CHAPTER 112SEBASTIAN "WHAT!" she screams out, exposing her throat as she arches her neck. Whack! He smacked his hand flat across her ass harder than before, and she draws in a sharp bre-ath. Whack! Whack! Her mouth opens in a silent "0" and I know the endorphins are finally running through her, making everythinghotter and more pleasurable andintense."WHY DID YOU HELD HIS HAND?" I ask her as I gentlypress my palm to her hot skin."Because, he's my ex- boyfriend," she moans softly with herbrow scrunched. Good girl."You'll answer me the first time Iask you now, won't you?" I say as Idebate on giving her another ro-und to get more endorphins flo-Wing.Yes," she says breathlessly.Her nipples are pebbled and herwords coated in lust.I toss the paddle behind me, she doesn't need any more, and line mydick up. I'm not gentle as I slam in-to her tight asshole."Ah!" she screams out as I hammerinto her. My hands grip her thighsas I pump my hips, watching herface for cues. She
CHAPTER 113 NATALIA"Sweet," he growled.He took two of his fingers and spre-ad my lips wide open like a butter-fly, and began licking forcefully,sending me to cloud nine. Whilehe licked, he stuck a finger back in-side, sliding it in and out. Slowly,he added another.The sensation was incredible. I co-uld hardly take it as he thrust inand out, now with three fingers.Wet, plop sounds filled the loft ashe wiggled his fingers inside ofme, scattering my juices all overmy thighs. A force was building in-side my stomach. I reached dowvnand held onto his shoulders, weakin the knees, almost collapsing aga-inst the window.He looked at me with a feralscowl. I felt like he was a wild ani-mal, claiming me as his propertyas he pumped deep inside of me.Finally, I could take no more. Araw scream escaped my throat. Itwas so loud that I thought his neig-hbors could hear me. Too bad. MAylimbs rippled from the powerfulsensation coursing through my bo-dy.Slowly, Sebastian pull
CHAPTER 114SEBASTIAN "Oh my god!" The sound of her saying thosewords is too much for any saneman to take. I line my cock up andlet out a deep groan as I slowlysink into her, inch by inch, untilI'm balls deep."Fuuucckk." I can't help hissingout. She feels incredible, all wrap-ped around me, so hot, tight, andwet.That feels so good," she sighs,leaning her head back against thewall."Don't you dare look away," Igrowl as my cock twitches insideher, already threatening to blowits load. "I want you to watch as Ifuck you, so you remember wh0made you so sore."Her eyes light up, and shesmirks at me. "That's big talk. Doyou think you can live up to it?""You cheeky bitch," I say as Idraw back and slam into her. Hereyes widen before she reaches ar0und my back and pushes herhands up inside my shirt, smilingback at me.again as she lets out a cry and digsher nails into my skin. It's anima-listic and raw. I pull back, againand again, slamming into her harder and faster
CHAPTER 115NATALIAI slowly opened my eyes, feeling the warmth of the morning sun on my skin. I stretched my limbs, my muscles feeling relaxed after the intense night I had spent with Sebastian. The memories of our passion from the previous night were still fresh in my mind, making my heart race with excitement.As I lay there, basking in the afterglow, I reached out to touch the other side of the bed but was met with a cold, empty space. My eyes shot open in surprise, and I quickly sat up, scanning the room for any sign of Sebastian.Panic started to set in as I realised that he wasn't there. Did he leave while I was still sleeping? Was it all just a one-night stand for him?I couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment that washed over me. I had hoped that our night together meant something more to him, that we could start anew and leave the past behind. But now, it seemed like it was all just a fleeting moment of pleasure.Still sitting on the bed, my bare skin exposed to the coo
CHAPTER 116ROMEOI stood alone in the woods, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. I tried to keep my breathing steady, but my wolf was in agony, and it was becoming harder to control his violent urges. Natalia had left the pack, and I couldn't help but feel rejected and betrayed. I had been waiting for her to come back, but each passing day made it more evident that she wasn't coming back.I had been trying to show everyone that I was calm and collected, but in reality, I was struggling to suppress the urge to kill someone. I couldn't bear the pain any longer, and so I had taken to hunting rogue wolves to quench my thirst for blood. It was a brutal release, but it was better than killing one of my pack members.As I walked through the forest, I suddenly heard a rustling sound in the bushes. My wolf immediately went on high alert, sensing danger. I tensed and waited for whatever was coming to attack me. But it was just another rogue wolf, looking for its next prey.Without hesita
CHAPTER 117ROMEOI stood in my study room where I took care of the matters regarding my pack. I was talking with Elvina, the queen of the elves. We were discussing the upcoming hunt festival, which was just a few days away."So, Romeo," Elvina said, her voice musical and enchanting, "have you made all the necessary preparations for the hunting festival?"I nodded absentmindedly, my thoughts elsewhere. I had been thinking about my mate, Natalia. Even though I was in the presence of the most beautiful of this realm, my mind was still clouded with Natalia's voice, her face and everything about her. I missed her terribly and couldn't focus on anything else."Yes," I said, trying to hide my distraction. "Everything is in order."Elvina must've noticed my lack of focus, she was always quick to notice the change in someone's mood, and asked, "Is something bothering you, Romeo?"I hesitated for a moment before answering. I didn't want to burden her with my problems, I was never a person to s
CHAPTER 118NATALIAI stood outside the familiar building, my heart racing as I recalled the memories of my time with Knight in this very apartment. It had been months since I had last been here, but the memories were still vivid in my mind. I had come here to get some fresh air, to escape the monotony of my life at the villa. But now, as I stood here, all I felt was unease.As I approached the building, I noticed a group of men standing outside. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized them as members of Romeo's pack - the same pack I had fled from days ago. I knew they were looking for me, and I couldn't afford to let them see me. I quickly ducked behind a car and watched them from a distance.As I observed them, I realised that they were searching for me. I knew that Romeo had sent his best warriors to find me and bring me back to the pack, no matter what. I felt a shiver run down my spine at the thought of being forced to return to the pack I had fought so hard to leave.I stayed h
CHAPTER 119NATALIAMy heart raced as I stared at the pile of dresses on my bed. I knew that today was the day of the Hunting festival of Romeo's pack, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled deep within me. I had left the pack's territory behind and had been staying at Knight's villa, but the weight of the day still burdened me.As I tossed and turned in bed the night before, my head pounding with anxiety, I couldn't help but wonder if I should even go to the Hunting festival. I had left the pack for a reason, and the thought of returning made me uneasy. But something deep inside me stirred a longing to reconnect with the pack and the life I had left behind.But now, as I looked at the pile of dresses on my bed, I realized with a sinking feeling that I had left all of my wearable dresses in Romeo's pack. I regretted not packing more when I had left, and now I had to choose from the few options available to me. My head pounded even more as I contemplated what to wea
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