AshtonAfter a long day of meeting with the men from Asia to negotiate for a new batch of Arabian Strikers, I was worn out and mentally stressed.It hasn't been easy these past few days and right now, all that my body desires is a woman's touch. The delicate care of a woman's tender attention. I groaned, my right hand instinctively finding it's way to my crotch to rub mildly as the cold water splashed angrily from the shower host. As I shut my eyes without meaning to, the first person that crossed my mind was her.My mate. Gwendolyn. I snapped my eyes open, grunting in displeasure. Damn her! Damn that cursed creature for coming into my life to suddenly cause chaos where there used to be none. I used to be happier with my life. Alone. Without having to desire anyone in particular but the willing warmth of any woman my cock finds wet at the point of penetration."Arh!" I sighed, throwing my head back as a sweet hot sensation hit my nether nerves, and I increased the pace of my stroke,
Gwendolyn As the pain stopped I gradually stood from the ground with my eyes still on the woman I caught fucking my mate. She stood there, haughty, a strip of guilt not on her face. If anything, from the slight steep of her mouth to the side, I could see she felt victorious.It was the same woman from the other day. My mate's mistress."He is married to me," was the first thing I said, balancing on my feet as anger rocked my body. I wanted to leap across and tear her to pieces. Shred her until the ground would be littered with the messy nuggets of her nothingness. But, I contained myself. "Why are you doing this?" I held back tears. Never cry in front of your subject, the former queen said. "He chose me, not you. ""Yet, he seeks my warmth,” she said proudly, taking a single step forward. I saw red. "He will always chose me, irrespective of marriage to you..." She dragged the marriage in mockery as a mocking smile spread across her flawless face. It pained me more because she was b
His hand came down hard on my ass, emitting a guttural noise from down my throat as I fought to restrain the pain that sizzled through my lower region and at the same time reframe from sighing in pleasure from enjoying every bit of what he was doing to me.Smack!"Arh!" I buckled forward, at the same time noticing how hard and huge his cock that was pressed behind me had grown. It was disturbing feeling him like that. "Ash_" Smack!"I told you it's 'your majesty' to you," he spat as his hand came down hard once again, and again until I felt my backside burn and by now I know it must be crimson. "Will you flout my rules next time?" He demanded hoarsely but I was too carried away to understand as my body ached severely and the point between my legs swarmed with so much need.Suddenly he stopped and moved away, releasing me and I sagged against the table in shameful defeat; bodily and mentally. I bit my lower lip hard to force back the tears that tried to escape my eyes but I couldn't no
Ashton pushed me off him so fast that I staggered forth but rapidly retained my composure and pivoted to glare at him in alarm. Is this the same man that had held me so tenderly just now, saying he was sorry for using his Lycan pheromone on me? Or did something posseses him that made him do that?His soft regard has slowly morphed into a dark scowl, his lips askew in disgust as he took me in. “Leave...” He brisked, nodding to the door.“What- what do you mean by_”“You heard him clearly, fuck off this room now.” The other girl snarled, stumping into the room, looking very angry. “You are such a shameless whore.”“Merit!” Ashton voice rang in the room. Cold. Commanding. “Stay out of this.” He reached me, grasped my hand and started yanking me towards the door. When he noticed the girl made to follow us, he paused at the door and whipped around to say, “stay here.”By the time we reached the foyer and was heading to the front door, I was yanking my hand, furious. I can't let him kick m
Ashton.I assumed going away was going to solve my problems. But it seemed wherever I go, my mate will always be there. If not physically, then she torments me mentally. Not to mention the natural torture from my wolf. Since the other day when I nearly fucked Merit and later used my pheromones to subdue her, Fangs has retreated. He no longer trust me or wants to speak with me.So, instead of the two weeks I intended to stay away, I woke up today and made up my mind to go back to the palace. Perhaps, to be intimate with my mate will bring back the trust of my wolf. He might be sassy as fuck and annoying many atimes, still, he is my best buddy and I can't be a proper Lycan King without him. "Don't you think we should stay some more?” Merit purred, pouting her plump lower lips. I spared her one look and succumbed to her charm of beauty to regard her closely. She was beautiful, no denying that. But she wasn't my mate. I just enjoy using her as a distraction. And to make my mate jealous,
"Pervert!" I screamed, grasping my robe on the bed to swiftly wrap around me. I glared at Ashton who was still standing by the door quietly, his face seemingly clouded with an intense emotion I couldn't decipher. For the first time. I knew why he was here, and I was ready for him. As fast as-as if it didn't happen, his expression normalized and he fully came into the room in giant strides and lurked in from of me. His eyes narrowed, his mouth shifting in a snarl as he calmly demanded, "you call me a pervert for seeing what rightfully belongs to me?"I eyed him and crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't belong to you, Ashton. At least not yet." I shifted back, hitting the table behind me. He was looking at me intently, his glossy eyes penetrating my being as if he was seeing through the thick woollen robe around my body into my soul. Then his Adam apple moved and the sound of his gnashing teeth reached me. "I see you are growing wild, little wolf.""Ashton, I don't want any trouble
"Abby?” I acknowledged cheerfully as she walked into the room and shut the door, all smiles.I was conflicted. The last time I saw her was the day the former Queen left the palace. She said something about accompanying her to her new dwelling to help her adjust before she returned to join us. Plus, it wasn't like we were the best of friends. After all, like her brother, she despised werewolves. Albeit, I share a genuine smile and closed the distance between us, hesitating if to hug her or not. "Hey," I mouthed and before you know it, she engulfed me in a tight hug. "How have you been, Gwen?" She asked and as if a dam of tears was unscrewed, my arms tightened around her as my body shook of its own volition. Do not cry before your subject admonition be damned. "Shhhh," she stroked my back gently."I feel so lost, Abigail," I admitted, still trembling. "I feel like I-I ran away from one problem and plunged myself into yet a bigger problem." "It's okay..." "It's not..." I hiccuped. "Yo
(Gwen pov)“Arh!” I cried sharply, holding my stomach as my body convulsed in raw pain that spread all over. “It's so painful, Kora, I can't help it.” I fell to my knees from the bed, shaking as Kora tried to comfort me, whispering soothing words in a voice that seemed like she was in distress with me.“I'm sorry, your highness, I don't know what could be the cause of this. What can I do?” She skimmed her eyes about frantically, grabbing the water on my bedstand to hand me after popping the cover. “Are you sure it's not your time of the month?”I wiped another batch of tears that fell down my face and gulped down the water ravenously. I didn't want to confide in her the reason for my pain. It has happened before. The very day I caught that slut sucking my mate’s dick. He was at it again. “I-I want to be alone, Kora.” I made to stand but the pain intensified with every move I made, as though he was fucking two women at once. I tried, I tried so hard to hold it in but the more I tried,