NOLAN
Nolan returned to the palace and rounded up a few of his best Gamma warriors to come practice fencing with him. He was frustrated and needed to let off some steam.
In the morning, he tracked down that chauffeur from the umbrella incident photos.
The man told the prince that Yena had taken a ride to campus the previous morning, but not to attend classes. She said she was meeting with a professor and asked the driver to wait in the parking lot, saying she would only be a few minutes.
It was about half an hour, the driver said, between their arrival at the school and the start of the sudden downpour, when he spotted Yena coming out of the building under her teacher’s umbrella.
Nolan had the driver take him there. To the exact building where Yena had gone for that meeting
YENA “He’s your BROTHER?” I could hardly process what Nolan was saying to me. “Half-brother,” he corrected.He slid his phone over to me. The screen was open to a news article that had been published early this morning and was now, apparently, being reposted all over social media. The article had a horrible, salacious headline about me, and contained a bunch of pictures of me and Adan under his umbrella. I couldn’t believe it. And apparently, the professor had been keeping a secret from me — the fact that he was actually my brother-in-law. “Why didn’t you tell me about any of this before?” I asked Nolan, pushing the phone back over to
Lucy and I had classes on campus around the same time, so we met up afterward and drove together to the palace. She was coming over to try on the designs I had partially constructed, so that I could fit them to her and work out some of the final touches. I don’t think I have ever seen anyone so excited before in my life.Lucy was elated and wide-eyed, exclaiming over everything as I walked her through the palace to my and Nolan’s wing.And she might have been just as thrilled about the fitting, too. Everything I handed her was “beautiful,” “gorgeous,” or “perfect.” We worked on the green gown all afternoon. I had the base layer almost finished, so we fit that to her first. Then we played around with some diffserent fabrics layered over the skirt. Lucy was a good sport, and a good model.
NOLANIt had been a while since the princess had let him fuck her.It was all he could think about the whole time they were fencing. He blamed being distracted by her body for the point that she somehow scored against him.Still, she impressed him.She was more athletic than he had expected. She was motivated and focused too. He admired that.And he was surprised when she started flirting with him after their practice. Lately she had been acting disinterested in him. Keeping her distance.So when she started her little strip tease in the fencing room, he just about lost his mind.He threw her against the wall way too hard. But he couldn’t control himself, and he could feel that she was loving it. He stopped trying hold back.He wanted to taste her. He wrapped her legs around his waist and put a few fingers inside her. She was tight and dripping wet.He pulled his fingers out and licked one. S
“Adan?” “Yeah,” Lucy said. “Have you heard of him?” I could only smile and shake my head. “Yeah, I know him actually.” Her eyes widened. “Really? How?” “We just happened to meet on campus one day,” I started. “Isn’t he amazing?” she asked with a big smile on her face. “Well,” I said, “I haven’t known him for very long, but he’s definitely very smart.” “And isn’t he dreamy?” she continued. “I can hardly pay attention in class.” I tilted my head at her. “Well, I really only
NOLAN Nolan got up quietly, hours before sunrise. He pulled the covers up around Yena’s bare shoulders. She was sound asleep and snoring lightly.He dressed and started to exit, then found himself pacing back over to the bed and gazing at the peaceful expression on her face as he thought about what he was about to do.This morning, he had a very early meeting scheduled with the Secretary of State. Kerr had been the one to request the meeting. But then he had made it very difficult to schedule, canceling several appointments at the last minute.It was a power play. Kerr was trying to bait the prince into going into a conversation irritated and off his game. Nolan could not have refused to take the meeting. It was important to keep up appearances right now. He was still trying to figure out what exactly wa
Of course Nolan could have lost control. But he kept it together.Just barely. He forced himself to slow his pace. His arms did not want to stay at his sides, but he made them. Adan was looking very smug. His appearance had hardly changed, as far as Nolan could remember. He was older, yes, but Adan’s signature half-smile, always so charming and successful, was completely the same. Nolan looked to Yena. His body reacted before he could stop it and in an instant he was holding her in his arms. She did not try to break away from him. But she put a hand to his chest and very quietly said, “Nolan!” Her face was bright red. Adan had said, “Little brother.”
