Later that evening they all sat down around the table for a late lunch after the introductions. Lilly and Olivia eyed the others shyly . The meal did not leave them unaffected either. They had tried their best to control their hunger. On the other hand, Dorian was eagerly eating each stew spoon Sylvia fed him. His little mouth was relentless. The boy held on tightly to a piece of bread. Olivia flushed from embarrassment. This was not the type of impression she wished to make her new in-laws. They were hungry but she hoped to hide it a little better.“Have some more,” Rose smiled warmly. She filled Olivia and Lilly’s bowl once more. She pushed the plate of meat towards them also. “Sylvia was also really tired after the trip that brought her here. I am sure that you are as well. You need to eat a bit more,ok?” She said with a type of kindness that had the omegas’ eyes sting with tears . Rose gave them a polite excuse to eat and fill their stomachs.“I say we let you eat in peace,” Jul
Just like every night, Xavier made sure that the doors and windows downstairs were closed and locked. He stretched his hard body with a groan. He couldn’t wait to be in bed already. They had a really long day. As he headed to the stairs a little form caught his eye.“He’wo”, Dorian said with a yawn. He held his rag doll close to his chest. Xavier felt his chest swell with an unfamiliar warmth. The little boy looked around with innocent eyes. His little mouth curled into a pout.“Are you looking for someone?” Xavier asked curious. He did not see much of the toddler during dinner. Sylvia kept him on her lap. The other omegas did not join them either, already asleep. Dorian took a step closer eyeing Xavier. The large innocent eyes seemed to judge his character. Xavier suppressed his urge to laugh. But up close, he admitted that Rose was right. The toddler was too small for his age.“Sylive?,” Dorian said in a small voice. “I want sylive,” he added with a trembling lip he was about t
As usual, Sylvia woke up early with her husbands to make breakfast. While the alphas got ready for their day of hard work, Sylvia was busy in the kitchen.“What are you making?” Xander asked with a yawn. He sat on a stool ready to wolf down whatever Sylvia prepared. He filled his plate with unhidden hunger.“I am making banana milk for Dorian,” Sylvia smiled brightly. “I used to make it for a family I worked for. Their children loved it. I thought that Dorian could try it,” she added looking up at the alpha. Xander looked suddenly tense. The alpha averted his gaze. “Is something wrong Alpha?” the omega asked hesitantly, “I am sorry I should’ve asked–”“No,” Xander shook his head. “This is your home too. You don’t have to ask permission for anything,” he cleared his throat. “It is just,” he sighed meeting Sylvia ’s worried gaze. “Mom used to make banana milk for us when we were kids. It reminded me of that time. She made banana bread too. It was Xavier’s favorite snack. We never had i
Sylvia couldn’t tell when the mood shifted from a heartfelt conversation to her being lewdly exposed to Xander’s mouth. Xavier pulled her thighs open wider for Xander. Sylvia fell against Xavier’s chest with a moan.“Slowly,” Xavier instructed, watching his brother closely. Xander did not stop to answer. His tongue dared out to lick into Sylvia’s now wet entrance. “Now carefully use your fingers. Don’t hurt her,” Xavier instructed once more.Sylvia had barely registered the deep voice. Her body arched under the sweet ministrations. Xavier’s hands were firm on her thighs. And Xander’s mouth was diligent.“Can I fuck her now?” Xander whined looking up. Sylvia’s breath hitched taking in the disheveled appearance of her husband. Xander’s mouth shined with slick and spit. His eyes gleamed red.“I don’t know,” Xavier chuckled, “What do you think, omega? Was he good enough to fuck you?” he asked licking the mating bite brandishing Sylvia’s neck.“Yes,” Sylvia breathed, limp and compliant.“S
Two months had passed since the omegas finally settled in the farm. Life had a smooth pace.“Look at him,” Olivia chuckled softly watching her son run after a goat in the front yard. Xander kept a close watch on the toddler. “My note does not seem to work. He keeps getting chubbier by the minute,” she said amused. The goat did not seem to fancy the attention. The poor animal tried its best to run from the curious little hands.“Did you really think it would work?” Lilly looked up from her cooking. She laughed softly. Olivia tried to prevent her toddler from gaining too much weight by pinning a note on his shirt that says ‘Do not feed. Mommy gave me food’. Yet each uncle and auntie fed Dorian a snack. The boy always appeared to always be munching on something. Lilly admitted gladly that she had a weakness for the round stuffed cheeks.“At least, I tried,” Olivia pouted looking up at her Sister. “He needs more exercise as well. I swear none of you let him use his legs anymore. He is al
Sylvia moaned softly. Her back arched over the bed as Xavier tightened his hold on her fleshy thighs. The ever diligent mouth lapped restlessly at her wet intimacy. Sylvia held on to his soft locks of hair and Xavier groaned. Sylvia whimpered feeling the vibrations echo on her crotch.Sex with the twins together was a unique experience. They were possessive and jealous. If one touched or brushed Sylvia’s skin, the other must do it as well. If one kissed Sylvia , the other must kiss her as well. Sylvia was still too inexperienced to handle both Alphas. She knew she had to set boundaries. But she simply did not know how to yet.Sex with the twins separately was a completely different experience.Since there was no competition. Xavier lingered more on oral play in all its form. Sylvia noticed how his kisses grew longer and sloppier if they were alone. Xander was always the eager one. He would skip foreplay and thrust inside her with avidity. The omega always kept a bottle of lubricant in
