~ Emmy ~"What's with the demands? I know what to do!" I lied and made a tentative fist around his huge steel, stroking it up and down, wondering about the friction, if it felt good and if I was holding it correctly. Did I have a good tempo? Shit, why was it so warm, was it meant to be? I was in such a state of discovery that I felt my core tighten in another wave of arousal, forcing a husky whimper from my lips, that I regretted the second I heard the growl that ripped from his throat. His eyes let me know he knew just how turned-on I was. "Enjoying yourself, little dove." He purred seductively, the way he said my nickname alone enough to make my pussy drool. Fuck he was killing me, and he wasn't even touching me...yet!"Fuck you!" I laughed, clenching my thighs, begging my pussy to behave. "I will later, but now I want you to stroke me harder like the good girl; I know you want to be for me." My body's response to his words was so utterly unexpected that my hands paused. "Whose
~ Matteo ~"She did warn you!" Blaze barked out with a laugh that made my eyes roll."I know she did, but surely she knows how much that shit hurts!" I groaned, my hands tight in her hair, giving it a yank as I pushed her back off her knees to her ass with a snarl. "Bight my balls again, baby, and you won't be walking straight for a week," I added with a firmness twisted into my tone, that given how her face screwed up, I knew she understood. "Promises, promises!" She provoked with a pout playing on her lips, she looked up at me from where she lay on the floor, and I had to fight the urge to flip her onto her stomach and spank that rebellious little ass of hers. "Later?" Blaze asked in excitement."Maybe!" I laughed with a subtle roll of my eyes as I watched my girl glare at me. "You are a little overdressed, don't you think!" I nodded to the jammies she still wore, "Considering I am naked." I added, motioning to my body with pride; I had spent many hours in the gym working up a s
~ Matteo ~ I saw her hands reach for the front of my thighs more confidently than earlier, and still, the sensations from her touch drove me crazy. She leaned forward, presenting me with a seductive view down the front of her body: delicate but sore tits from last night's fun, narrow and pointy, visible almost to the nipples that I was determined to enjoy again very soon. "I love your tits!" I groaned as I watched those practised fingers as she worked with single-minded determination to trail them across my hips, down my legs to my thighs, scratching at me here and there for a reaction I had steeled myself against this time."You bit me here last night." Emmy laughed, her eyes narrowed on mine in what I assumed to be a warning."I did, and you liked it if I recall." I teased, trailing my fingers across her plump lips."I did... I liked the reminder of you all day; you were right!" She grinned up at me playfully."And this wasn't enough of a reminder?" I asked, leaning down to pinc
~ Emmy ~The truth is, I have never really liked the idea of giving blow jobs. Well, not really, anyway; it was just not the main item on the menu when I found myself alone and playing. I could never make up my mind if I really enjoyed the thought or not."And now?" Rae asked as I lowered my lips around Matteo. "I don't mind it!" I admitted as I slowly bobbed back up. I had thought it impossible to fully take him in my mouth, yet here I was doing my best to try. I think because of how I was raised, sex was not something we discussed, let alone practised; having spent years with it drummed into me through childhood and my teens, I needed to build a wall between my actions and my sexuality. I had a bit of resentment for the act. So every time I rebelled and am lost in thoughts of kink, my hand tries to go down below; all I see is my damn Mother glaring at me like a sinner!Not that she ever ever took me to one side and told me anything about sex and my body; no one told us girls anyth
~ Matteo ~Staring up at the ceiling, I felt the irritating pull in my stomach return. I had been having the same sensation all fucking night, and it was starting to get on my nerves. Although not as much as my love-sick Wolf's internal howling was!"Regret, you mean?" Blaze chimed in for the millionth time tonight; I knew he was about to moan at me for the decision I made earlier, and honestly, I was over this conversation! "I don't regret it!" I snapped, placing my arms behind my head for support as I watched the earlier morning light dance across the ceiling. "Really? So you are ok with getting your dick sucked and then leaving the room without a fucking word.." He yapped like it was the worst crime I could commit."You're being dramatic." I barked, closing my eyes as if that would drown out his incisive bullshit. "I told her I had an early start! I wasn't lying!" I added with a heavy sigh, which I knew betrayed my words."Yeah, because that was what she wanted to hear after she
~ Emmy ~ Sleep hadn't come easily last night; I felt like I spent most of the night tossing and turning, trying to push the anger down and dismiss the hurt I felt at Matteo's actions from my heart. I wasn't exactly known for being a morning person anyway, but now, as the morning sun kissed my face, I wanted to scream and beg for just a few more minutes of sleep.. minutes that we all knew meant hours. Sighing heavily, I kicked the bedding off me like a two-year-old throwing a tantrum; grabbing my pillow from behind me, I pulled it over my face and screamed into it, refusing to allow Matteo to hear me and think he had got the upper hand, and I was bothered. "Fuck him! And his magnificent dick! I am done with him!" I hissed to myself. "Liar!" Rae laughed, and I chose to ignore it. I turned to look at the time, hoping I hadn't missed Matteo this morning; I wanted to talk to him about last night before he left again. "6 am!" I screeched as my eyes settled on the clock on the bedside
