For a while, people come to congratulate us on our marriage. Everyone is relaxed and interacting at the party. Zuriel's mom is ecstatic as she comes to us, " Oh, my perfect, love. You've made me so happy!" she says. Zuriel caresses her cheek gently. " I'm glad you are, mother." " But I want you to be happy too... Both of you," she says. " We are happy, aunt. Thank you," I say. Zuriel and I dance together, and I love it. He's grumpy because he doesn't want to dance, but still obliges. His hands are on my waist as we move to the music. I was lost in his gaze as we danced. A few hours later, we had a fireworks display. I was observing the fireworks display when I heard Zuriel's voice in my ear. " Want to leave?" Zuriel asks, looking into my eyes. I smile and nod. He grabs my hand, making warmth shoot up my arm. We are about to leave, but we are intercepted by River. She is wearing all black, and her eyes and nose are red. One could tell she was crying. " River," I say, a
Connor I was roaring and growling in anger when I saw her wedding pictures. My mate was married to another man. The pain in my chest was immensurable. My wolf was wheezing and cursing me. How could Elara do this to me?! I glared at the phone in my hand. I haven't been using it for the past week, and when I did, I found this. " You're not taking this well at all. I thought you didn't like her," sneered Patty. I almost charged at her. I was barely holding it together. " Elara Silvius is mine whether I want her or not," I growl, and she flinches. I feel like I'm losing my mind right now. I need my mate with me. I want her with me. The thought of her being married to another man killed me inside. Not so long ago, I felt the mate bond betrayal burn through me, but I thought it was her getting vengeance on me. I know that girl. She was not a whore like I wanted the world to think. She was modest and calm with a beautiful soul. I checked out the man she married. Zuriel Crawford. A bi
Robert is the best tour guide ever. He knows everything and everyone. The beach is ravishing here. After meeting the locals and eating their famous delicacies, Rob and I walk by the beach, drinking cocktails from pineapple cups. " It's so peaceful and beautiful here," I smile. " Indeed,"" Were you born here, Rob?" I ask, and he shakes his head. " No, but my mom originates here. I came when I was 10- years old after my father got a permanent position at the resort," he tells me. His father was the head supervisor at the resort. I don't know how long we had been talking while walking. Rob gets a camera and takes a picture of me. He smiles and looks at it." Lovely," I check the picture, it is perfect. The sunset was hitting my face, and I was smiling, holding my coconut drink. " Oh fuck, it's getting late," I say. I was having such a good time with Rob that I didn't notice it was late. He didn't even notice, either. " Oh no," he mutters, looking worried. We walk back to the res
Elara " My body feels hot," I say, taking off my sexy nightdress. Zuriel turns his gaze from me quickly. " Princess," he warns. " Is it hot in here, Zuriel," " What do you think you're doing?" he asks, his voice unstable. I'm getting the reaction I want from him. " I want to go swimming," I tell him. I momentarily close my eyes when I remember I can't swim because of my fear of water. " I want to cool my body," I corrected myself. I grab a towel and leave the suite. Zuriel follows me to the inbuilt pool, just outside our suite. I'm happy to see that it is empty. I step into the shallow water and throw the towel to the ground. Zuriel does a 180 and I chuckle so hard. " You can look," I say, taking off my thong. " No," " Why?" I pout, " Am I not desirable for you?" I see his body go rigid after my words. " You're drunk," he growls. I'm a little tipsy, but I'm conscious of my actions. " So, I'm not good enough for you," I say, feigning hurt. Zuriel draws in a breath.
" Fuck me," I beg, my gaze burning into his own. I'm soaking for him. He continues to ravish me, his lips on every part of my body. I feel his hand trail from my belly button to my lower region. My toes curl as he touches my swollen clit. " Please," I whimper. I want more. I need much more. " I like hearing you beg," he husks, still kissing me. His movements on my throbbing pussy are erratic, and I cry out. " Yes!" While still pleasuring me, I cling unto him and thrust my hips against his. He starts to walk out of the pool area. He kicks open our bedroom door and throws me on the bed. I yelp, not expecting that. I rest on my elbows as I eagerly watch him pull down his pants. His dick is huge, long and stiff. I didn't know how he was going to fit inside me. Yet, my pussy clenches and my stomach is in knots. Zuriel watches me for a moment. I can't decipher his expression. I bite my lower lips and swallow thickly. Zuriel smirks and climbs on top of me, trailing kisses on my neck.
Zuriel The little Princess was driving me crazy. I fumed in anger when I saw her smiling fondly at another man. That tour guide. I hated how much it affected me. How much she affected me, She should only be my wife on paper and nothing more. I shouldn't allow myself to care for her or else she will get hurt in the long run. I wasn't a good man. I wasn't capable of truly loving or caring for another human. Not with the demons that reside within me. The voice of my father lives rent-free in my head, in my memories. His curses, his beating every time I showed any kind of emotion. He told me I was weak. He was mad, mad for power and territory like his dragon. A paranoia who thought he'd be attacked anytime. He wanted me to be exactly like him. He killed so many and made me watch. A seven-year-old boy watched as heads rolled off bodies and as others burned while he drank and laughed. That shit destroys you from the inside. It shuts you down, and you hate everything and everyone, incl
Elara My entire body is sore when I wake up for the second time. I blush at the memory of intense morning sex with my husband. I sit up when I realize I'm alone in bed. I check the time on my phone. It is after 11 A.M. I stretch my limbs and go to the shower. While in there, I discover I have bruises on my body. Zuriel is rough when making love to me. ' No, he fucked us... Hard,' Ara muses. She is chirping and excited. ' Fuck,' I mumble the word. My gaze fell on my wrist. There are red lines that are now fading. He bound my wrists together because he didn't want me to touch him. I frown. I like to touch him, but he hates it. Why didn't he want to be touched? His body got so cold when I did, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. I need to find out why he hates being touched. Maybe it's childhood trauma or something. Talking to someone might help him, and I would love to help him. ' I will ask him about it today,' I told Ara, ' You should, but it's Zuriel. Don't expect him to
After changing my clothes, I rushed to the lobby. My heart is still pounding after what happened at the table. My body shivers, and a smile plays on my lips. I love that man. I can't believe this is happening right now. If someone told a thirteen-year-old me, I'd be married and fucked by him. I wouldn't believe it. I don't even mind that he is coarse. I like it like that. " Elara," A voice jolts me, and I turn. My eyes meet Rob's. I skip towards him happily." Hi, Rob!" " You are in good spirits today. I'm pleased to see you like this," he tells me. " Thank you. So, where are you taking me today," I say, going to the exit, " I want to take you on the water today. We can see the fish up close," he says, and I freeze. Water? No. I love looking at the ocean, but I didn't love being in the water or a boat, no matter how big it was. " Can we do something else? I can't swim, so I'm scared," I confess. " Really? Why come here then," he laughs. " I love the ocean. I just don't like b