Naomi “And that’s all there is to it, got it?” Jasmin asked as she handed the pint I had just poured to one of the patrons. I nodded. It was easy enough, not that I had really done anything like this before, but how hard could it be? After that, Jasmin flurried about behind the bar, pouring drinks as I watched. Whenever there was a spare moment, she would fix Calyx another drink. Neat whiskey. Every time. I poured pints for several customers, spilling it once or twice as I handed them to each one, taking the money and ringing it up in the till. The bar smelt of stale ale. The floor was sticky, as my boots constantly needed pulling to move around the small area. I was careful not to bend too low. The bar was full with mostly men loitering there sat on the stools. One wrong move and they would see everything. I think that was their plan. The glass I was holding suddenly shattered and fell to the floor. I immediately picked up the pieces, completely forgetting I wasn’t wearing any und
Naomi Calyx pushes me back against the door to my bedroom, his fierce body heat pressing up against me as his lips devour mine, leaving me breathless and wanting. My hands tug at his clothes, his thick thigh wedged between my legs as I grind against it. My body burns with pleasure, every touch and kiss leaving me hungry and begging for more. “I knew wolves were horny, but holy shit, you are on another level,” he says, in between kisses. My skirt has ridden up and nothing is between me and his thick thigh. I can already feel my wetness on his jeans. My fingers clutch at his shoulders as I struggle to hold back my climax. I tug his shirt off at the same time he tugs my top up, exposing my breasts to him. The chilly salty air causes them to harden before his huge calloused hands tightly grab them, making me moan in pleasure. The door bangs as my body withers against it. He nibbles my dark chocolate nipple as I arch in satisfaction. “Turn around,” he orders as he smacks my ass. My arms
Naomi I hadn’t seen Calyx for several days now. Each one of my shifts was just a blur of me staring at the corner he always sits in. The stool is empty. That corner of the bar was dark, void of any life. My fists ball as I pour another ale, slamming it down on the bar as I take the change, unable to force a smile as I move on to the next customer. I can see Jasper and Jasmin exchange looks between each other. Jasper has a frown, his lips pressed together as he watches me. “Eat something, Naomi, you're dead on your feet,” I hummed a response, continuing on with whatever I needed to do to get through the day. Jasmin, on the other hand, just scowls at me every chance she gets. “I told you to stay away from him. Cal hates wolves. I was just trying to help you. Now you have ruined everything.” It seems I scared off her best customer. I mumbled a fake apology to her as she huffed, grabbing dirty glasses from the bar as I poured more drinks. The anger burned inside the only thing keeping me
Naomi Calyx carried me over his shoulder like a giant sack of potatoes. I was torn between the mixture of relief at feeling his body against mine, even if it was just his shoulder digging in my ribs and my urge to claw him to pieces. Which would be significantly harder given the now absence of my claws. “Get off of me! I need to get back to work!” I pound my fists into his muscular back, gritting my teeth as he chuckles, barely noticing my actions. He probably thinks I’m giving him a massage without my shifter strength. “The only way you are getting off pet is on my thigh,” he laughs as his large palm smacks down onto my ass, the wet fabric of my clothes making it sound so much louder. I fight the urge to feel turned on by that. I hear him sniff the air, laughing as his hand smooths over my ass cheeks. Oh goddess, I can already feel the hit pooling in my belly, the ache between my legs. I should hate him, but my body seems to have other ideas. We walk the length of the beach, the i
NaomiCalyx stares at me, his expression void of any emotion, as if my questioning any of this is completely unreasonable. I go to scoff and he grabs my chin with his fingers painfully hard, his dark eyes burning as he closes the distance between us. “I’ll do whatever the fuck I want with you, got it!” he spat and despite his anger, I felt a wave wash through me, making me feel calm as I nodded.The engine roared as he cut me another few looks before putting the car in gear. He then leaned across the middle, planting one final kiss on my lips. His taste lingered on my tongue as we started the drive out of Bloodmoon Bay. I gazed out the window, seeing the scenery change as I tugged the clothes I had closer, feeling a chill. Cal’s hand landed on my thigh, his large rough warm palm heating my skin beneath it. “It’s a long drive. You should relax,” his voice was like a melody as I nodded, sinking back into my chair as his thumb placed circles on my skin.I zoned in and out hearing him sing
CalyxIt was interesting watching her expressions as she took in the views of my coven. To be fair, the place does look rather magical with vines wrapped around the vast estate, wisteria hanging from every alcove trees woven all around as a waterfall gushes to the side, but looks can be deceiving. She looked at everything, utterly captivated, as she observed where I had brought her.This is not the first time I had brought a wolf here, but something about her made my gut twist. I had taken precautions, but it was too late to turn back now. The rest of my coven was making the arrangements, and when the full moon came, we would start the ritual.I tucked one of her braids behind her ear, her dark, soulful eyes gazing up at me as she leaned into my touch. I knew it wasn’t entirely real, but I enjoyed it all the same. The way she looked wearing my clothes didn’t help matters. They say wolves are possessive, but I think I’d give them a fair run for their money. I almost felt sorry for her.
NaomiThe place they had brought me to was truly peculiar. As I stepped outside, my senses were overwhelmed by the vibrant sight of emerald green grass swaying gently in the breeze, the symphony of chirping birds, and the soothing sound of flowing water. It was a picturesque scene that could easily grace the pages of a fairytale. However, as I ventured inside, a stark contrast awaited me. The furniture, with its intricate carvings and exquisite designs, seemed more fitting for a museum than a home. Yet, amidst the grandeur of each room, an eerie absence of warmth and vitality lingered in the air. It felt as if every breath I took subtly drained my energy, leaving me with a sense of unease.The members of his coven appeared to be... well, polite? Tobin and Ataz graciously escorted me upstairs, their footsteps light and almost ethereal. I caught a whiff of a subtle, earthy scent as we ascended, mingling with the faint aroma of incense that wafted through the air. Meanwhile, downstairs, C
NaomiMy world spins as I try to breathe and focus on what I’m seeing. This is not normal. I feel my chest ache as I see not one but three Calyx’s around the room as Odette is splayed out on the table. Her hair is pooled along the desk with strands hanging down towards the floor like a golden waterfall. One of the Cals is nestled between her legs, his tongue ravaging her pussy as she grinds her hips against him. Her eyes half lidded having not seen me because another of the Cal’s is currently toying with her full supple breasts his thick veiny cock being worked in one of her hands as her head turns to the side whilst the last Cal is currently fucking her mouth. All three of them are so engrossed in their pleasure they don’t even see me standing there. Caly’s dark eyes gleam as he grunts and groans, seeking pleasure from her body. Odette seems to be on fucking cloud nine pun intended, as every inch of her body is worked over. The Cal sucking on her breasts slowly descends a hand betwe