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Orian's pov I pulled the covers on her, withdrawing a bit as she stirred and placed her arm under her chin. When she settled again, I reached out my hand, threading my fingers through her silky blonde locks, and began to stroke her hair, a small smile forming on my lips when she leaned into my giving me more way to the full length of her hair and I took advantage of it, running my fingers through her hair as it flowed down her back.I got bolder when she let out a low moan, my fingers traveling from her hair to her face. Grazing across her forehead and brows. I trailed the bridge of her nose and sampled the softness of her cheeks before running my thumb across her jaw.My fingers creeped her lips, tracing the seam of the soft rosy flesh imagining how sublime it would be if I was to lean in and kiss her. I brought my thumb to the small part between the lips pushing in slightly and she moved to capture my thumb in her mouth, wrapping her lips around it.What is she dre
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Orian’s pov The scent of her arousal was too good, if I could bottle it up and breathe it instead of air, I would.She was so damned soaked and I avoided the entrance to her cunt just keeping my finger's between her lips and avoiding her clit. I rubbed against it faster and faster determined to make her squirt. I watched as her breathing increased and she was bucking hard against the bed till she whimpered and I felt warm fluid gush out, hitting my jaw spreading to my face.I lifted my head and positioned my face right above her cunt, unashamedly welcoming the hot liquid as she sprayed it on me. I mewled as she drenched me with it and she let out tiny moans at the euphoric high she was on.I leaned back when she was done withdrawing my hands, her squirt covering my face and dripping down it to my clothes reminding me that I had just pleased her in her sleep and I think we both thoroughly enjoyed it. My cock strained hard against my pants, blood
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Orian's pov There was only one thing on my mind as I took a scalding hot shower, wincing as water met with the unhealed scars on my back.Amara's safety.I wasn't comfortable leaving her here unprotected while getting out of the castle grounds and even with the extra security measures I would have to take, I will still be concerned about her getting harmed while I was away.I know she can fight but in this situation, it was different. She's a deep sleeper and I fear she might react too late if danger was to come, giving the enemy the upper hand, hopefully, her wolf would be more alert than she is and protect her human.I got out of the bathroom naked with my towel hung around my neck and hair dripping wet. I didn't mind the cold air that kissed my bare skin which would cause any other person to shiver but I was immune to it.I passed by the broken mirror at the dressing table, not once glancing at it so I wouldn't catch a reflection of myself even in its broken st
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Orian’s povI looked at the clock and then the table, my eyes resting on the chess board and back to the door. He loved playing games which meant I had to rack my brain to find whatever it is I am looking for. The worse part is I have no idea what I am trying to find. No idea what it looked or felt like. I just needed to find something and have him recount the tale of how everything happened almost fifteen years ago.The clock chimed and I looked back at it and then at the chessboard. Think Orian, Think! I had to use my skills from back in the days when pre-teen me stole food and broke into stores to survive. Clock, chess, door. I recited them in my head, "Chess, he loves playing games, clock? Clock? Maybe a secret passage behind the clock? Too easy, door? It's an entrance!" I looked at the clock and it chimed, as it chimed moonlight flittered through the curtains landing on the table. Maybe lifting the chess game will reveal something? Too easy as well because if you wanted to hide
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Orian's pov I had to let myself in Nexus's home after being ignored despite ringing the doorbell severally. My guess for his unacknowledgment of my arrival was him being still mad at me and it was understandable.I called his name a couple of times and made my way to the sitting room which was surprisingly empty as it was his favorite spot in the house, especially at night. The television was on, displaying some archaic white and black movie. I picked the remote with an eye roll and put it off.I proceeded toward the stairs making my way to the sitting room on the first floor as he would most probably be there.I set foot into it and froze in shock at the sight before me, my insides twisting with mere disgust and my brain scarred yet again.Nexus was on one of the seats, his head was thrown back with the weirdest of noises coming from him, and a dark-haired woman was on her knees before him with her mouth where he wanted as he moved her head.They were both stark
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Hope you all are doing well?💋💋💋Amara's pov I didn't know which could be termed more infuriating.Waking up from an erotic dream of a man who I had grown to despise over the night or waking up with a room filled with so many roses and separate petals that I spat some out of my mouth, ten red sweaters with different exquisite necklines on a hanger placed before the bed and me finding myself half naked with unknown sticky liquid over my belly and some on my lips.Puppy Orian was delighted to play with the scattered roses but I wasn't. I wasn't pleased by the sight nor was I pleased by the sweaters. For the first time I hated roses and my favorite color red knowing they came from the one man I should plunge my dagger deep into his chest.The dream I had emerged in my head as I brushed off roses lifting myself from the bed. I went beet red, cheeks heating in embarrassment and belly furling with heat remembering how I was tied to the bed with my legs clamping arou
