbing unbearably. What the fuck happened? I gingerly touch the back of my head, feeling something dry but still a little warm and wet against my fingers. I slowly open my eyes and as they adjust, I take in what appears to be some kind of dark, dungeon. There are no windows or sources of light, but beyond the cold, damp stone walls I can hear the muffled sounds of water. Am I underground?As my senses become clearer I’m aware of the growing sensation of fear and panic rising inside me, and it’s definitely not coming from me… Sebastian. He must have sensed what happened to me. He’s so scared and I can’t even reach out to let him know I’m okay. Fuck!“It’s about time you woke up,” a shrill voice sneers.I look over towards the bars of my cell to see a familiar blonde standing, watching me with amusement shining in her eyes.“Circe,”
“Your Highness? ...Your Highness?” I snap from my daydream and look up at the patient face of Dimitra, the royal party planner. Despite my parent’s bigotry – mostly my father’s – they made no attempts to cancel my coronation, so it’s still on track as planned. Dimitra just wanted to go over some details for the big day. “Sorry, Dimitra, my mind was elsewhere,” I apologise. “On your animai,” she smirks. “You caught me,” I smile, sitting back in my chair. She chuckles, “Get used to it because it won’t change. I’ve been with mine for one hundred and sixteen years now and I still find myself drifting off into happy daydreams about him while I should be hard at work,” she says happily. “I definitely don’t want it to change, he’s everything I ever wanted,” I say dreamily, my mind going right back into the erotic gutter as I replay this morning’s events. I’ve wanted to wake him up with a blowjob since I met him, and it was fantastic! The hunger and desire burning in his electric eyes w
As I close the box and place it back safely into my drawer, Eisa bursts into my office looking concerned and quite pissed off. I rise to my feet, “What’s happened?” “My men have lost Circe,” she says warily. “What do you mean they’ve lost her?! How the fuck do the guards just lose someone?!” I ask as I come out from behind my desk. “I don’t know. They said they were following her and then she just disappeared,” she says in annoyance. “So she teleported?” I say in confusion. That makes no sense, Circe may be a High Born, but she doesn’t possess that ability… at least I don’t think she does. I never did invest time in getting to know her. Still don’t fucking care to. “They’re not stupid, Sebastian, they would have spotted her teleporting. This was her literally vanishing into thin air,” she tells me. “Then she has to be getting help from that bitch, Manon. I want you to–” My words are cut off by a scream of pain erupting from me almost knocking me senseless. “Sebastian!” Eisa sh
Centuries of a cursed life now seem like a stroll through flower fields on a clear sunny day when compared to being trapped in a cell while I feel my animai go through a rainbow of painful emotions. His rage, fear, panic, and despair pierce me like splinters, each one embedding itself deeper into my being where I may never be free of them.Maybe this is just another aspect of my curse. Perhaps Merlos felt I'd become complacent in my suffering and teamed up with Zarseti to inflict a whole new type of pain upon me. Who knows what those Gods do for amusement? Merlos might have noticed I'd become adept at avoiding people and so she thought up a diabolical plan with Zarseti to bind me to someone I could never truly avoid and then use them to shatter my heart and soul into a thousand pieces. I might be losing my mind, but that all seems very likely to me.If Circe was able to obtain saffordite to hold me here, then that must mean she’s been able to obtain ocean jasper, and if that’s the cas
Standing in the throne room I slowly soak it all in. Everything I’ve ever wanted since I was just a little girl, is finally coming true. The man of my dreams is finally mine, my very own Prince Charming and soon we will be mated, and I will be his Queen. I will be Queen of the sirna. The people will rejoice that their Prince has found his future Queen and the people will exalt my name. My name will be spoken from their lips more than any God in history.I’m just about to sit on the Queen’s throne and test it out for size when I notice Sebastian leaning against the wall, his handsome, perfectly chiselled face contorted in pain. I walk over and place a comforting arm around him.“Sebastian, what’s wrong?” I gently ask as I stroke his hair.“I don’t feel good,” he says, taking a breath, “Everything in my body hurts like razors, and this,” he says, lifting his sleeve and showing me that hideous electric blue and purple chain-link around his wrist. I hate that thing. “It feels like it’s cu