Phoenix’ POVWe lay in silence for the next little while. I trail my fingers lazily up and down her back and she makes adorable little moaning noises when I pass over a certain spot between her shoulder blades.When she starts shifting her weight around trying to get comfy I realise how much my cock has swollen. It’s the strangest sensation. My skin feels tight and I can feel my pulse like my heart is right there, beating inside her.“Is it hurting baby?” I hold on to her as I try to shuffle myself up the pillows, holding her and bringing her with me.“It burns a bit, but it feels kind of good. I’m so full and when you move it makes a warm feeling in my tummy and legs.” She blushes. I doubt she has ever really spoken about this kind of stuff with Gwynn, despite all the filthy books she reads, it’s different saying the words out loud. “It won’t happen like this every time. I promise I’ll make it up to you. You’ve been so brave, through all of this. You’re doing so well. I’m so proud
Rose’s POVI’m still straddled over Phoenix’ lap when I wake again, only this time the dull ache of his swollen cock has turned into more of a burning sting, and I let out a groan of discomfort before I’m awake enough to realise what I’m doing.I can see and feel how guilty he feels about our current predicament, and I’ve been trying not to let it show, but what was a kind of pleasant discomfort has now crossed the border into pain territory.“Here baby girl, have something to drink.” Phoenix brings a glass of water up to me and a suck gratefully from the straw. My mouth had felt like I’d eaten sand, and the cold water cools me from the inside.“Thank you.” I squeeze my eyes closed and curse inwardly as I move without thinking to try to take some of my weight off my knees. Phoenix doesn’t miss a beat, it’s like he can read my mind, and he wraps an arm behind me, rolling me onto my back so he is hovering above me again.“Aaaaah, shit.” I gasp as he accidentally pushes deeper during
Phoenix’ POV“Thanks Wolfie.” She murmurs as she closes her eyes and her body goes limp on soaked sheets. That can’t be comfortable but she is obviously exhausted. I feel my wolf soften at her nickname for him and I’m too stunned for words. ‘Don’t fucking think about it. She can call me whatever she wants. It’s still wolf or beast to you boy.’ My beast warns me before I can even fire off one of the dozens of smart arse remarks that come to mind. It’s a damn shame I need him right now, or I’d have some real fun at Wolfie’s expense. My cock settles down and returns to normal in a matter of minutes, and as I pull out, Rose whimpers in her half asleep state. The sheets are soaked and my cock is streaked with her virgin blood. The animal inside me loves the sight and wants to tell anyone and everyone she chose me, but the man who loves the woman he just claimed, knows that shouting it from the rooftops isn’t the way to go.Luckily she is too out of it to be embarrassed when I lower my
Rose’s POV A small ember of hope comes alive in my heart. I so desperately want it to be true, but I don’t dare allow myself to dream it. Phoenix was asking about granny Gwynn and her stories, and Wolfie wants to talk about the guys, me and granny. Could it be that what I thought were dreams are actually true? When I thought granny was a witch, it wasn’t my childish imagination playing games. That haunting voice I hear on and off, like a fading echo, could be more than just my imagination or my mind playing tricks on me. I could be going crazy. It would be understandable if I was losing my grip on reality, wouldn’t it? After all, that kind of stuff is hereditary, isn’t it? And granny was kind of loopy before she died.“Bro, Flower.” Jackson greets Phoenix and I and ruffles my hair affectionately just like he used to when I was a kid, as Phoenix deposits me on a stool at the breakfast bar. None of them have called me flower since… jeez, I must have been thirteen or fourteen. I didn’t
Phoenix’ POVMy brothers and I mind link about a plan to take Rose to get the rest of her stuff, as we pick over the last bits of dinner. I don’t want to bring up Antonellia in front of her and unless she mentions him. She won’t have any idea what happens to him when we get our hands on him. Actually, even if she asks, I won’t tell her anything other than he has been dealt with. I can’t wait for that day.‘Let’s get on with it then.’ My wolf is impatient to get down to business.“Let’s go and get comfy. My wolf wants to talk.” I lift Rose off her stool and she wraps her arms around my neck as I and carry her over to the sofa, my brothers all fallow behind us, keen to get some answers.I fuss for a minute, plumping Rose’s pillow, making sure she is tucked in with a blanket and her drink is easily within reach. When I notice my brothers all giving me shit eating grins and shaking their heads, I realise just how much has changed in the last couple of days.I am so far gone for this woman
Phoenix’ POVI could almost feel the sweat beading on my brow and running down my nose before dripping onto her perfectly pale skin, as if it’s really happening. Her chest moving rapidly, her tight nipples grazing my pecks and her otherworldly sapphire eyes gazing up at me. Her breaths are deep and gasping as a dive into her warm, velvety depths, sinking deeper and deeper with every thrust but never feeling like I truly own her, not on the level my soul cries out for. I need to own her completely, she is mine.I push myself harder, my toes digging into the mattress, my hands wrapped in her silky auburn hair as I try to anchor myself and keep her here, under me, right where she belongs, but I know I’m chasing an end that will never come. Even in my dreams, I can’t have her. My Rose, my little flower, she is far too precious to be tainted by the likes of me, I’m a monster.It’s the fifth time in as many days, that I have woken up with a stiff cock and sinking feeling deep in my gut that
