CHAPTER 154ELVINA*DAY 6*He placed his hand on my thigh andrubbed it delicately. "So you're saying thatif I slipped my hand in yor pussy andfelt it, it won't be wet?"My breath got caught in my throat, as heplaced his hands on my inner thighs andcarefully worke d his way up to my pussy.When he got too close, I closed my legs.He gave me a displeased expression as aresult of this.With his free hand, he spreads my legsopen again and continued to make hisway up to my pussy. He felt around mypussy before slipping his thumb into itand scooping up some of my arousal withhis fingers. I let out a moan.While maintaining eye contact, hechuckled and took his hand back out,placing the fingers with which he rubbedmy arousal with inside his mouth.Fuck.He picked me up in a flash, throwing me over his back. He carried me up the stairs, coming to a halt when opening a door. I was flung onto the bed, which I assumed was his room. Surprisingly, the space was neither dark nor dull. I
CHAPTER 155ELVINA*DAY 6*He slipped his hand into my pussy and began rubbing small circles on my clit. I arched my back and clenched my hands around the sheets. My towel unwrapped from under my arms as a result of this action. He took his hand off my thigh and started fondling my nipples. The pleasure caused me to close my eyes.He put one finger into my pussy and rubbed the tiny flesh with his thumb. I moaned even louder. Enrico slowly finger fucked me, causing me to grind against him. "Please," I begged, my eyes shone with need. "You know what to do if you want me to go faster." He added, and I shook my head. "Tell me that you'll be mine. Mine to fuck whenever I want, mine to call whenever I want, and you're for my pleasure only." He said, which made me shake my head once more. "You know what to do if you want me to go faster." He added, and I shook my head. "Tell me that you'll be mine. Mine to fuck whenever I want, mine to call whenever I want, and you're for my pleasure on
NATALIA I stood in front of the window of my room, gazing out at the world beyond. Outside, the first snow of the season was falling, dusting the warm surface of the land in a pristine white blanket. It was a beautiful sight, and one that I should have been able to appreciate fully. But for some reason, my thoughts kept drifting back to Romeo.I didn't know why he had to come to mind now, when all I wanted was to forget about him. We'd been through so much together, and I thought I'd moved on. But as I watched the snowflakes flutter to the ground, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the memory of him.Perhaps it was the snow that did it. After all, it was during a snowstorm that Romeo and I had first met.But then the fights started over little things at first, but they'd quickly escalated into full-blown arguments. We'd tried to work through our issues, but in the end, we'd both decided it was best to go our separate ways.And yet, here I was, standing in front of the wi
NATALIAI couldn't gather what had just happened all of a sudden. One moment, I was laying down and enjoying a blissful head massage from my dear aunt. The next moment, I was being called by one of her servent. Confused and a bit scared, I followed her without question, my mind racing with thoughts of what could be happening.Soon enough, we were in a grand balcony overlooking a massive fighting ring. My aunt sat on a throne-like chair beside me, looking down at the action below. I had never seen anything like it - men and women dressed in gladiator-style outfits were battling it out with swords and shields. The roar of the crowd was deafening, and I could feel the vibrations of their excitement in my chest.As I looked on, my aunt leaned over and whispered to me in a low voice, "This is the reason we're here, Natalia. We're here to witness the greatest fighters in the land battle it out for the chance to join my army."I felt a chill run down my spine. Army? What did that mean? Was m
ROMEOI have never seen Natalia being so attentive towards me. It was as if she had been waiting for this moment to show me the amount of care she had for me. I had always known her to be a kind-hearted person, but the way she was carefully and gently applying the ointment over my wounds made me feel special.I had gotten these wounds when I fought against those beasts after being captured by the Dragon Master's guards on my way here to Natalia. I had thought it was the end for me, that I would never see her again. But here I was, lying in her arms, feeling her delicate touch on my skin, and I knew that I was lucky to have her in my life.As she worked on my wounds, I couldn't help but watch her every move. The way she concentrated on the task at hand, her eyes focused on the cuts and bruises on my body, her fingers gently tracing the contours of my skin as she applied the ointment. It was a mesmerizing sight, and I felt myself falling deeper in love with her with each passing second.
NATALIARomeo told me to wait for him. And I could swear on anyone when he said that my heart skipped two beats because it was not his words that forced me to believe but it was his eyes that made me want to believe him for once.I stood there in the dimly lit hallway, my eyes fixed on Romeo as he walked away to go to his room as my aunt who turned out to be the Dragon Master, told him to stay over for a day or two. My mind raced with thoughts of what he could be planning, what he could want from me. It didn't take an idiot to tell me that it was all about his obsession with me."I don't know," I said, my voice shaky. "I don't know if I can do this anymore, Romeo.""Natalia, I don't know about other life, but, in this life, I'm not gonna let you go." When he said that, I saw something dark cross his expression. It was a look that made me want to run in the opposite direction, but my feet wouldn't budge.I could feel Romeo's eyes on me, his gaze burning into my skin. It was suffocating
NATALIAI woke up with the first ray of the sun and quickly got out of bed, eager to start my day. I knew I had to hurry if I wanted to make it to the human world before Romeo showed up. My aunt's house was like a dragon's lair, and I couldn't bear to spend another day under her watchful eye.I quickly jumped into the shower, my mind racing with thoughts of my friend Sarah and how I couldn't wait to see her. I went through my morning routine at breakneck speed, eager to escape my aunt's dragon territory.Yesterday, Romeo had caught me having breakfast with my aunt, and I couldn't bear the thought of him seeing me again. I had to get out of there before he showed up.As I finished my morning routine, I took a deep breath and summoned the courage to ask my aunt to open a portal to Sarah's home in the human world. It was my only chance to escape, and I knew I had to take it."Please, Aunt," I said, my voice shaking slightly. "I need to go to Sarah's house in the human world. Can you open
NATALIAI stepped out of the portal and was immediately greeted by the sound of Romeo's voice. "Ah! there you are!" he exclaimed. My heart raced at the sound of his voice and I couldn't help but feel a mixture of excitement and dread at the sight of him. Standing before me, with his eyes narrowed mischievously and a sly smile playing on his lips was Romeo. He stood tall and proud, his chin held high, his sleek hair perfectly styled, and his black clothes fitting him like a second skin, making his features stand out even more.But my attention was quickly diverted to my aunt, Suli, also known as the dragon master. She was dressed in her ceremonial robes, ready to attend the blood moon ceremony, and it was obvious that I was expected to go with her. I looked back at the portal behind me, still open, and thought about Sarah, my friend who was waiting for me on the other side. She couldn't see through the portal, and I knew it could be dangerous for her if she stayed there too long. I had
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is