The amount of pleasure Drakken felt from Eleanor's hands wrapped around his cock was overwhelming. Her eyes slid to his, holding his dark, heated, and lust-filled stare as she pressed a light kiss to his tip. Her other hand joined not too long after, holding him firm with both.His eyebrows were pulled tight and his expression went from one to the next as he felt her lips. Eleanor finally broke eye contact afterwards, going back to the huge task at hand.She kissed him again, hearing Drakken slowly begin to descend into madness as her wet warm lips met the sensitive head of his cock. She liked hearing his breath hitch and the sound of his breathing getting heavier.A few beads of precum leaked from his tip and Eleanor caught it, taking him fully and running her tongue along his huge length.Then, she abandoned her small teasing and let herself go. Tasting Drakken without a pause. Her hands that were gripping his base before started stroking him slowly, feeling the hardness enclosed in
The next morning, from the heavy sunlight slipping through the curtains threatening to blind her, Eleanor knew it was late when she woke up. Drakken’s body was huge and warm under the sheets, and so much of him was bordering her. His arm was slung over her midriff, snuck under the lingerie she had slipped on last night to seduce him, which worked like magic by the way, his hands splayed over the skin on her stomach.Her skin burned up at each point of contact his skin made with hers. Which was many, many places. And when everything played back in her mind like a blurry film, her cheeks instantly boiled with heat.Eleanor had not meant to let it get that intense but her hormones seemed to get the better of her-which was the new norm whenever she was close to Drakken. Then there was that thing Drakken did with his tongue when he buried his head in her core, instantly sending her to cloud nine.She flushed a bright red at the memory and stared at him on the bed. What would he think of h
Eleanor slammed the door behind her when she got to her bedroom, more furious than she had ever been. Her master plan did not work. Why hadn't it? She had done all she could, listened to Evie’s advice, satisfied the Alpha, but nothing came out of her efforts.All she could feel was stupidity and anger. Stupidity for throwing herself at Drakken thinking she would get the desired results. Anger for wasting her time on him. The man almost fucked her because of her stupid actions that were not fully thought out.She was never taking advice from Evie again.Yanking off the lingerie on her body, Eleanor tossed the flimsy thing in a corner, making up her mind to never put it on all in the name of pleasing that dickhead! It seems as the days went by, Eleanor saw her future looking bleak. Would she really ever be able to see her son or Mrs. Goldberg again?Drakken was a walking contradiction. His actions last night said one thing but his words afterwards said another. He had wrapped her up in
The thought of Eleanor filled Drakken’s head like an overdosed drug. Her scent still lingering on his bed and on the pillows. It was when he caught himself sniffing the sheets repeatedly he had sent in for a maid to wash it and replace it with another, lest he went mad. He did not wish to keep being reminded of Eleanor’s presence even when she was not physically present.His mood was amped up than usual for the rest of the morning, not even wavering a bit when his father brought up talks of the vampire princess that would have pissed him off on a normal day.Last night with Eleanor in his arms was the best night he had ever had. She was not the first woman to warm his bed, but she certainly made a difference. The unusualnesses though that she displayed when he wanted to have sex with her, and her bone-chilling nightmare bothered him, almost at the point of torment.Drakken was aware he had murdered her parents in cold blood, yet that did not seem to be the issue pertaining to her nigh
Eleanor arrived at the healing school on time, hoping to get a positive feedback from Emma. It was all she had thought about throughout last night and this morning.She walked through various hospital wards in search of the girl, apologizing to a worker she accidentally bumped into."Watch where you are going," the lady said with a roll of her eyes and disappeared into a corner."Eleanor. You are early." Eleanor paused at the familiar voice and came face to face with Emma. "And I think I know why.""So? Did you talk to him?" Eleanor asked, an impatient edge to her tone. "What did he say?" "Calm your wits," Emma said with a low chuckle. "I talked to him, but you know how the man can be. He is one stubborn son of a gun."Eleanor’s hope crumbled to the ground. If he would not listen to his own sister, then nothing might ever change his mind. She placed a hand over her forehead to calm the headache that suddenly sliced through her head."But do not worry," Emma reassured after seeing El
Eleanor got to work the next day in a good mood, and it was as a result of what transpired the previous night between her and Drakken. He had taken her back to his room after they went riding, and they slept together. She had been worried her nightmares were going to resurface again and startle him, but none of that happened. She felt at peace and had a good sleep for the first time in a long while.It felt somewhat out of place that she would feel the most safe in Drakken’s arms. Then again, he was still her enemy even though he called her mate and mentioned their sharing a striking bond. That must be the real cause of why she can't stop thinking about him. It was quite selfish of her to bond with the enemy when he was the reason Mrs. Goldberg was locked up, and her son hidden away somewhere, but Eleanor’s heart felt lighter and happier that morning.She saw Emma walk into the hospital and wiped the smile off her face, not wanting to be scolded for daydreaming during work. That wo
Drakken did not sleep a wink the previous night, and by the time he finally got back to the comfort of his room, he was tired to the bones. There had been an all night fortification that lasted until the early hours of the morning.The blood moon was fast approaching, so that meant a plenty amount of work. It was that time of the year again where fortifying the pack against outside intrusion were important as festivities loomed just around the corner.He had spent the last hours wanting as little as a minute’s break, so when the knock interrupted his alone time, Drakken was not pleased."What?" he growled, disgruntled. The door wasn't locked but no one could just walk in at will."The head of council wants to know if you would be attending today’s meeting. It is about the festivities," Duncan called back."I would be there," he replied absently. There was a short silence, and he thought for a moment Duncan had gone away.Then the key rattled as Duncan turned the doorknob and stepped i
After a few days, Evie was unable to find Mrs. Goldberg’s whereabouts so Eleanor took it upon herself to uncover the woman’s location. It was past two in the afternoon when she decided to take a leave from work and check out the workers in the gardens. Evie had mentioned Mrs. Goldberg works in the garden, so it was only reasonable to check there first.The main problem was asking Emma for permission to temporarily leave work. Eleanor would have to come up with a lie. Emma would not easily allow her to go see her neighbor in the gardens in the middle of work.Eleanor approached Emma having her lunch break, a combination of biscuits and coffee, Emma’s back facing the door."What do you want?" Emma stunned Eleanor with her question."How did you know I was here?"Emma snorted. “I heard you coming from a mile ago. I do not appreciate people sneaking up on me."Eleanor waved her hands in the air in denial. "I was not sneaking up on you." Then she hesitated a bit with her next words, picki