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BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Teasing her man
Freya didn’t know how long they fucked. After he marked her and she marked him, it got even more intense. Somehow, they found their way back to the clearing, amid harried touches and urgent mating. The sun rose and met them, and Riordan carried her into a cave. “Eat.” He’d tried to order her but he might as well have been speaking alien. She wasn’t interested in food and he soon gave up trying to feed her when she raised her rump in the air and wiggled it. She knew he couldn’t resist her. His face got dark and he came after her and she was slamming him home before her back touched the ground. Just when she felt boneless and her head felt like it was made of clouds and she felt like she could fly, like she couldn’t possibly take one more second of sex, he rolled over her, fisting his cock as he rubbed his rigid shaft against her pussy, stroking her appetite back up and he was slamming home inside her again. She was alive, she was lust and desire and she was sex. She laughed, exhilar
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The Awaited
Freya ran away with her stolen cargo and the entire time she berated herself. What was she doing acting like some misplaced hero in a dying movie? She was nobody’s hero and by the time Riordan joined them several miles later, she was angry at herself. She came to a halt and got down from the horse, putting the little girl down unceremoniously. Perhaps it was her cute tiny face that lured her into that chivalry because even now she could feel her countenance softening again. She glanced at Riordan helplessly. “What are we to do with a kid?” She asked him and he folded his arms and watched her. “I should be asking you that.” He replied and she huffed. Of course he was no use now. She crouched in front of the girl and smiled. “Hello. My name is Freya, how about you?” She asked. The little girl said nothing, her wide eyes stark with fear. She cleared her throat and tried again. “I won’t hurt you. Those men, why were they going to burn you?” He asked her and she flinched and shook h
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Erasing the memory of his old lovers
The next day, before they could reach the destination that they intended to hand Fiona over, Freya decided to put her to the test secretly. “What will the weather be like today?” She asked her. Her eyes turned that strange clear colour again before she spoke. “It will rain heavily.” She replied. “Fur heavy in weight, the smell of dampness, trailing mud into the Maria’s home.”Freya’s lips twitched and she could not believe she was ever stupid enough to worry about anything that came out of her mouth. The sky was fucking clear, with no signs of clouds in the distance. Freya laughed, feeling light and airy, her burdens burned away. Obviously Fiona was too young to have any reliable predictions; too young and having gone through too much trauma. Of course she claimed to see things. But then two hours later, the same clear sky from earlier darkened ominously and then the skies opened above them, so torrentially that they had to wait a few minutes for the worst to pass. She glanced sha
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Home sweet home
Freya couldn’t remember a time she felt so happy. She woke up with a smile on her face early in the morning and she felt around for him. She was sure it was not a dream last night that he joined her later in the night. He was here, insatiable as ever as he worshiped her body, neither of them caring about the noise they made together when they found that rhythm that could unmake stars and even worlds. She felt only he empty bed now and she groaned as she opened her eyes. Where on earth did he go so early?She crawled out of bed, singing some jaunty tune she probably heard from some drunkard and pulling her hair up into a ponytail as she padded to the bathroom. She passed by the mirror and her heart lurched, stopped in her chest as her steps faltered. She took two steps backwards until she was looking into the mirror again and her horrified eyes were glued to the large bruise on the inside of her arm. Abandoning her hair, she ran closer to the mirror and examined her nakedness. There,
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The Tormentor
One bad thing about being tortured by The king of Darkness, the bastard sure knew how to torture!She hung on reinforced chains in the darkness, far underground away from civilisation. The only noise was her breathing, hitched as she tried not to irritate her broken ribs. Rats crawled over her led and cockroaches darted in and out of her tattered clothes. “Fuck.” She whispered. This was the little prelude she had before the Tormeter, a hooded bastard whom even Freya had never seen his face resumed experimenting what combination of bones he could break to make her sing. Worse than the pain on her skin and in her bones though, was the poison that ravaged her blood. She shuddered as she felt her blood heat up again, new bruises appearing on her skin. She had lost count of how long she had been down here but she knew she was running out of time. That poison was the reason why she’d had to leave Riordan, why he must surely be going crazy thinking she fooled him into letting down his gua
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The Rescue
One day earlier...Riordan was enraged. He saw red as he turned the house upside down, checking every nook and cranny for the adult woman he left here what felt like seconds ago!Fiona finally woke up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes and looking around in confusion. “Where is she?” He snarled. “Who? Freya?” She asked. “She left.”It felt like somebody grabbed a hold of his heart and yanked it out of his chest. “What do you mean she left?” He growled. The little girl’s eyes widened and she took a terrified step back, her eyes filling with tears as she didn’t fully understand that his rage was not directed at her. “I think you should step out and calm yourself.” Maria slid between him and Fiona, pulling the little girl close. His beast rattled his cage mightily in his chest and he grasped his hair, pulling frantically. She left, she left, she left. His heart pounded, in sync with the pounding of his head. He felt tattered, volatile, like he was fraying at the edges. “She fucking
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES The predator becomes hunted
Freya hummed a jaunty tune as she walked down the busy street, her spirits so high she felt like she could fly. A little boy ran screaming from his older brother and bumped into her. The boy changed direction and continued running without looking back and Freya didn't even cuss, or drag him back screaming. These days, she felt different.It was just three days since Riordan broke her out, after which they set up house back in his home and he fucked the senses out of her brain. A smile graced her lips as she remembered his hunger, his insatiable appetite. She could live like this forever. It was her first time out here amongst people in so long and finally, she felt like she was a part of this society, no longer an outcast looking in. “Beautiful lady , what will you get from us?” A lady selling trinkets asked. A pair of rings called out to her and the woman crowed immediately. “You have an eye for beautiful things.” She lifted the rings. “These are the ying and yang rings. Once you
BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES Soldiers of the Wild Hunt
“The Wild Hunt?” She asked, a foreboding shiver running down her spine. “Shinay?”They looked at the attacking Council dogs, still locked into motion and behind their skeletal faces, she could swear she felt derision. “We shall kill all of your enemies for you.” They declared. The Wild Hunt, Freya grasped to understand this impossibility taking place in front of her very eyes. She was stuck between a rock and a hard place and so she said nothing as they made a chittering noise amongst themselves and met the Council dogs mid-lunge. Time resumed again and it was her first time seeing the Council dogs falter. To them, the Wild Hunt materialised from thin air and though shaken, all six of them fought to their very last breath. If Freya wasn’t so wary of what she just unlocked, she would have appreciated the beauty really. The Undead to fight the Undead, it was a fight that should be written down in details for the histories. From their very first collision, the battle was a short and
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