The next day, Olivia felt better, enough to eat properly and sit up.“Just give me a minute,” Sylvia rushed back inside for her bag. She completely forgot about it. She and Lilly wanted to go shopping before the tea party. Sylvia had in mind to buy a gift for Olivia and offer it in her name and Lilly’s as well.“I arrived just in time,” the deep voice startled Lilly. Julius walked towards her with a bright smile and dimples in the corner of his face. “Liam told me that Sylvia wanted to buy Olivia a gift,” he explained quickly. His cheeks were red already.“Oh,” Lilly nodded feeling a bit confused. The alpha usually came at the farm for meals and to spend time with his brothers. “Yes,” Lilly quickly added, “we were are thinking of buying something for the ceremony,” she explained. She felt completely awkward. Julius had that effect on her more often than not.“That’s why I am here,” Julius grinned. He stood in front of the omega, tall yet sensibly nervous. “I wanted to give you this,”
After dinner that evening, Lilly nervously waited for Julius to come out of the house. She did not have the courage to give him his gift in front of the others. It wasn’t just pure cowardice but she also was too scared to be rejected with witnesses around. It would be easier to overcome it when no one was watching her.“Alpha,” Lilly called softly. She walked closer to Julius . The alpha was about to straddle his horse. He stopped and turned towards the hesitant voice. “I have something I wanted to give you,” Lilly added. She held the wrapped gift against her chest. Her grip tightened over it for anchor.“Omega,” Julius whispered softly. He eyed Lilly with interest. It was only during stolen moments like those that they addressed each other like this. Lilly always avoided him when others were around. “What is it?” he asked curiously. He noticed the brown package in the omega’s hands.“A gift for you,” Lilly whispered, handing the package to the alpha. Her heart threatened to beat
March 26th “These flowerbeds are going to look great this summer.”Eden leaned against Ian by the window of the large living room, above the flowerbeds that Johnson and his men, including young Trubshawe, were preparing, burying the flower bulbs.“Amara is growing, too. It's late March, spring is in the air.”Ian put his arm around his omega’s shoulders and drew her closer. It was still a shock for him to know she was his.“Do you think it's possible to be this happy?" asked Eden.“No, not usually," he replied, smiling. Then he leaned over to tickle Eden’s earlobe with his tongue, watching for her reaction. “But I know lots of ways to enhance the sensation.”“Oh, I know that.”Eden tried to react like a respectable viscountess and show a little reproach towards her rascal of a husband, but she hardly succeeded.“As it happens," Eden whispered to him in an engaging voice, "we have no obligations either this afternoon or this evening. I've kept us a few moments free, since we're packi
Ian made it his own, sensing that this was their real first time. The alpha forced himself to control his desire and keep an eye on Eden’s, which rose and rose, until the final conflagration, the simultaneous deflagration.“My love…”Ian gasped again. “Forever and ever. Forever and ever.” “My omega,” Ian whispered, stroking the back of her neck.Ian looked at his omega with such tenderness, as if he couldn't believe he had it all to himself.“You're mine, aren't you Eden?” The alpha asked, looking tall and majestic above her“All yours” Eden nodded vigorously, her breath catching as she felt Ian’s hands wrap around her ankles, caressing her calves before spreading them apart, making more room for between her thighs“Yes," Eeen murmured, "yes, all yours, mark me.”“Are you sure?”“Yes, I want to be yours, completely”Ian let out a tiger-like growl just before he bounced on his prey, before leaning in, his mouth hot and heavy as he rubbed his lips across Eden’s cheek, up to her chin,
“Sir”It was Philips' voice that brought Ian back to earth; he'd just lost the most important person in his life.“Sir." Philips insisted in the face of his master's silence. "I'm sorry to disturb you, but we await your orders. It's getting dark, the current is preventing us from crossing and continuing our search, so I think it's best to go back inside, get warm, regain your strength and start again tomorrow. Also, you'll have to prepare for the worst, sir, with the low temperatures and the cold.”“Are you mad?” Ian asked, his voice full of fatigue but above all full of bitterness. “Excuse me, sir?”“My wife has just been carried off, I don't know where she is or what state she's in, and all you can tell me is to go home, get warm and prepare for the worst. So I repeat, ARE YOU CRAZY?”“I'm sorry, I…”“Enough... Send Jem to tell my Aunt and Alexis to take care of Amara. Then gather all the men near the clearing with the best hunting dogs you can find. I want everyone to get to work,
