Erdem quietly sat at the dining table; his gaze fixated on the empty chair beside him. The weight of his presence seemed to hang in the air, his silent contemplation palpable. I continued with my task, mixing the chopped vegetables and meat, creating a fragrant stew that filled the room with its comforting aroma.Suddenly, his voice broke the silence, his words tinged with a mix of curiosity and longing. “What are you making?” His breath brushed against my ear as he appeared behind me, sending a shiver down my spine. The proximity between us, after all these years, awakened dormant memories and emotions. But just as quickly as he had drawn close, he stepped back, maintaining a respectful distance.Erdem closed his eyes for a moment, inhaling deeply to take in the mouth-watering scent of the stew. “Smells absolutely delicious,” he murmured, his voice filled with appreciation. I nodded in response, keeping my silence, allowing the tension to settle between us.He remained rooted in his
Every passing moment after Erdem left that day, served as a stark reminder that no one could ever replace him, that his place in our lives remained untouched and unoccupied. The thought of seeking a replacement, of imagining someone else in his stead, was an inconceivable notion. And I realised that after three years, in that defining moment, as our gazes intertwined, a bittersweet realization washed over me, stirring a longing I had tried to suppress—the undeniable truth that my child had been missing a vital connection, a father's love, Erdem's love. Even if I could never accept him in my life, my child needed him in his.It was a pang of longing mixed with a cocktail of emotions that cascaded through my heart. The wounds of our separation, the untold stories, and the unspoken words resurfaced, demanding to be acknowledged. At that moment, I understood that the void within our lives could only be filled by the presence of him, by the love Erdem brings with him. In that moment, I mad
Ezio pressed his little hands against the car window, his wide eyes filled with anticipation. This was his first visit to the pack where his father had spent his formative years, and where my own heart had been shattered and mended. As we approached the familiar entrance gate, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and apprehension. The gate swung open with a creak, allowing us passage into the pack's territory.The narrow road stretched out before us, flanked by towering trees that whispered secrets to the night breeze. The moon hung high in the sky, casting its ethereal glow over the landscape. Fireflies danced and twinkled, adding their magical light to the scene. The familiar path led us deeper into the heart of the pack, each passing milestone triggering memories of the past.As we neared the packhouse, a sense of nostalgia washed over me. The pack had grown and flourished in the years I had been away. The once-sparse surroundings now teemed with life, with new houses d
As we walked towards Vesna's house, the weight of Ezio in my arms reminded me of the precious bond we shared. His drowsy eyes fought to stay open, his small body surrendering to the embrace of sleep. Beside me, Erdem walked in sync, our proximity filling the air with tangible energy. Though Ezio longed to be held by both of us, his little fingers tightly clung to the fabric of Erdem's sleeves, drawing him closer.With each fleeting touch, a surge of electricity coursed through me, igniting a familiar sensation that had lain dormant for far too long. I had truly forgotten how electrifying even the simplest of his touches were. As we neared Vesna's house, my heart quickened, anticipation mingling with a tinge of apprehension. Ezio’s eyelids grew heavy, and his head nestled against my shoulder, his soft breaths warming my neck. Sensing his fatigue, Erdem paused and smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting a mixture of tenderness and understanding. “Let me carry him now,” he whispered, his voic
"What are all these?" I asked, my eyes wide with amazement as I surveyed the lavish spread laid out before me Vesna, with her characteristic warmth and grace, smiled at my reaction before rushing back into the kitchen. Curiosity propelled me to follow her, wanting to understand the effort and love that went into preparing such a feast.“When did you make all this?” I inquired, my voice filled with awe and a touch of concern. The sheer quantity of food seemed almost overwhelming.“A feast for my grandchild,” Vesna replied, her eyes sparkling with joy. She deftly attended to the pot simmering on the stove, a master of her culinary domain.“But isn't this a little too much?” I voiced my worry, my gaze lingering on the array of delicacies that awaited our indulgence.“Nonsense,” Vesna dismissed my concern with a casual wave of her hand, her attention never wavering from her culinary creation. As the simmering pot filled the air with tantalizing aromas, Vesna turned her focus to me, her ey
"Mama! Mama! Look," I heard Ezio's voice filled with excitement, drawing my attention away from the book in my hand. I looked up, my eyes lighting up as I saw him rushing towards me, his small hands clutching a vibrant bouquet of wildflowers. With his messy hair and radiant smile, he was a vision of pure joy.Setting the book aside, I extended my hands to receive his precious gift. "Are they for me?" I cooed; my voice filled with tenderness. Ezio nodded vigorously, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. "They are very beautiful. Thank you, my world," I whispered, overwhelmed by the love that radiated from his innocent gesture. His smile grew wider, illuminating the already sunny day even more.“Papa helped me for you.” I noticed Erdem approaching from behind Ezio, a proud and gentle expression on his face. Our eyes met briefly."He did?" I murmured, my gaze shifting between Erdem and Ezio. A sense of gratitude filled me as I realized the depth of their connection. Ezio nodded, his admi