~Emmy ~"Do you want coffee?" I asked Samuel; he had arrived ten minutes ago and had yet to speak to me. I had met him a few times, one of which was at the auction house, so I knew he knew exactly who I was and where I came from. The second was the morning after; he had been present when Matteo had killed someone for touching me. "Maybe that's why he won't talk to me? He is scared Matteo will hurt him too!" I whispered to Rae, who snorted in reply."No, it's because the stick is too far up his ass; he is scared to talk in case you see it." She laughed, and I felt my lips twitch at the corners as if sensing my inner conversations; Samuel looked over at me, his face tight. "Coffee?" I asked again, but he shook his head and looked back at the hallway as if it would make Matteo hurry up. "He won't be out for a while, Sammy. You might as well sit with me!" I grinned, patting the seat beside me. "It's Samuel! And I am fine here." He muttered, his eyes harshly observing me. Smiling beaut
~ Matteo ~"Look, Alpha." Samuel tried to justify himself the second I pulled the door to the limo open and slid inside."Shut up!!" I snapped, anger vibrating off me so much that a wise man would have listened and done as I asked. "But.." Apparently, Samuel was not as wise as I thought. Sliding into my seat, I pulled the door closed, and with a final look up at the penthouse, I tapped the ceiling, signalling the driver to pull out. "I shouldn't have said what I did; I am sorry, Alpha," Samuel admitted his tone, although sincere, felt weak. I had also heard the tone of his outburst back in the apartment and knew that although he was genuinely sorry now, those concerns from earlier were real and were not going to vanish just like that."Then why did you?" I asked, without looking at him, mostly because I didn't trust myself not to explode, and this was a new limo I didn't want to break into another! For all her faults, Emmy was still my mate.. and Blaze and I didn't appreciate how he
~ Emmy ~I awoke with a start, my heart pounding in my chest, my body drenched in sweat. The darkness around me felt oppressive, the dream lingering like a heavy fog in my mind. I could still see my mother’s haunted eyes, and hear her desperate pleas. But what had she whispered? What was it that I wasn’t supposed to know?Rae stirred within me, sensing my turmoil. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice echoing softly in my mind.“I saw her, Rae,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I saw my mother. She was running from something, a creature... and she handed me over to the Ma who raised me. She said I must never know what I am, that I am in danger. But she whispered something I couldn’t hear.” Rae was silent for a moment, processing my words. “Dreams can be powerful, Emmy. They can show us things from our past, our deepest fears, or even glimpses of the future. Whatever it is your mother whispered, it’s important. When we are out of this cave we will work it out, I promise.” I took a deep
~ Emmy ~My feet moved quickly, hoping to find shelter from the prying eyes I felt boring into my back. Eventually, I came to a grand staircase that spiralled down into what looked like a vast hall below. Taking a deep breath, I started down the stairs, avidly aware of the fact I was naked, filthy and smelt like arse. My mind raced with thoughts of what might await me. I had to stay focused and strong. "Emmy, you’ve got this," I told myself. This place, no matter how enchanting, would not break me.As I reached the bottom of the staircase, I found myself in a grand hall that was even more extravagant than the room I had started in. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their crystals sparkling in the candlelight. Marble floors gleamed beneath my feet, and towering columns lined the room, their surfaces carved with intricate patterns that seemed to tell a story of their own."Someone hasn't heard of the saying less is more." I marvelled aloud as I looked around the rather over-th
~ Emmy ~ Rae had exhausted herself running through the demonic realm and had finally given me control while she slept. We were hidden away in a dark cave, the air thick and heavy with the scent of sulphur and despair. She had commanded me to stay put, to rest, but sitting still had never been my strong suit. "It's just a while longer." I sighed as I looked around the cave. It was pitch black, and the silence was suffocating, I could hear the distant echoes of tortured souls, the cries of the damned: not exactly helping me relax. My heart ached with the weight of hopelessness, and I started to feel despair creeping into my soul."Ahhh, this is killing me." I moaned loudly. Unable to sit still any longer, I began to pace the cave. Every step felt like a rebellion against the darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. My eyes slowly adjusted to the inky blackness, but there was little to see beyond the jagged walls and the occasional scatter of bones. My mind raced with thoughts of
