SCOTT POVIt been almost a week since I saw Fiona and I was badly craving her. I walked into the room quietly to notice Fiona sleeping, I looked at her laying on the bed peacefully. Her back facing the door. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Fiona peacefully sleeping in the dimly lit room. The sight of her brought a rush of emotions, and I couldn't help but feel drawn to her. I silently approached the bed, careful not to wake her, and stood at a distance, admiring her beauty.For a moment, I hesitated, unsure if I should wake her or simply enjoy the sight of her slumbering form. But the desire to be near her was overwhelming, and I couldn't resist any longer.Sitting down beside her carefully. Her hair sprawled around her shoulder, her lips where patted a little while she had bid of sweat on her body. I gently reached out and brushed a strand of hair away from her face, my touch feather-light. She stirred slightly, and I held my breath, hoping she wouldn't wake just yet. But she onl
SCOTT POVI soon began to kiss Fiona down her body. She let out a little groan while her hands held onto the bed sheet.My lips stopped kissing her when they got towards her underwear. The scent of her wetness made me even more hornier, I gently pulled them away before slowly pushing her leg apart.My mouth closes around her clit as a moan escaped her lips. She threw her head back while she moaned in pleasure.Her legs naturally parted themselves while I savored the sweet taste of her pu___y.I soon began to crease my tongue playfully, slowly and gently against every area. I would be lying or fibbing if she didn't taste nice, her breathless moans was all that I wanted to hear.Her hands soon gripped my hair while she started to grind against my face. "Sc___scoott!" She pants breathlessly. "Ohhhhhj____ Goodness!" She added and I knew that she was beginning to perhaps see stars at that very moment.My mouth soon began to suck on her sensitive spot."Yeseeeesssssssssss___!" She moaned,
EDEN POVMy hands soon began to work up and down his length. His both hands seemed to be in surrender while he let out breathless moans, his forehead soon rested on mine.His forehead resting against mine, I looked into his eyes, and the intensity of the moment sent shivers down my spine. I could see the passion and affection in his gaze, and it made me feel even more connected to him.As I continued to pleasure him, I could sense his body reacting to my touch. His breathing became heavier. They were the sexiest thing I had ever heard. They were hot, husky, and deep, my heart seemed to be hammering beneath my chest. I began to go quicker, one of his hands soon gripped the back of my head while his fingers tangled in between my hair. He pulls me closer before kissing me desperately and passionately. My thumbs slowly flicker over his sweet spot making him moan into my mouth. "Fuc_____fu___ck Fiona!" He says biting on my bottom lips. His hands slowly gripped my hair tighter while he
THIRD PERSON POVFiona sat at the kitchen table, cradling a steaming cup of tea in her hands. The argument with Scott had left her feeling emotionally drained, but she was trying her best to gather herself. She knew he didn't mean to hurt her intentionally, but the words had cut deep, nonetheless.As she sipped her tea, lost in her thoughts, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Glancing up, she saw Scott walking into the kitchen. His demeanor was noticeably somber, and Fiona could see the regret in his eyes.He hesitated for a moment before pulling out a chair and sitting down across from her. The silence between them was heavy, filled with unspoken emotions and unresolved tension."Fiona, I___i didn't," he was going to say but she was quick to halt his words. "Fiona, I... I didn't mean to hurt you," Scott finally managed to say, his voice filled with sincerity.She held up a hand, stopping him mid-sentence. "Scott, I know you didn't mean to hurt me intentionally," she said
THIRD PERSON POVHercules' frustration was evident as he paced back and forth, resembling a restless and agitated chicken trying to find its way. His emotions seemed to be reaching a boiling point, and it was clear that he was struggling to contain his anger.He couldn't contain his anger anymore as he began to punch the wall countless times but Lilian walked in at that very point in time.Lilian's eyes widened in shock as she witnessed Hercules unleashing his anger on the wall. She quickly rushed towards him, concern etched across her face. "Hercules, stop! You're going to hurt yourself," she pleaded, trying to intervene and protect him from further harm.However, Hercules seemed lost in his rage and barely registered Lilian's presence. His fists continued to collide with the wall, causing his knuckles to bruise and bleed. The intensity of his emotions was overpowering.Lilian grabbed Hercules' arms firmly, pulling him away from the wall and forcing him to face her. "Look at me, Herc
THIRD PERSON POVFrom his imposing Alpha chair, Hercules observed the man tied down before him, his intense gaze fixed on the scene of torture unfolding. The man's hair was unkempt, and his once pristine white clothes now bore the grim evidence of the ordeal, stained with blood.A hot steel was placed on his lap while he yelled out in pain. "Why the hesitation, do not stop until he confesses!" His Beta Neo said as pressure was being added to his burning laps. "Yes!" The guards responded in affirmation.In the dimly lit chamber, the atmosphere was heavy with tension and fear as the torture continued. Hercules' face remained impassive, showing no signs of mercy or compassion. His Beta Neo, on the other hand, seemed to relish the man's suffering, his eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure.The man tied down on the chair cried in agony, his screams echoing off the walls. Despite the pain and terror, he refused to confess to whatever crime he was accused of committing.Hercules' jaw clenc
THIRD PERSON POVThe night was cold but Hercules seemed to be swirling each corner of his bed nonstop while sweat seemed to prickle down his cheeks. Hercules' breaths came in rapid gasps as he jolted awake, the cold night air chilling the sweat on his cheeks. The darkness surrounded him as he tried to catch his breath, his heart pounding loudly in his chest.He still wondered why he was being tormented by his father's image so much. Even in his nightmare, he was still trying to catch his breath when his room door began to show shadows of men with weapons and masks. Hercules' eyes widened in terror as he saw the shadows approaching his room. Fear gripped his heart, and he quickly scrambled out of bed, trying to find a way to defend himself. His mind raced, wondering if the rogue werewolves had finally caught up with him.As the masked men entered the room, Hercules' instincts kicked in, and he shifted into his wolf form, hoping to gain an advantage. His body trembled with a little fe
SCOTT POVThe moment my brother had told everybody that Fiona had been marked, I knew that my mother was going to go crazy with excitement.Being marked by your mate was always a significant event in the life of a werewolf, a powerful bond connecting two souls beyond imagination. I had never expected that any of this would go viral but___ but this was beyond. Of course, my brother thought this was something very amusing that he keeps giving input and insight about my mother's plans. "What do you think Diana, do you prefer the yellow or red flowers?" My mother questioned my sister who seemed to be tapping her chin in contemplation."I think red is the best, mother. They suit better with the decoration!" She said while I watched my mother look between the two flowers. I sighed a little before making.my way towards her path. "Mom, what is all this decoration for?" I asked, looking around. My mother turned to me, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Oh, Scott, my dear, Fiona being m