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Amara’s povI was busy playing with my puppy and reading my sweet historical romances through out the rest of the morning when the sounds of a carriage pulling into the compound caught my attention.I got out of the room and ran to the window at the end of the hallway to see Orian step out from it and my heart jumped as I caught his pleasant form stepping gracefully from the carriage with his Hand around his stick and fingers wiping at his forehead.A part of me was looking forward to breakfast because of his invite but he never showed up hence there wasn't a need for me to go downstairs.And now he was here after missing breakfast and I wondered what kept him.I gazed at the carriage seeing the weird symbol of snakes on it and my heart dropped to my stomach as Imelda came down from it with a smile. She tipped her head up to whisper something in his ear, they were so close, he didn't push her away tears welled in my eyes at the sight before me, and sadness spread across my chest makin
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Cause you all asked to hear from the OGs☺️☺️☺️☺️Nyx's pov My nose wrinkled at the stench of blood wafting through it causing my insides to twist and the little breakfast I had threatened to come up. I should have listened to Lycus, shouldn't have come down here especially when I hadn't fully recovered. I should be in bed letting him take care of this but the guilt I had which was associated with Amara's disappearance wouldn't let me lay on my sick bed while everyone around me worked on getting her back.I can do this, I took in a deep breath trying to compose myself despite her disappearance causing my illness, I couldn't back down and rest. I didn't have a series of miscarriages only to be brought down by this and not play an active part in finding our daughter.Having Regrets already? Lycus's voice sounded through the mind link breaking through my thoughts with butterflies fluttering in my belly like I was hearing it for the first time. It was calming, reassurin
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Orian's pov"Your majesty." A hand shook my shoulder with much force as the voice called out and I jerked raising my head to see Emery standing before me with a look of worry in her eyes, "Ah, I was worried when you weren't replying for a while...""Emery." I got up from the floor and brushed my hands on my pants, "Is Amara well? Is she alright?"She gave me a sad look and took in a deep sigh before taking the seat next to us. Her hands cradled her head as she looked like she was in deep thought, "You should never have brought her here, your majesty.""You think I do not know that ma?" I whispered sitting next to her expecting the worst with the emotions she relayed, "Please tell me my wife is well?"She turned her head looking at me with her eyes glossy with tears and I blinked keeping mine back bracing myself for what was to come, "It worked." As I heard those two words, relief that I had never known washed through me and I let out a great sigh Falling back agai
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Orian's pov There was an unwavering eerie feeling that settled within me the moment I entered Avalon, this hunch was something I could say emanated from the air of gloom settling above the kingdom ridding it of its light just as it had rid me of the glee I felt when I was on my way here.Something was wrong.I just knew it.And I had begun to imagine that the message Nexus had passed across about me returning home soon had very little thing to do with Amara and my family missing me and everything to do with a tragedy that I couldn't quite figure out what it could be. I didn't give much thought to it, I clutched onto my bag, and my other hand held another package that bore gifts for Amara.I couldn't go on a journey without picking up everything that I saw would fit her and as I walked my way towards the castle, I focused on the glee of my journey being successful and not on the in-depth feeling of dread settling in my belly. The journey had
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Amara's pov I remember everything.These words rang through my brain as I snapped my eyes open, willing myself to pull away from the terrifying nightmare that had me in its claws pining me away from reality.I lifted myself from the bed, sitting upright with my fingers holding at my throat as I tried to steady my breathing and I instantly noticed that I was alone.Orian wasn't beside me.I tried to call out his name but my voice felt hoarse and I was too weakened from the aftermath of the dream to muster the strength to call out for him knowing that he'd be around somewhere.I instinctively reached for the bottle of water by the bedside and grabbed at it, popping open the cover before turning it over and taking big terrifying gulps to soothe the thirst in my throat after that, I got to the strawberries, eating them greedily with my heart warming at how thoughtful Orian was to place them there for me and as I sat there eating, I remembered it all, my dream, my forgotten reality.