In an attempt to distract myself from the weight of sinful thoughts that consumed my mind, I sought solace in the company of a select few wolves. Corvina, a trusted confidante, was one of them. On this particular day, we found ourselves nestled beneath the shade of a towering tree, our eyes fixed on the delightful spectacle unfolding before us. Ezio and Cia, the daughter of Nikola and Corvina, frolicked together in carefree abandon, their laughter echoing through the air like sweet music. As if drawn together by an invisible thread, their bond had blossomed rapidly, prompting us to arrange playdates that became a regular occurrence. Watching our children play, their innocent joy a balm for weary souls, brought a smile to our faces.Corvina and I had initially exchanged stories, shared our experiences and found solace in each other's presence. Over time, our connection deepened, forging a bond that transcended mere acquaintanceship. Other wolves within our circle began to warm up to me
I stepped back, my eyes tracing every detail of Ezio's attire. The waistcoat fit snugly against his growing frame, accentuating his youthful stature. I adjusted it, ensuring it sat perfectly, symbolizing his place within our lineage. As my fingers brushed against the intricate buttons, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. The ceremonial sash, adorned with vibrant colours, rested gracefully on his shoulder. Its presence spoke of the responsibility that would one day rest upon his young shoulders. I straightened it with care, making sure it hung just right, a visual representation of the weight he would bear as he stepped into his role as the future leader of our pack. With reverence, I placed the traditional Serbian cap, the šajkača, upon his head. Its iconic shape framed his face, adding an air of dignity and determination to his countenance. It was a symbol of our heritage, a tangible connection to our ancestors and the legacy they had passed down to us."You look so handsome,"
The manor, a testament to human artistry and nature's beauty, stood proudly nestled within the lush forest. Its exterior exuded an aura of stately charm, seamlessly blending with the landscape. The foundation and lower levels showcased sturdy, weathered stones, grounding the manor with enduring strength. As the eye travelled upward, the warm hues of polished wood adorned the upper levels, infusing a touch of refinement and luxury into its grand façade. The moonlight gracefully danced upon the textured surfaces, casting a mesmerizing glow that highlighted the intricate craftsmanship.Tall and proud, the windows punctuated the manor's exterior like watchful sentinels, their panes revealing glimpses of the warm light emanating from within. Delicate lace curtains, stirred by the night breeze, whispered secrets and enticed us to venture closer, promising mysteries to be uncovered within those hallowed halls.Surrounded by a carpet of emerald foliage, the manor seamlessly merged with its na
As the night deepened, the celebration took on a life of its own. The wolves joined hands, encircling a central bonfire, its flames casting a warm glow upon us all. Erdem offered me his hand and I gladly took it as we danced around the mighty fire. The wolves with their other halves joined in, swaying to the melody. We moved to the music, our bodies swaying in unison, a collective expression of gratitude and reverence for the cycle of life. I could look away from his majestic blues as they were fixated on me, a gentle smile adorned his beautiful face as he led us through the dance. In the middle of the dance, Ezio ran to us, freeing himself from his uncle, Anxo’s arms. Erdem bent down picking him up and with Ezio between us, he continued to lead us through the dance. The biggest smile adorned Ezio’s glowing face and the melodious sound of Erdem’s laughter filled the air. In the arm of my males, I was overwhelmed with gratitude and my heart was filled to the brim with love.After the d
As the sun began its descent, casting an ethereal golden glow across the forest, I found myself standing beside my male at the edge of a circular clearing. Our wolves, dressed in traditional attire adorned with intricate floral patterns, surrounded us. The air was alive with anticipation as the beats of drums and the melodious tunes of instruments filled my ears, transporting me to a realm where nature and magic converged.The rhythmic drumbeats quickened, pulling me into a trance-like state. My senses heightened as I observed the wolves gracefully swaying and twirling, their movements mirroring the very essence of the blossoming flowers and ancient trees. I too joined them, leading them as each and every step of us carried the weight of centuries, invoking the spirit of renewal that springs a sacred ritual to invoke growth and fertility. The energy in the clearing shifted, and a sense of reverence settled upon us. We formed a large circle, interlocking hands and hearts, as one of the