Rose’s POVIt’s a beautiful evening really. The sun is only just peeking above the deep blue, ocean horizon, and the cool rippling water comes creeping slowly over my feet, depositing golden sand, which gently buries my toes.Grandma loves... loved... to watch the sunset. She would sometimes spend the whole afternoon baking a cake and chocolate chip cherry cookies, my favourites, and we would go down onto the sand with our hands full of goodies and a flask of tea, and watch the sun go down together. Some nights, we would stay out until way past my bedtime until the moon hung high above us. We would lay on a blanket, and she would sing the most hauntingly beautiful songs about make-believe worlds. I would give anything for just one more minute with her.That is why I chose this time of day to lay her to rest. Her simple coffin was carefully lowered into the ground, next to nine past generations of our family, including my parents. I have never felt as alone as I do now. Why did she hav
Rose’s POV The last time Phoenix visited was almost two years ago, but I knew he would show up around my birthday. It’s not every day a girl turns sixteen after all. He turned up in the evening after being away ‘on a job’ he said, and I ran right at him and into his arms when I saw him at the bottom of the steps. It had felt like forever, and something had changed in that time. I didn’t get the warm, safe embrace I had become accustomed to and looked forward to more than I realised.Instead of loving smiles, scooping me up and spinning with me in his arms before ruffling my hair and giving me the biggest bear hug, he was tense. His eyes were cold and hard, and in a clipped tone I had never heard from him before he told me to ‘wait for me’, then turned around and stalked away. He didn’t even look back. My chest felt heavy, like the world had come crashing down and landed right on top of me, and I sobbed in granny’s arms for hours that evening. It was my first taste of heartbreak, and
Phoenix’ POVMy brothers and I mind link about a plan to take Rose to get the rest of her stuff, as we pick over the last bits of dinner. I don’t want to bring up Antonellia in front of her and unless she mentions him. She won’t have any idea what happens to him when we get our hands on him. Actually, even if she asks, I won’t tell her anything other than he has been dealt with. I can’t wait for that day.‘Let’s get on with it then.’ My wolf is impatient to get down to business.“Let’s go and get comfy. My wolf wants to talk.” I lift Rose off her stool and she wraps her arms around my neck as I and carry her over to the sofa, my brothers all fallow behind us, keen to get some answers.I fuss for a minute, plumping Rose’s pillow, making sure she is tucked in with a blanket and her drink is easily within reach. When I notice my brothers all giving me shit eating grins and shaking their heads, I realise just how much has changed in the last couple of days.I am so far gone for this woman
Rose’s POV A small ember of hope comes alive in my heart. I so desperately want it to be true, but I don’t dare allow myself to dream it. Phoenix was asking about granny Gwynn and her stories, and Wolfie wants to talk about the guys, me and granny. Could it be that what I thought were dreams are actually true? When I thought granny was a witch, it wasn’t my childish imagination playing games. That haunting voice I hear on and off, like a fading echo, could be more than just my imagination or my mind playing tricks on me. I could be going crazy. It would be understandable if I was losing my grip on reality, wouldn’t it? After all, that kind of stuff is hereditary, isn’t it? And granny was kind of loopy before she died.“Bro, Flower.” Jackson greets Phoenix and I and ruffles my hair affectionately just like he used to when I was a kid, as Phoenix deposits me on a stool at the breakfast bar. None of them have called me flower since… jeez, I must have been thirteen or fourteen. I didn’t
Phoenix’ POV“Thanks Wolfie.” She murmurs as she closes her eyes and her body goes limp on soaked sheets. That can’t be comfortable but she is obviously exhausted. I feel my wolf soften at her nickname for him and I’m too stunned for words. ‘Don’t fucking think about it. She can call me whatever she wants. It’s still wolf or beast to you boy.’ My beast warns me before I can even fire off one of the dozens of smart arse remarks that come to mind. It’s a damn shame I need him right now, or I’d have some real fun at Wolfie’s expense. My cock settles down and returns to normal in a matter of minutes, and as I pull out, Rose whimpers in her half asleep state. The sheets are soaked and my cock is streaked with her virgin blood. The animal inside me loves the sight and wants to tell anyone and everyone she chose me, but the man who loves the woman he just claimed, knows that shouting it from the rooftops isn’t the way to go.Luckily she is too out of it to be embarrassed when I lower my
