George watched Ana, unhappy that she again refused to feed from him. He understood she’d become reliant on him, and she feared their bond. He couldn’t see her hurting like this much longer. George would have to intervene and do something drastic soon. Or Ana might do something desperate and lose control of what she did. He couldn’t allow that to happen, not now or ever. That would seal their already sealed fate. It killed him to know that she’d lost everything along with him. He’d not wanted that in the beginning. Now his feelings waffled from one extreme emotion to another. Even as he craved more of her. George keenly felt the guilt of sentencing Ana to the life of a fugitive because he couldn’t keep his pants on around her. He loved her and yet hated where she came from for the laws they created and enforced. All at the same time, he felt he betrayed his loyalty to the emperor and empire. He felt like his emotions were a rope bei
George stood there outside of the shower. Naked. Nothing hid his perfect body from her. Nothing hid the fact he’d entered, intending to find some action with her. Right now, Ana didn’t understand what she felt. These feelings were they hers, his, or some weird combination. But she craved the feel of his cock thrusting into her as she fed from him. It became so consuming; it scared her a little. She had to trust George to be stronger than her. He needed to control this situation because she didn’t think she could. He entered the shower behind her. Ana didn’t listen to very much to what he said once her fangs sank into his wrist, and he wrapped his body around hers. George had her up against the shower tiles, his throbbing member pressing insistently at the junction of her thighs. His free hand went to her pussy and found her clit. Her moan tore from her lips, muffled by his wrist as he teased her clit.
This should have been easy to take over in the ambassadorial position. It wasn’t. Magnus hated everything and everyone in and around it. How had they found so many boy scouts to work together at the same goal? No one had any aims or goals. No thought to benefit personally from this entire situation. How could he blackmail people to get what he wanted done if they abided by every rule in the book and then some? He hated it here. Now he wondered if he’d aimed too high with this position and became too greedy. No one from the Blood Traitor’s Network answered his messages or contacted him. He hoped that meant they accepted and appreciated his efforts to live by their code and further their agenda. His only problem now came in the form that he now had people keeping track of his whereabouts and his dealings with everyone. This meant he now worked under a lot of strain because he couldn’t exercise his demons by playing with his pretty gi
“You must do something Franco sooner rather than later. I hate speaking up like this to you. You are the emperor, not me. But I don’t understand what you are waiting on. I’m afraid Tatiana will try to hurt you again. Word below stairs is she’s acting erratically and speaking irrationally. Something isn’t adding up.” Franco’s lover, Eva, sat nearby him as he worked at composing his wishes and ensuring every decision, he made was a sound one. He didn’t want any loopholes or failures. “Eva dear. Relax. I have a plan, but it may take time for it to mature into its full potential. It’s part of the reason I allowed Adriana to get to safety before even showing myself to anyone.” He rubbed his burning eyes. He’s been looking at so many pages and trying to expect loopholes and objections. There were so many things that could go wrong and if any of it went wrong, his position on the throne would teeter or he’d fall right off it. “Yes, I don
Finally, he’d been able to pack up Ana and Xavier to head to the cottage home he’d acquired for them. He wanted a place where it would only be them. Where Ana could feel their bond in her body and soul. She needed to understand that their lives may have changed forever, and they needed to stick with this bond for their survival. Their future and their sanity would demand it. Fate gave them each other and only the foolish ignored fate’s gifts. “George, this place is beautiful. How did you find it? Are you sure we’re safe here, though?” “We’re still in the Black River Territory and they have people who patrol up here. It’s as safe as anywhere else within their territory. We just have a little more space for ourselves for a little while.” Even Xavier seemed to appreciate the space of a house, all to the three of them. The little mutt ran happily through the house, sniffing and rifling through every nook and cranny. H
Tatiana thought she could avoid meeting with Sabre and not suffer any sort of further punishment. What Tatiana didn’t understand was Sabre was within the palace watching her. Watching her pull royal guards off duty and blackmail them into assisting her with her needs. Not just serving as messengers and maids. No, she had them servicing her needs. She now had found several who liked to have a rough interaction with a woman. Her problem was that now that she’d experienced it with a man, it wasn’t enough. Tatiana wanted more. It took her a while to understand they liked it rough, and she did as well. Tatiana also enjoyed being watched. She wanted to be told how she’d be fucked with an audience. Another secret she had to keep deep down in her soul, or she’d fail as an empress. No one would want a woman leading them that wanted only to fuck at the direction of an observer. Tatiana couldn’t believe she’d been twisted so much by Sabre. Their love-hate rela
The Wolf Shifters reached out to the Vampires. Franco couldn’t believe what he saw. Historically, this didn’t happen in any official capacity. But Edger received the request through official channels and with the urgent sound of the request Franco accepted out of curiosity. What could the Wolf Shifter Representative on the Ruling Council want to speak to him about? When Edger inquired about what the issue was about, he received a rather terse response about his representation within the Ruling Council. As if he hadn’t had enough difficulties on his hands. Franco struggled with the parade of people offering sympathies. The widows wishing to offer him comfort, and the father’s offering their daughter as a replacement for his empress. As if he could easily replace Lolita. He thought he loved her once and look where that got him. Now why would he want to put himself right back where he started? Lolita pushed for their union at every turn and had help fr
Tatiana lost consciousness at some point and when she came to again, she lay in her bed with people all around her. They seemed upset, but she didn’t have the strength to care or be annoyed by them. Nor did she have the energy to order them from her room. She wasn’t sure what happened to her and couldn’t at that time tell them. She faded out again after that and floated in an odd blackness full of pain. Tatiana’s mind struggled to know whether that pain was good or bad. * * * The healer left the Crown Princess’ suite and went to report to the emperor. He entered the large hall to find the room full of people and excitement. The emperor sat on his throne again, overseeing all of this, with a woman resting comfortably on the arm of his throne. Everything within the p