YENA It was not how I’d expected to spend the night before the show. Fucking and fighting with Nolan.I figured I’d be up obsessing over the work, finding something to mess with and maybe mess up at the last minute. All the drama at least distracted me from thinking about all that.Next thing I knew my alarm was going off in the morning. Nolan was in the shower. I went in after him and he left the room without looking at me.I was getting dressed when he came to tell me he was leaving. He walked up from behind me and put his arms around me and kissed my cheek.“You’re going to be great,” he said, making eye contact with me in the mirror.“Thank you,” I said. Neither of us tried a smile. The air in the room was thick.I turned around before he could leave and looked him in the eye directly.Nolan opened his mouth and froze. I could al
NOLAN Nolan should have been focused on his morning meetings, but he was distracted thinking about Yena. He had been distracted thinking about Yena since the night he met her.From the beginning, he was addicted to the girl. The feeling he got from touching her was like a drug. And every day she got even more beautiful, somehow.But it was even worse now. Now that he could admit to himself that it was about more than just sex. He cared about Yena more than he had ever cared about anyone. She had been at the school for hours but had not called him. Nolan was obsessively looking at his phone every chance he got, each time feeling a little worse when he saw his only notifications were business related. The show had started by now.&n
YENANolan took one look at me, as I stepped out into the surprisingly bright morning light, and placed a hand flat on his chest. His mouth dropped open, releasing a sigh.I watched as his keen eyes roved the entire length of my body, taking in every detail. From the clear glass peep-toe high heels on my feet, to the dress, the earrings, the hair, and… the finishing touch: my golden laurel leaf crown. The one Nolan gave me the first time we married, which marked me as his Luna.I had to stop in my tracks and catch my breath, myself. This, I realized as I took everything in, was the wedding of my dreams.To my surprise, our friend Cindy was standing under the very center of the vine-laced archway – she was clearly all set up to be the officiant for our ceremony. She grinned and winked at me when our eyes met, as if to say, Surprise! The King and Queen stood to one side of the aisle, eyes on me as I walked down with my parents, each with approving expressions and slight smiles. At Nola
Evan smiled broadly at the sight of me and Lucy in our dresses, our hair and makeup all done up. “Whoa,” he said, going wide-eyed. “You girls look incredible.”“Oh my Goddess, back at you!” I cried, making my brother blush. Evan was all cleaned up, had even gotten a haircut, and he was wearing a gorgeous, expensive tuxedo with a boutonniere in the lapel that matched my bouquet. “What is all this?”“Oh. Didn’t you know? I am the Best Man.” He grinned guiltily, cheesing with his teeth clenched.“Oh, that is so…” I felt tears pinging at my eyes, thinking about Nolan making the gesture of asking Evan to stand beside him at our ceremony. That must have been what they were discussing at Tina’s. “That’s sweet, Evan. I’m sure it means a lot to Nolan. Thank you.”He shrugged, starting to look awkward.“Be right back, guys,” Lucy said, heading for the fancy little half-bathroom that was directly across the hall from my studio.“Yena, I’m really happy for you,” Evan said to me quietly once she w
“Can I see it?” Nolan asked. His green eyes lit up with curious excitement.He and I were just finishing dinner together, and I’d told him all about my day with Lucy and how hard we’d worked to finish my wedding dress for tomorrow. I was absolutely thrilled with the end result, but my eyes were also tired from all the focused work and lack of breaks, and my fingers were stiff from so much sewing. It had been a while since I had done this much detail work in such a short period of time. “Hmm.” I thought over Nolan’s request. “Can you wait? I think it’ll be more fun if you see it on me tomorrow for the first time.”He nodded reluctantly. “I can wait. If I must.”“I’m so excited.” I beamed. I didn’t mean just about the dress. “This is going to be really fun. Thank you for doing this with me.”Nolan offered me one of his own big, beautiful smiles in return. “I’m excited, too. And listen, I had an idea…” He pushed his dinner plate away and turned his full body to face me.“Oh? What’s that
Nolan shook his head and mumbled “no” between soft little kisses. “I don’t want to do that to you too much, Yena. Not if I don’t need it.”I hummed out a reproving, “Hmmm…” and used a single finger to gently guide Nolan’s face up to mine. “You don’t have to hold back with me, you know.”Suddenly, while he held my gaze, I felt Nolan’s big dick starting to swell, tapping against my thigh.“Bite me. Drink my blood. Please.”My voice took on a silky quality.“I want you to. I think you do need it.” I moved my mouth to his strong neck, planted a soft kiss there and then dragged my lips up to his ear. “And you know that it feels good for me too, right?”I teased his ear with my tongue, and Nolan groaned.I angled my hips up toward his, and soon he was easing himself inside me while I breathed deeply and mumbled lot of little begs for him to keep going.He moved one hand to the back of my head and fisted a sloppy bunch of my hair.My eyes flew open—I didn’t realized they’d fallen closed. His