"What's going through your head, my love?" he whispered, his voice laced with a potent mix of growing arousal and anticipation. His fingers pinched my already sensitive nipple, causing a delightful mewl to escape my lips."Stop doing that," I managed to breathe out, my voice trembling, as his sweet torture on my breasts continued."Why?" he whispered, his warm breath grazing my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine."B-Because..." I struggled to complete my sentence, my thoughts scattered, as his hand ventured south, gliding over my dampening pussy, igniting a fierce fire within me."Fuck," he groaned. I could feel his cock rising to its glorious height, pressing tantalizingly against the curve of my back. And needless to say, we were dreadfully late for breakfast.The spring festival was on the verge of commencing, with the afternoon sun lazily sinking towards the horizon. Time was slipping away rapidly, leaving me with just a few precious hours to ensure that everything was perfect
"Shush," Erdem's voice, hoarse with desire, whispered urgently as his palm clamped over my mouth, attempting to stifle the shameless moans of pleasure that escaped my lips. With each deliberate, slow thrust, he ignited a fire within me, his sensual movements shaking my very core. I could feel his deliciously hard cock swelling inside my dripping, aching cunt, signalling his impending release.His tongue traced a scorching path along the fragile skin of my slender collarbone, trailing upward until it reached the tender expanse of my bruised neck, adorned with the vivid marks of his passionate love bites.“Nesta!” The way he uttered my name, dripping with a throaty, sonorous arousal, caused my pussy walls to clench tightly around his throbbing cock. With a primal grunt, he thrust himself deeper. My quivering legs, wrapped around his waist, instinctively pulled him closer, craving every inch of him. A bead of his sweat trailed down his scorching flesh, teasingly finding its way to my exp
He thrusted into me relentlessly, a powerful rhythm that shook me to my core. One of his hands tangled firmly in my hair, exerting delicious pressure that amplified the sensations. His teeth grazed along the sensitive skin of my neck, leaving a trail of electric anticipation in their wake. With possessive determination, he marked his territory, a tangible reminder of our shared primal connection.The force of his thrusts was both unyielding and controlled, an intoxicating blend that left me craving more. There was no gentleness in his actions, but I knew he had yet to unveil the full extent of his prowess. The hand that gripped my hair gradually travelled downward, igniting a frenzy of anticipation. When his skilled fingers found my sensitive bud, my sanity teetered on the edge, and I was lost to the depths of pleasure. A guttural moan escaped my lips, desperate gasps for air punctuating each exhilarating stroke and tantalizing circle he drew upon my pulsating clit.With every thrust,
A breathy moan escaped my agape mouth as I watched him feast on my soaking core. His mouth lapped on my core expertly. The tip of his tongue teased my already swollen and throbbing bud. He moved slow, his tongue going up and down. When he started sucking my swollen bud, the tip of his tongue going up and down, my eyes rolled back. My back arched involuntarily as I closed my eyes, the sound of my moans and the sinful sound of him lapping on my wetness filled the room.He bit down making me gasp out and as I looked down his warning eyes were fixated on my face. With both his hand, he had my legs spread and he went on with his feast. As he continued his ravage, I could feel the knot building in the pit of my stomach. Leisurely but firmly he fucked my pussy with his tongue while I ground myself against his thirsty mouth. The feeling was pure euphoria, yet I craved more. I wanted all of him.“Erdem!” I brazenly moaned stirring my pussy further into his lapping mouth as I felt myself tippin
My lungs greedily filled with oxygen, but the respite was fleeting as his lips crashed against mine once more. Our mouths fused together in a feverish dance, tongues entwining, each kiss an inferno that threatened to consume us both. Lost in his intoxicating trance, I could feel the throb between my legs intensify, a relentless ache that demanded attention, driving me to the brink of madness.A plaintive whine escaped my lips, a primal plea for some form of release from the searing desire that coursed through me. Erdem, ever attuned to my needs, responded with a swift and primal action. His hand, once resting on the table's surface, abruptly shifted, landing possessively on my bare thigh. Fingers dug into my flesh, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure, drawing a desperate mewl from deep within me. His mouth, ravenous and hungry, devoured the sound, capturing it with a possessiveness that mirrored the hunger within us both.“Where should we take this?” He breathlessly asked as we pulle
I entered the grand hall, my heart fluttering with a mix of excitement and nervousness, my hand securely wrapped around Erdem's arm. The weight of our precious bundle, Ezio, nestled in his father's embrace, added to the warmth and love that radiated between us. All eyes turned toward us, the spotlight shining on our new family as we stepped into the limelight.As we made our entrance, smiles began to spread across the faces of the crowd like ripples in a calm lake. The air buzzed with anticipation and joy, their eyes welcoming us into their embrace. It was a moment of pure bliss, feeling the acceptance and happiness emanating from those around us.Just as we were beginning to settle into this newfound sense of belonging, Ciro appeared, his Luna in tow. A rush of familiarity and comfort washed over me as Ciro approached, a beaming smile on his face. We embraced tightly, the years of separation instantly fading away, replaced by the unbreakable bond of friendship. Ciro congratulated Erd