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BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Chasing her
Freya rattled the handle of the door hard, still surprised when it didn’t budge. “Open the door!” She pounded on it but the footsteps receded, leaving her trapped. A prisoner once again? She was livid. She abandoned the door and ran to the window and she laughed sardonically when she found it reinforced by bars. Not ordinary bars, she realised as she put all of her strength into trying to bend it and it didn’t budge. “Oh he has no idea who he’s dealing with!” She growled and ran to the closet, holding up her prize a moment later. The bejewelled pin would do. She dropped into a crouch in front of the door and jammed the pin in, getting to work. It was more difficult than it looked as the door was no regular door. It was meant to contain someone like her but the king had never met ‘her’ in person. It took her a few minutes but she finally heard the telltale click and she smiled with satisfaction. The plan had changed. She refused to be here when the king came looking for her again.
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Burning desires
The kiss was the softest of touches, Riordan’s lips grazing hers helplessly.. once, twice. It was an impulsive move on his side in the heat of the moment and they both froze because dammit, she didn’t expect it. Nor did she expect him to taste so good. Her lips tingled and Freya forgot to shut her eyes, buried underneath the onslaught of desire that serenaded her body. He realised immediately what a mistake it was. A dam of craving was breaking open and the both of them were in danger of drowning. Riordan pulled back slowly, staring at her lips hungrily and Freya hated herself for her weakness because in that moment, she craved him more than any other thing. She yanked her wrists from his grip and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, dragging him back down and her lips collided with his. The dam broke. With a growl, Riordan claimed her lips fully in a passionate duel and she moaned silently as she kissed him back. He grabbed her ass and crushed her into his rigid cock as his finger dr
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Secrets of the king..
King Ardelan rose when Freya entered, a brilliant grin on his face.“Miss Reynette.” He said and pulled a chair for her. She sat gingerly, trying to read the room. The king sat beside her and clapped his hands once. The next second, the servants streamed into the room with trays laden with food. “I hear there was some difficulty locating you.” King Ardelan said. “I had an urge to visit the gardens, I didn’t know the guards would cause such a fuss. I’m not mistaken to think I’m free to go as I please am I?” She asked and the king laughed. “You are my guest. You are free to do as you will. Tell me next time you feel an urge to see the gardens, I shall escort you myself.”He personally poured her a glass of wine and she watched his profile. What was his game?“Tell me about yourself, Miss Reynette.” He said and she shrugged. “I’d rather not bore Your Majesty with details about my life.” Said Freya. “I insist.” He replied. Reynette... what about her? Freya made it all up as they ate
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Curiouser than the cat
Freya stepped into the ball on the king’s arms and everyone grew mute, watching her with wide curious eyes. “The king of Ilryia, King Ardelan, first of his name!” He was announced. The entire room flowed into respectful bows and curtsies as the both of them walked down the red carpet. “It gives me no greater joy to have the most beautiful woman in the room on my arms.” King Ardelan whispered in her ears and she smiled. She hadn’t given him a definite response but she couldn’t deny his offer was a gift horse and she would be stupid to reject it outright. They both played a game, but at the end of the day one of them would play it better. “Such words of flattery from you, Your Majesty.” She replied and he smiled. “I’ve never uttered words more genuine.” He said. She couldn’t see Riordan but she felt his gaze like a piercing arrow on her skin. He dared much, not lowering his eyes like the rest of he others. Could he tell his time was counting down?“Arise!” The king announced and
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The red room
The more Freya watched, the more obvious it was that Riordan was doing something he ought not to. She followed him discreetly as he skulked down the hallway and from her perch, she saw a pair of guards approached the corner with him. Her heart lurched and she just barely stopped herself from shouting a warning but the next moment, Riordan was nowhere to be found. The guards went through the hallway and she watched as Riordan dropped down from the roof. Her relief was met with disgust. Was she really going to be so stupid as to call out a warning to him earlier? Riordan picked up pace, heading deeper into the castle and she cursed colourfully as she realised she couldn’t follow him on the roof anymore. She swung in through the window silently and went after him. Or she tried to, because after a few minutes she had to confess that she lost him. “Looking for me?” She heard behind her and spun around, her dagger at the ready. “Were you following me?” He bit out angrily and she scoffe
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The king’s collar
“Melanie.” Freya said, confused. “I’m sorry Freya.” She said and blew into her fist. The entire room exposed with mermaid dust and instantly, the magic seized hold of Freya’s body. She collapsed to the ground, immobilised. Anger swept through her and she gritted her teeth and pushed against the fog pressing on her mind but the magic held her down, making her unable to move a muscle. She watched through the colourful dust as Melanie entered the room and lifted the box from inside the hidden floor. Inside the clear box was a dark collar, so black it seemed to drink the light from around it. She stopped struggling, the collar stealing her attention as it seemed to pulse. Melanie held it up and a high keening sound filled the air, piercing her ears and jarring her. It was coming from the collar, eerily similar to the sound she heard before she passed out in that alley earlier. She struggled to cover her ears against the terrible sound but she couldn’t, it was everywhere; in her ears an
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Her unexpected visitor
That evening, Freya did not wait for the king to summon her, she went to him. He rose from his throne when he saw her and the throne room grew silent as she approached and dropped into a curtsy. “Everyone, out.” He ordered curtly. Important men were seated all around the throne room and they cleared their throat, obviously balking at the rude dismissal. King Ardelan glanced at them in question, and they all rose, muttering their pleasantries as they filed out. “To what do I owe this pleasant visit?” He asked her as he planted a kiss on her knuckles. “You said you’d personally escort me the next time I had a craving to see the gardens. I figured you’d need saving from the overdrawn meetings of the day.” She said and he laughed. “You couldn’t have been more right.” Replied King Ardelan. She offered him her arm and he took it. There was no mention of a missing collar nor any hint of suspicion in his eyes. Did he not notice yet or was she clear of his suspicion entirely?“How do you
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES You’re mine, Shadow
Riordan’s control was close to snapping. He ignored his wolf’s roar to take her and painstakingly waited for her to make her choice. “I’ve waited too long.” He told her. “I need you.”Her eyes widened and she fought a battle within herself but he didn’t make it any easier for her. Resting on his elbow, his hand slid up her smooth soft thigh, closer and closer to that part where he knew she wanted him the most. “Let me taste you.” He whispered and his hand slid higher. Her breath hitched and her rosy lips parted. A shot of lust speared into his cock and thickened it, and he had a picture of those soft lips wrapped around his cock. There was no way she could deny him, not when they were created for each other in the first place. He claimed her lips in a hard kiss and she let out a little moan at the back of her throat, the sound that never failed to drive him mad. With a growl, he dragged his lips from hers and gripped the shift that teased his imagination since he gazed upon her. A
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