Ian first saw the shattered pillars of the bridge, then a wavering figure stepped out to meet him, a small dog barking frantically at his heels. Ian jumped down from his saddle and Toby leapt into his arms. A baby's cries could be clearly heard over the roar of the river.“Where's my omega, Philips?”“Still in the car, milord. With the maid and the baby. The footman's a little hurt, but he'll be alright. I sent him for help. It was the floodwater that caused the bridge pillars to collapse as we drove over...If we make any sudden movements, it'll cause the rest of the bridge to collapse.” Ian put the dog down and ran along the bank, the coachman on his heels. When he reached the carriage, Ian had to fight the urge to jump straight into the water to save his family.“We need ropes, horses and... Ah, thank God, there's Murrow!”The carpenter galloped down the hill, pulling his wagon team along. When he reached the bank, he braked with the reins. The men with him jumped down from th
We'll go down to the hotel, Mary," she announced to the maid, pulling from her bag the London guidebook she had taken from the library. Let's see which one is the most suitable..The horses slowed as they took the path that led to the bridge over the river. Eden glanced out the door at the fog-shrouded landscape, then back to her guide. “The Pulteney looks to be the most comfortable and central," she explained, trying to keep her tone light, "but it's certainly very expensive. Let's see.”The sedan lurched forward and, at the sound of hooves on logs, Jimin realized they had reached the bridge. There was a terrible creak. The coachman screamed and the sedan pitched sideways. Eden tried to grab hold of Amara, but her hands could only clasp Mary's dress as Icy water invaded the darkened cabin. They had fallen into the river.Ian waded to the edge of the torrent, the water almost completely submerging his high boots.“Too late," he announced. The dam's already broken. There's no way
Breakfast the next day was more tiring than Eden had imagined. Ian behaved with impeccable courtesy. He smiled at her, spoke to her politely, and when Eden sent the servants away so she could talk to him about what had happened the day before, Ian simply shook his head.“Let's not talk about it anymore, Eden. We've got to put it behind us. Your nerves were on edge after a few days at the reception.”Eden wanted to apologize, to explain why she had lost control of herself. If Ian pretended that nothing had happened, would she be obliged to leave for London and let this unspoken issue hang over them forever?There was a knock at the door, and Jackson entered. Behind him, several men in working clothes could be seen gathered in the corridor.“Lord and Milady will excuse me," he began, "the rains have caused the river to burst its banks. Turner sends word to the lord that he fears the mill dam may break.”“I'll be off then”Ian put down his napkin, stood up and walked into the corrido
What had happened? What had gone wrong? Ian contemplated in the deserted corridor, as stunned and shocked as if someone had just cut open his chest and ripped out his heart. He'd thought he'd made Eden happy and brought her security. But that had only been an illusion, which had now been shattered. He didn't know how he was going to make things right, or even if it was possible. No doubt Eden was in her room. Toby stood at the door, whimpering miserably. Ian knocked on the door, then turned the handle. To no avail. The bolt was pulled. Swearing muffledly, he tried to open the boudoir door. Locked too, as was the door to the baby's room. He knocked again.“Eden?”SilenceStriding to his own room, Ian tried to open the connecting door. It too was locked. Exasperated, he pounded his fist on the panel.“Eden, my angel, will you please open the door?”Through the wood paneling, he heard the child's startled cries, which put an end to his anger almost immediately. Amara must b
The day after the christening, it began to rain heavily, much to Eden’s dismay. With her brief experience as mistress of the house, she wondered what he was going to do with all her guests, on a rainy Saturday, after matins and lunch. But her worries proved futile. The bishop retired to his room to read his sermons, the older ladies took up their embroidery, telling each other the latest neighborhood gossip, while the younger ones obligingly kept the children occupied and did a thousand favors for Amara, as well as for Leon, Iris and Jasper’s baby. The alphas had disappeared. Some of them had withdrawn from the bishop's sight to play cards or billiards, while others had gone to visit the stables. As for Eden, she sat quietly, sometimes making sure the babies weren't too tired, sometimes simply enjoying the rain drumming on the windows and the crackling fire in the hearth. Jasper entered the room, his hair soaking wet, and leaned over to whisper something in Iris’s ear. She loo
——6th of January——— “Your Grace”Eden gave a deep curtsy like Alexis had taught her to do. Immediately her hands were grabbed, and one of the most handsome young men she had ever seen helped her to her feet.“Please, call me Alastor, " replied the Duke of Avery, kissing her on both cheeks. “Ian,” he exclaimed enthusiastically, “where did you find such a pretty omega?” “Just looking at her to know you don't deserve it.”“You can let go of her now, Alastor,” Ian said quietly, smiling. The look on his face, however, indicated that he was ready to slay any man who got too close to Eden, whether he was a duke or a prince.Eden felt overcome with excitement. She was a little apprehensive about this baptism reception, but, for the moment, everything was going wonderfully. The only downside in recent weeks was that Ian avoided sharing her bed, probably to let her rest a little after giving birth. Since Amara’s birth, however, the alpha seemed more distant than Eden would have liked. W