Erdem stood with anticipation by the window of the quaint coffee shop, his eyes fixed on the bustling road just beyond the glass. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee hung in the air, mingling with the soft chatter of patrons engaged in quiet conversations. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting warm hues on the worn wooden tables and the cosy armchairs scattered throughout the space.With bated breath, Erdem waited, his gaze searching for a glimpse of Nesta. It was on this very road that he had laid eyes on her after all those years of waiting and searching, and now, it had become a place of hope and longing, where he yearned to catch another fleeting glimpse of her enchanting beauty.Days turned into weeks, and yet there was no sign of Nesta. Erdem's heart weighed heavy with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. He had taken it upon himself to scour every nook and cranny of the surrounding roads and shops, hoping to find a trace of her presence. From the vintage bookst
From his vantage point, Erdem watched as Nesta’s smile, genuine and vibrant, graced her lips. Her laughter, like delicate music, danced through the air, captivating everyone in its wake. It was a mesmerizing sight, yet it stirred within him a profound longing. He yearned to bridge the gap that separated them, to approach her with open arms and whisper the words that had echoed through his restless mind all night. But a silent conflict raged within Erdem's soul. He understood that love meant allowing the other person to find their own happiness, even if it meant relinquishing his own desires. He knew that true love required selflessness, and at this moment, he found himself torn between the two. The conflicting emotions entwined like vines, intertwining his heart and mind in an intricate dance.From his distant vantage point, Erdem continued to observe Nesta, his eyes fixated on her every move. He marvelled at the delicate grace with which she handled each flower, her touch imbuing the
I could feel my heart flutter with a mixture of trepidation and determination as I reflected on the past two weeks that had changed my life forever. Fleeing from the clutches of my cruel fate had been a daring leap into the unknown, a desperate attempt to protect myself and my child. Through a chance encounter with a benevolent stranger, an elderly woman, I had managed to secure a roof over my head for the time being. After a week of roaming around the forest and the parks, eating only what nature could offer, the elderly human came into my life with her kind arms open. And she had helped me contact my father and secure enough funds to escape the country. Through fate, I ended up in the city of Luxembourg, a city I had never imagined to be my sanctuary.The road to rebuilding my life had been a rugged one. I faced countless challenges in my quest for stability and security. Finding a place to live and securing employment to provide for myself and my unborn child had seemed like insurm
For the following few days, my yearnings to see him again consumed my thoughts. I longed for just one more encounter, a chance for him to lay his eyes upon my…our son, to witness the striking resemblance between them. I yearned for him to see how our child inherited his every feature—his face, his smile, and those mesmerising blue eyes. But he never came. The hope I held onto faded, replaced by the harsh reality of his absence. Perhaps he had returned to his own family, the one he had chosen. Did he now have a son of his own, inheriting his father's prestigious title? I wonder how Anxo is doing. I still haven’t apologised for leaving without a goodbye. I wonder how Vesna has been. Could she manage the garden on her own, or had she found someone else to assist her? And Andjela, I prayed that she remained safe and healthy, free from any troubles that may have come her way.Lost in these swirling thoughts, I closed my small shop earlier than usual. It was only afternoon, yet somehow, I h
In the sanctuary of my cosy living room, I sought solace in the corner table, a silent witness to the thoughts swirling within me. The piece of paper lay before me, bearing Erdem’s contact information. Its presence alone seemed to carry a weight that mirrored the complexity of my emotions. As I traced my thumb delicately over the inked words, a bittersweet sigh escaped my lips. The memories of our encounter, the subtle glances, and the fleeting connection, replayed in my mind like a tender melody. But amidst the gentle longing, there lay a sea of uncertainty and unanswered questions.While lost in my contemplation, my attention shifted to my son, Ezio, engrossed in his artistic endeavour on the soft expanse of the living room carpet. His tiny hands glided across the pages of a colouring book, infusing life into the blank canvases. I watched him with a mixture of awe and a maternal ache, marvelling at the innocence that enveloped him. With each stroke of colour, a sense of anticipation
From the kitchen that overlooked the living room, I observed the heart warming scene unfolding before me. A gentle smile played upon my lips as I witnessed Erdem and Ezio engrossed in a serious conversation about the intricacies of a floor puzzle. It had taken some deliberation, but I finally mustered the courage to extend an invitation to Erdem, and his eager acceptance had brought him to us even before the break of dawn. He arrived bearing bags filled with toys and gifts, most of which I had politely sent back, convincing him to introduce them to Ezio gradually, with time. Now, as I busied myself with preparing breakfast, a twinge of guilt settled within me, knowing that I had unintentionally kept my son away from such boundless happiness. Yet, the joy radiating from Ezio's eyes filled my heart with a profound contentment. As for the barren desert within me that was slowly attempting to quench its thirst just in the presence of him, it frightened me. As Erdem’s gaze briefly fell upo
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
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