~ Matteo ~ "So, what's your plan?" I requested Evelyn, as I rejoined the group. Wyatt by my side a silent pact had been made between us, and it would stay silent until we had Emmy and Lula back. As if understanding the situation Levi and Hank nodded to Everlyn and the book she had pulled out of her bag."We need to infiltrate the wedding," Evelyn declared, her tone resolute. "We can use the gathering to our advantage. With so many supernatural beings in one place, it'll be chaotic. It'll give us a chance to find Emmy and Lula, and possibly stop Wyatt's father before he completes whatever ritual he's planning." I nodded slowly, the wheels in my mind turning. It was risky, but Evelyn was right. This could be our best chance to strike. "Alright," I said. "What do you need from us?""We need to sneak into the wedding," Evelyn began to outline her plan with a determined expression, her green eyes flickering with urgency. "With Wyatt's father demanding everyone come to hell to show loyalt
~Matteo ~I stood in the clubhouse, irritation boiling just beneath the surface. The door had been left unlocked—a careless mistake that could cost lives, especially since we had just been attacked. I was about to rip Levi a new one, despite Hank trying to defend his brother's idiocy, when I noticed Levi talking with a woman. I paused, listening to their conversation. "She is his mate, the witch?" I mouthed to Hank who nodded, a slight glimmer of jealousy shining in his eyes. Which I guessed was down to the fact that she was striking. Her rich, deep auburn hair fell in loose waves down to her shoulders, catching the dim light and adding a warmth to the otherwise grim room. Her piercing green eyes, sharp and intelligent, missed nothing as they darted around, assessing every detail. Except apparently the group of wolves behind her! Regardless they held a depth that spoke of experience and resilience, something that drew my attention.Her skin was fair, almost glowing, hinting at time s
~ Wyatt ~Levi and I travelled back to the club using my powers of teleportation. As we landed, I couldn’t help but smirk when he doubled over, retching onto the floor. It was a sight I had grown accustomed to, one that never failed to amuse me.“Magic doesn’t suit everyone,” I teased, clapping him on the back as he wiped his mouth. “You’d think dating a witch would toughen you up a bit, but here you are, still can’t stomach a simple teleportation spell.”Levi shot me a glare, but his usual retort was missing. He was too tense, too on edge to indulge in the back-and-forth banter battle that seemed to be 'our thing'. I understood why. The club was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to its usual hustle and bustle. Everyone had dispersed, off to complete their tasks, leaving the place feeling empty and hollow.I took a seat at the bar, leaning back as I watched Levi pace back and forth. "What's up squirrel?" I asked as he rounded to look at me."Squirrel?" He repeated his nose screwed up wi
~ Emmy ~ From out of the shadows, the winged beast emerged, its massive black wings unfurling and casting an ominous shadow over the already bleak landscape. Fear gripped me and Rae, our shared anxiety intensifying as the creature drew closer. This time, we could see it more clearly, and the sight was enough to make my blood run cold.The beast was monstrous, its eyes glowing with a malevolent fire. Its teeth were jagged and pointed, each one coated in the blood of its victims, gleaming sickeningly in the dim red light that permeated the realm. The talons on its feet were sharp and shining, looking like they could easily pierce through Rae’s fur and flesh.Rae’s instincts screamed at her to run, but she stood her ground, her body tense and ready to react. I could feel her muscles coiled like springs, prepared to leap or dodge at the slightest hint of an attack.“We have to stay calm,” I whispered to her, trying to steady my own racing heart. “We can’t outrun it, but maybe we can outs
~ Matteo ~ "And who do you think you are?" Mr White sneered, his smirk faltering, replaced by a flash of anger and fear. He leaned forward, trying to regain his composure. In the balcony door reflection, I watched as Samuel leaned in, matching his intensity. "The end of the line for you, I am afraid." He chortled, uncaring for his feelings. "Unless you can give me the information I need," I announced as I turned from the balcony, happy that my pack were doing their jobs. "I am afraid I am going to have to let Samuel here tear you apart..." "He will have to get in line.." Hank growled from the other side of me, a smile splitting my lips. "You all will," Blaze announced through the pack link. "So shall we.." I motioned for Mr White to give me what I needed. As I spoke, I felt Blaze, my wolf, stir within me, a growl rumbling in the depths of my mind. He was as repulsed by this place as I was, and his presence gave me the strength to confront the monster before us. This auction hous
~ Matteo ~Sighing I fought to keep Blaze's temper in check, which was a struggle given that I felt my body humming with his rage. Though I had once participated in these auctions, buying women from him, knowing that he was the cause of Emmy's painful journey into my world, gnawed at me."Matteo!" Mr. White exclaimed, his voice as oily as his appearance. He tried to mask his nervousness with a wide, insincere grin. "Welcome, welcome! And your friends, of course. How is Emmy doing? Serving you well, I hope?" I clenched my jaw, ready to respond, but Samuel stepped forward, cutting me off. "What are tonight's auctions?" he asked, his voice sharp and to the point. Mr. White blinked, taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure. "Ah, yes, the auctions," he conveyed, rubbing his hands together. "Tonight, we have three very special women up for bid." He gestured grandly, as if presenting fine art. "First, we have a young woman from the northern territories. Blonde, blue-eyed, v