He and Anastasia reclined in their chairs, cucumbers over their eyes, and a chunky face mask—that smelled suspiciously like celery—painted over their cheeks. I drew my line at the face masks. Two days later she strutted her way into my office, flashing a saccharine smile at my assistant that had h
Caius “WOOO-HOOO! CRUSH IT! CRUSH IT INTO OBLIVION!” My darling fiancé bellowed, leaping up from the stands as Grave Digger, the neon-green monster truck, plowed over the shell of an old F-150. She bounced on the balls of her feet, screeching through her cupped hands as Grave Digger was followed
I took one look at the crowd, namely the males that had been leering at her, and grumbled. “I’ll take you.” “I don’t need you to escort me,” She puffed out her chest, which really only served to hike her breasts up even further. “I did save your life after all.” “I saved yours right after, and I d
I craved more of what happened back in my home theatre. I craved the little sounds she made, all cute and soft despite Anastasia’s hard exterior. “I want these off,” I growled against her lips, my fingers yanking at her jean shorts. “Now, Anastasia. Don’t make me tell you twice.” “Fuck,” she exhal
Anastasia I should have recognized Caius’s silence as panic after what happened between us in the bathroom. At first, I’d assumed he was being his usual brooding self, but that wasn’t the case. It was the bond. Or rather, his intense hatred of it. I’ll admit, it hurt. It hurt a lot to know the ma
He shrugged. “Never gave it much thought.” “Uh huh,” I drawled, slipping past him. “Find me tomorrow night and maybe if I’m in a better mood we can get wine drunk and complain about how useless mates are.” I looked back. “Have a good night, Knight.” I made it to my bedroom when I realized he was
AnastasiaAfter the whole debacle where I caught Caius with his pants down (literally), I might have expedited the shipping on my rose toy.A girl had needs, and if a certain broad-shouldered brute refused to do anything about it then I had to take matters into my own hands.Since I didn’t have acce
Pretty sure we weren’t talking about ice cream anymore.Just like that the dark light in his gaze was snuffed out. I could physically see him retreating into himself, fighting against any shred of attraction between us in fear of giving into the bond.His spine stiffened. He took another long drink
On Sunday I came down to breakfast wearing a silk pajama set. It was a deep red, like the color of spilled wine, and matched my freshly painted toes. I yawned and waved at everyone as I headed over to the breakfast table.There was a platter of various omelets surrounded by smaller plates full of fr
AnastasiaI crawled back into bed feeling both disturbed and oddly satisfied. Obviously watching Knight violate my husband’s pillow was not the satisfying part, but I could handle it because it meant I got my revenge for the hair dye fiasco.At least he waited until after the wedding…Curling up ben
Knight grumbled something under his breath and clung to the pillow a bit tighter. I turned away with a laugh. Evangline really would send Peter here if I didn’t say something. It was tempting, though. Caius would be pissed if he woke up on some deserted island.“Very badass, but I have to decline. I
Evangeline liked to claim she was only attracted to women, but that was a lie. She was just incredibly picky when it came to men. It was on her eighteenth birthday that she told me she’d never even dated one before. Wasn’t surprising though given her mother.Point was, she could deny it all she want
AnastasiaI’m not a paranoid person.Seriously, I’m not.Even after spending years on the run from a rich asshole I had managed to keep my head and remain calm. I quickly learned to listen to my surroundings and watch out for signs. If I panicked or gave into the feeling that someone was watching ov
“How does playing double agent feel?” I asked the two of them after recounting the way we saved the civilians. They must have sensed the secrecy behind it all because they didn’t ask how we had enough time to rescue everyone.Alpha Nox’s shoulders trembled as he exhaled. It wasn’t everyday an Alpha
CaiusDamon and Knight were both already in the room when I entered.Knight was passed out on my favorite leather sofa. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and was covered in vibrant red kiss marks. The beast within me quickly checked them to make sure they weren’t Anastasia’s, which was insane considering I’
Her movements were slow, but faster than they were when she was lost within sleep. Little tremors went down her legs as my breath fanned across her clit.“Caius, is that you?” Sleep clouded her voice, and I quickly found my aching cock liked the sound.I kept my fingers still, not daring to move the
CaiusI was not going to fuck my sleeping wife.Not yet.The first time I decided to take her, and subsequently ruin her for all other men, I needed her to be awake. I would hunt her down, bend her to my will, and fuck the fight right out of her. I would both punish and praise her for being the cent