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Orian's povI had the loveliest of dreams.One in which Amara loved me and I let her love me.I didn't want to force my eyes open as I was enwrapped in the blissful reverie of the dream, the state in which I was presently was one of unattained bliss as the images of what had happened tainted my memories.I moved against the bed, my hand reaching out instinctively to draw the person next to me closer, and as bare skin met soft bare skin igniting a fire of remembrance against us, I noticed that I was naked, we were naked with what felt like a single blanket covering us up.I opened my eyes to look down so as I confirm what I felt and it was true.We were bare, entangled together within the sheets and the most beautiful and most noticeable contrast that I had ever seen came to play before my eyes. Amara's skin, so translucent and ever appealing was illuminated by the glow of the moonlight reminding me of why I had picked her nickname for her, lunny svet.moy malen'kiy
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Amara's pov Growing up, I had often wondered how my first kiss would be. My imagination ran wild at creating the perfect scenarios. Would it be when my partner and I were running in the rain and he would turn to sneak a quick one leaving me in pleasurable surprise or would it be at a park? Running in the fields gasping with exhaustion and he seals his lips to mine while laying me against the soft grass?All these scenarios filled my daydreams and even when I met Grump and confirmed we were soulmates, his face filled my dreams leaving me wondering what our first kiss would be like and when it would be.I have had many imaginations but nothing beats what was going on right now and nothing ever will. What transpired at the moment had fulfilled my fairy tale need for a perfect first kiss and it had me curling my toes with my eyes shut and my fingers gripping at the fabric of his coat when I wanted badly to slip them around his neck and pull him closer to deepen the kis
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Orian's povDear Diary, I am 30 today.30 years of my miserable existence.What's the essence of birthdays if my mother always cursed the day I was born and the people around me perceived me as insufferable?I feel as gloomy as ever, it isn't any different from the rest as I am reminded of all the tragic incidents that happened after my 5th birthday which started with losing snow and I still blame myself no matter how much Amara tells me that it was never my fault.I wonder what will happen today? What tragic thing fate has in store for me. Would I finally die or I would lose the woman that I hold close to my heart?I didn't tell her that it was my birthday today.She would get excited not knowing how much I hated birthdays and then she would get disappointed when she found out that this was the unluckiest day in my life and I feared that she might be affected.I might understand why my mother cursed the day I was born frequently, even if Amara has told me a lot that none of it that
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Amara's pov There was happiness before me because of the festival but only terror filled my heart as I rubbed my fingers against my chest trying to be rid of the terrible feeling lodged in me which was caused by the nightmares I had recently.Orian's PTSD had gotten worse these days, after finding him on the day he had sneaked off claiming he was alright. He had frequent nightmares and flashbacks that had him ending up in terrible states which resulted in him shying away from me most of the time.I felt like a failure in these moments, At first mating with him hadn't improved his scars or health which he badly wanted gone. The curse was still somewhat effective and my doing my best in trying to help him in matters related to trauma hadn't done much.I reached my hand up to my neck, my fingers clutching at the necklace I wore now which was a gift from Penelope, Akanther's widow and just then, she just then she looked in my direction smiling at me and waving for
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Orian's pov A groan passed my lips as I bent over a seat to rest on it. My hand instinctively went to my face cradling my dressed wound which had begun to ache immediately after I sat.We had started the preparations for the festival and my gaze went to where Amara stood with the rest of the team as she discussed with them with her hands tucked in her pockets and her loose ponytail falling down her back. I didn't have the chance to fix it properly after our raunchy explorations in the library moments ago and just then she looked behind her, her green eyes meeting mine and cheeks reddening, no doubt she had remembered exactly the scenes I was replaying in my head with her back pressed against the shelves and legs hooked around my waist while I drove into her warm heat.I swallowed shaking my head and willing the thoughts away before I got a hard-on in public which would lead to me stealing her away again despite the ache in my wound and the many things we had to
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Amara’s pov"How did you meet Akanther?""At a club." He replied threading his fingers in mine, "I used to go there to clean the shoes of the men, they paid pretty well and he was impressed by me the first time I cleaned his. He got me food and was perplexed when I ran home with it instead of eating it right there as he saw I looked famished. I had to share it with my sister and she told me about how we shouldn't trust him thinking he could be like our parents.""She cared about you Orian. I am glad you both had each other during those times.""I never saw Akanther again after that year but I met him a few times before he traveled back and the next time I saw him again was when I turned thirteen and Imelda was sick then. I talked to him and he mentioned taking me along with him back to his kingdom because he had taken a liking to me, it was an offer I gladly accepted on the condition that I bring Imelda along and he agreed. We were to leave that same night and I got home quickly to ge
