CalyxI don’t know why I even suggested doing a binding spell. I just didn’t want her to try to leave me again. Desperation clawed at my chest as I felt my magic hum through my body, the sickly darkness closing in on me. She was the one thing that seemed to stop those dark whispers, binding her to me … would it save me? Save us? I don’t know, but I also couldn’t risk another failed attempt at the ritual. The second she agreed, I lifted the spell drowning out our voices as I grabbed her wrist leading her out of the noisy tavern. The sounds of chatter and music filled our ears, almost deafening from the silence.As we stepped onto the busy street, I searched frantically for a secluded spot where we could perform the ritual. My hands trembled with anticipation and anger as I thought about what she had done. It was just a simple spell, requiring only a cut on our palms and a few words, but I wanted to make her work for it. Make her prove her devotion to getting her wolf back. I had given
Calyx“I only belong to Calyx.” Her words tumbled out of her mouth in desperate gasps as I pressed my body against hers. The scent of sex filled the air, mingled with the musky aroma of arousal. I could feel the heat radiating from her core as she begged for me to take her. With a growl, I thrust into her wetness, our bodies fitting together perfectly like two puzzle pieces. The scent of sex filled the air, mixing with the heady aroma of our arousal. Her back arched, and she moaned loudly as my length stretched her out. She clung to the bedsheets, unable to control the pleasure coursing through her. Our eyes locked and I could see the desire burning in hers as I continued to pound into her relentlessly.My hands roamed up her body, squeezing and caressing her breasts before cupping her face. The taste of her skin was like sweet honey on my tongue as I trailed kisses down her neck and chest. Our noses brushed as I used my fingers to tease her clit. Her moans and whimpers drove me wild,
NaomiAs the bonding between Calyx and I completed, his animalistic desire for me consumed him. It was both terrifying and exhilarating as he ravaged my body with a desperate hunger. Unlike Elio, who always showed a rough and brutal passion, Cal had moments of tenderness that shone through before being overtaken by lust. In those brief moments, I could see the raw vulnerability in his eyes before it was masked by desire. And when he used his magic on me, it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. It ruined me for all other men - I would need a harem to come close to replicating what Cal could do. But even then, I wasn’t sure it would be enough.I lay on the creaky hotel bed, his weight pressing down on me as he snored softly. Through the thin curtains, the morning light filtered in, casting a soft glow over our tangled bodies. As he snored softly, I couldn’t help but feel a strange connection to him. It was like I could sense his thoughts and emotions flickering in my mind bef
CalyxThe drive back to the Chaos Coven was a blur of trees and streetlights. My hand rested on the gearshift, feeling Naomi’s emotions buzzing like a live wire. Anger, confusion, and fear seemed to fight for dominance as she gazed out the window, her dark brown eyes fixed on the barren landscape whizzing by. A heavy silence filled the car, broken only by the occasional sigh that escaped her lips. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of relaxation now that she was bonded to me, but I also wondered what was going through her mind. Was she regretting our connection? Or simply lost in thought?I led her to the bedroom, making sure she was settled and comfortable. The full moon was only a few days away, and I wanted her to be well-rested for our upcoming ritual. I suggested we enjoy some afternoon pleasure, but she declined, citing soreness from our bonding night. Guilt washed over me as I remembered how roughly I had handled her. Next time, I promised myself, I would use my magic to heal her
NaomiAs Cal left the room, I let out a sigh of relief and focused on the tingling sensation in my veins. The bond between us had strengthened after our bloods mixed, and I could feel his magic coursing through me. It gave me a glimmer of hope - there was no way I could survive as a wolf less wolf. A human. The lingering magic in my blood gave me strength. It clung to blood humming in my veins. Now, I just needed to learn how to harness it.As I stepped into the room, it was like walking into a dazzling jewel box. The walls were painted in rich shades of emerald and teal, glistening under the soft glow of golden lights. Magnificent patterns, intricately woven with threads of gold, adorned every surface, adding an air of opulence to the space. The floor was covered in a deep blue rug, so plush that every step felt like floating on a tranquil sea. I sank into its luxurious depths, my feet enveloped in its velvety softness. High above me, a chandelier glittered like stars in the lofty ce
NaomiI sank into the plush, teal jade comforter and let out a contented sigh. The room was like a sanctuary, with large windows allowing the golden rays of the morning sun to pour in. As I awoke from sleep, my thoughts turned to my family back home. I could almost taste my mother’s homemade meals and hear my sister’s laughter echoing through the house. But then reality hit me; I was here at the Chaos Coven, cut off from them with no way of communicating. They didn’t even know where I was. It felt like we were living in parallel universes, each going about our lives without ever finding a way back to each other. A sense of longing washed over me as I nestled down on my cotton candy cloud of a bed.Lying in bed, I couldn’t escape the suffocating silence that filled the room. As my thoughts drifted to my younger sister, a pang of envy and bitterness rose within me. My parents were always driven by ambition, using their children as pawns in their pursuit of power.She was always the favou
NaomiOdette’s grip on my shoulder is like a vice, her perfectly manicured nails digging into my skin with each step she takes. The pressure sends a wave of pain through my arm as I’m forced over to a stool, sandwiched between the imposing figures of Tobin and Ataz. Despite my attempts to squeeze in, their massive bodies don’t budge an inch, their muscular thighs pressing against mine. With a sickly sweet smile, Odette sets down a heaping plate of breakfast items that turns my stomach with their greasy shine and overwhelming smell. She places her hand on her hip, radiating power and control as she watches me squirm in discomfort under her piercing gaze. The room feels suffocating with her dominating presence, like I am trapped in a small box with no escape.“Come on, darlings, eat up,” Odette encourages, her voice like velvet and honey. She pops a bright red cherry into her perfectly painted mouth, the juice dripping down her chin in a tantalising way. Next to me, the two men snicker
NaomiCal leads us out the back of the house, his grip on my arm tight enough to bruise as we step into the garden. A patch of scorched earth catches my eye and I shudder at the sight of odd stones scattered around. Cal’s face turns to a scowl as he notices where I’m looking. “Hurry up, pet,” he snaps, unlocking his car and opening the passenger door for me. I slide in, ready to take a deep breath, but Cal follows me and looms over me, his face inches from mine as he pulls the seatbelt across my body. His eyes rake down my figure before settling on my lips. “That dress looks stunning on you,” he murmurs, his voice laced with possessiveness. The click of the seatbelt seems to seal me into his control.He slams the door shut with a deafening clap, his powerful frame filling the car as he starts the engine. My eyes are drawn to the intricate symbol tattoos adorning his bulging muscles, and I cannot help but feel both intimidated and mesmerised by them as they start to writhe and twist, m