Rose’s POVI’m still straddled over Phoenix’ lap when I wake again, only this time the dull ache of his swollen cock has turned into more of a burning sting, and I let out a groan of discomfort before I’m awake enough to realise what I’m doing.I can see and feel how guilty he feels about our current predicament, and I’ve been trying not to let it show, but what was a kind of pleasant discomfort has now crossed the border into pain territory.“Here baby girl, have something to drink.” Phoenix brings a glass of water up to me and a suck gratefully from the straw. My mouth had felt like I’d eaten sand, and the cold water cools me from the inside.“Thank you.” I squeeze my eyes closed and curse inwardly as I move without thinking to try to take some of my weight off my knees. Phoenix doesn’t miss a beat, it’s like he can read my mind, and he wraps an arm behind me, rolling me onto my back so he is hovering above me again.“Aaaaah, shit.” I gasp as he accidentally pushes deeper during
Phoenix’ POVWe lay in silence for the next little while. I trail my fingers lazily up and down her back and she makes adorable little moaning noises when I pass over a certain spot between her shoulder blades.When she starts shifting her weight around trying to get comfy I realise how much my cock has swollen. It’s the strangest sensation. My skin feels tight and I can feel my pulse like my heart is right there, beating inside her.“Is it hurting baby?” I hold on to her as I try to shuffle myself up the pillows, holding her and bringing her with me.“It burns a bit, but it feels kind of good. I’m so full and when you move it makes a warm feeling in my tummy and legs.” She blushes. I doubt she has ever really spoken about this kind of stuff with Gwynn, despite all the filthy books she reads, it’s different saying the words out loud. “It won’t happen like this every time. I promise I’ll make it up to you. You’ve been so brave, through all of this. You’re doing so well. I’m so proud
Rose’s POV The searing pain makes my eyes water and I’m pretty sure I’ll never walk the same way again. But after a few minutes of him staying still, my body seems to accept his invasion, and I need him to move. When he does, my God, I almost skin his poor arms with my nails. The full feeling of his cock forcing my insides apart with every deep thrust, he overfills me, and I’m overcome with an all consuming feeling of possession.This is what I've wanted and needed for so long. This connection to him and knowing that we are as close as two people can possibly be. I was scared when I realised what he is, but then my heart has wanted this bond with him for so long. A mate bond that transcends the mundane kind of love I wasn't sure I would ever find. ‘Mine.’ A voice growls in my head. Huh. I don’t usually, actually hear my thoughts.The pleasure pulling me towards him is different than the way his fingers made me feel. Like the heavy feeling deep in my tummy is stronger, deeper even.
Phoenix’ POV I need a few minutes to calm the fuck down and process. The bed is soaked, and so are we. I’ve seen videos of women squirting, but I always kind of thought it was edited or whatever. Seeing Rose come apart like that, fuck, it was everything I’ve dreamed of and more.“How are you feeling baby girl?” I prop my head up, leaning on one elbow so I can see her face. She looks lost and perhaps confused and I can’t help feeling a little proud that I did this to her. She will have all of my firsts, just like I will have hers, and that was a hell of a start.“That was... I had no idea... how did you?” she mumbles, panting to catch her breath.“The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I’m so lucky you are mine, I’ll never forget that or take you for granted Rose.” My heart pounds against my sternum as I realise how truly and madly in love with her I am. Of course I can’t tell her that now, I wouldn’t want her to think it’s a heat of the moment declaration, but I will show her exac
Rose’s POVWhen he asked me to let him enjoy me, I thought it was a simple throw away comment, but he didn’t move until I nodded yes. I love that he wants to make sure I’m comfortable and happy with what’s happening. I’ve not seen this soft side of him since we first met. He was always about rules, what I could and couldn’t do, making sure granny Gwynn kept me away from anything he viewed as a threat, which was everything. He never asked, only told. In what feel like less than a second he moves down my body, leaving a scorching trail with his tongue. My skin is super sensitive and his warm breath makes the little hairs everywhere stand on end. His eyes catch mine looking down at him and the hunger in them makes me feel like prey, and he is going to devour me. “Spread your legs baby girl. Let me see what’s mine.” He kneels between my legs and gazes down at my pussy, bare and open to him as I part my knees further. I should be embarrassed, but the way he drinks in the view makes my hea
Phoenix’ POVShe looks terrified, and my twisted mind finds it adorable. I doubt she knows she’s even doing it, but she is rubbing her legs together like a little grass hopper. I can see her juices glistening on her thighs. Her palms are flat against the wall behind her and she glances at the door, but she makes no attempt to run.She is terrified, because she wants this. She wants me. Despite knowing what I am, she still wants me.“This is your last chance to run baby girl, because if you don’t, if you choose to stay, there is no taking this back. It’s forever.” I say the words, but even if she chose to run, I would chase her down. Fuck, I think my wolf would get off on the chase.“I’m already yours Phoenix.” She pants as I step closer, nudging my knee between her legs, parting them until her hot, wet cunt is soaking my thigh. Her hard, puckered nipples graze my chest as I lean in to take her hands in mine.The silence is only broken by our panting breaths as I lift her arms above he