YENAWatching my adoptive mother embracing my giant husband right now was hilarious.Tina did this to everyone she loved – and who knows why? – tried to show them how much she cared by embracing them in tight, smothering bear hugs. If I hadn’t known it before today, I knew now that she loved Nolan like family, because she appeared to be trying her best to strangle him to death.The look on my Alpha’s face was what was killing me. Nolan didn’t know what to do, how to escape Tina politely and with dignity. So I sacrificed myself to save him, squishing between the two and taking the next big hug from Tina for myself.“Oh, I was so very happy to hear from you, sweetheart! To what do we owe this visit?”Tina released my bear hug and started playing with my hair, fluffing it up and pulling loose curls forward over my shoulders. I could tell she was admiring how long it had gotten.“Well, we have something to invite you to,” I said vaguely. “But I’d rather wait to talk about it till we can a
NOLANThick morning fog rolled through the cemetery in a hurry, kissing the edges of headstones that cluttered its path. It dissolved under the slow footsteps of three black-clad mourners crossing the dewy grounds as they picked their way toward the yawning mouth of an open grave.A lone priest in a long black cassock stood waiting near the casket. In one hand he clutched an old book, a fragile artifact bound in soft purple cloth. The other hand rose in greeting as first Nolan, then Yena and Cindy came into his view, stomping out fog in their wake.Nolan let go of Yena’s hand when they reached the old man’s graveside. He exchanged some words with the priest, with whom he’d earlier spoken on the phone, and then made introductions between the holy man and his wife and good friend.“An honor to meet you all.” The priest bowed his head. “I am very sorry it is under these circumstances.”The man was middle-aged, but his voice sounded weathered, perhaps permanently hoarse from decades of ov
YENAI’m not sure how exactly, but I felt Nolan’s presence as he approached from down the hall. I looked up, expecting to see him in the doorway, but he was not there yet.The sound of his footsteps on the marble floors hit my ears next. Then finally my prince appeared, pausing at the threshold of my studio and raising his hand to knock on the open door. He met my eyes instantly, since I’d been watching for him. “Hey.” He lowered his arm and stepped inside.“Hi. How’s your mom?”“She’s good. She seems to like the idea of the vow renewal ceremony.”I stood as Nolan reached my desk. He bent to kiss me, his arms wrapping around my waist. I circled his neck with my forearms and let him lift me up off my feet for a second.He put me down, pulled away and smiled. “You’re in a good mood.”“Funny, I was just thinking the same thing about you.”He shrugged. “Maybe I am. Kind of strange.”“Being in a good mood is strange?”Nolan stepped away and started a slow stroll around the room. “Honestl
Nolan teased me with his fingertips till I was writhing, unable to stay still though he had a tight hold on my body and kept me seated in his lap. His mouth was busy on my neck, alternately breathing heavily to take in my scent and giving me hard, sloppy bite-kisses that felt like they’d leave bruises.I ran my fingers through his hair, slid my hands down his neck and all across the broad muscles of his shoulders.And grumbled impatiently, “Oh, fuck me.”“Thought you’d never ask,” he said, then he stood up with one easy step, turned, and threw me down onto the bed.He climbed on top of me. My legs wrapped back around his middle like they belonged there. His mouth went my ear and he licked the edge of it, giving me a chill.Then he whispered, “Any other requests?”“Hmm. Just a question.”He arched one of his dark, thick and lovely eyebrows. “Oh yeah? What’s that?”“Do you want me to be quiet this time?” I asked. “Or do you want everyone on this train to hear what you can do to me?”The
I had not meant to bring up the subject of sexual fidelity. But that’s what I did, by accident.That’s what a wedding ring represents, isn’t it? And here I had gone and asked my husband if he ever took his ring off. Just after we reunited after being separated.“No,” I answered, shaking my head. “I’ve never taken my ring off, not since you gave it to me. When I thought you really wanted to divorce me, I thought about it. But it seemed wrong and sad and I never could do it. And I didn’t mean to imply anything by asking you that…”He arched an eyebrow. Said nothing. And kept watching me, with less and less patient curiosity, as I continued on with my efforts to remove his wedding ring.My little plan was not going super smoothly so far.“Yena. Why are you trying to take that off?”“Hush,” I said, giggling nervously. “I will explain in just a minute. I only want to take it off for a second, okay?”“Okay.” An amused smile tugged at his lips, but his eyebrows still looked stern.“Why didn’