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I move so fast blood spurts down my chin but I hit Adelaide just in time that we go down together and I take the brunt of the flames behind her instead.She lets out an oof sound and the scent of her wafts into my nose. I don’t have to worry that I have hit some other brown-haired woman because I know it’s her.I know it’s Adelaide and I know she’s here. She’s back….. But she’s not supposed to be.“Cain!”Adelaide’s power shrouds us and I feel the world shift. Blinding white light flashes past my eyes one moment and the next, I can’t hear the sounds of Rafie’s capital or Lyros and the castle’s warriors preparing for another attack.I’m only distinctly aware of the sound of a crashing sea and the whine of the wind whipping around us. What I'm fully aware of is the person beneath me.Adelaide feels warm, and this close to her I can see the brown caramel of her eyes and the care that’s in them for me.I can’t bring myself to look away and I know she feels it too.She doesn’t just feel it
Cain kisses me until my lips are sore and I realize that this is what I wanted.He is what I've always wanted.This time I do not get any flashes of Lyros, I do not think of him and that wicked grin he wears. I focus on Cain and his solid form against me.He gives me a grounding feeling, like he can anchor me to this reality if I am ever to float away.Desire curls up in me as he gently touches me, his hands pinching and squeezing my breasts through the fabric of my shirt.I can feel him hard against me, but we do not rush. We take our time at a slow and languid pace and something in me seems to unravel at this feeling of being with him.The uncertainty and the doubt in myself, they melt away in the heat of Cain’s kisses and the hard lines of his body.I groan softly and I moan when he ruts against me, and we keep going like that until I am drunk on the taste of him. Cain doesn’t complain and he doesn’t make me feel inadequate. He doesn’t make me feel scared, and as we finally separat
Cain wakes just as I step through the veil with a pot and a bag of potatoes in hand.World walking is easier than it seems, though each time I do it, I'm scared I might end up where I don't want to.I have stepped into the human cities for some pepper, though the store was closed and I had to take it without paying. I didn’t have the money for it anyway.“So you just took it?Cain’s groggy voice is soft in my head and the whistling wind around us whips my hair every which way. I frown at the light judgment in his tone but he smiles and tries to get up so he can help me. The deer is still there, slain, unalive, not breathing, and for a minute I feel a twinge of regret at the fact that we killed it. But we have to eat and this is the only thing to eat.“Can you help me lug some of these things back to the cave Mister? The storm’s coming in fast.”Cain nods and gets up, still blinking away exhaustion and still having that streak of dried blood now caked to his face.He needs a bath we bo
Cain doesn’t shield us from the rain when we exit the cave and I have the time of my life running in the cold with him.The bite of the water on my skin, the chill of the wind and the way the ground simply becomes a slippery little playfield. The way Cain chuckles when we slide together and I laugh so loud it feels like my heart will burst.It isn’t nightfall yet because the skies aren’t pitch black. The slight darkness we’re experiencing is because of the stormy clouds spilling rain on us in torrents, and something about the chaos of all this appeals to me.The beauty of the rain. Of running hand in hand with Cain.Of knowing I am going to be more or less intimate with him if we get there, and knowing that whatever happens, nothing will beat these moments.These moments where I do not have to worry about anything even though my problems have just magnified by a millionfold.Where Cain is almost as carefree as I am.Where he is as carefree as I am because he’s happy with me and we’re
Cain sits with his back to the edge of the pool and his legs spread out. The water isn’t deep, but the surface is high enough that half of Cain’s midsection is completely submerged in the pool.His body is still impressive regardless and as I settle in between his spread legs. Cain’s eyes meet mine and I can see every breath he takes making his chest tremble.Our lips meet again and this time, the kiss is nothing short of magical.Cain’s tongue snakes into my mouth and he kisses me with a fierce passion that I return. His hands roam my body, the flesh of my back, the curve of my hips. I moan because it sets my body on fire and my breasts brush the hard planes of his chest.Each contact with his skin sends an electric current of desire through me and my legs brush Cain’s cock.My hands reach for it and the moment I make contact, he moans so hard against my lips it’s like a guttural groan. I trace the shape of his cockhead, from the well-formed crown to the downward curves of his organ.
Cain cums with a deep groan and I pant against the skin of his neck. The rain has subsided and my bones feel like they’ve been melted. The exhaustion that settles deep into me is a comfortable exhaustion. My body feels well sated and Cain is staring at me from the corner of his eyes now. Like he’s surprised about something and though I do not know what it is, I laugh and watch a smile spread on his face. When I speak my voice is barely a croak and it’s such a husky timbre it sends goosebumps down my skin. “How are we going to get back to the cave? I don’t think I can move anymore.” Desire sparks in Cain’s eyes and he kisses the swell of my breasts. “That’s what I was aiming for. Fucking you so good your body would feel like mush and your brain would bliss out.” My eyes veer to his cock of their own volition and I almost groan because how is he hard again? He’s cummed like three times already? I’ve done double that number and I don't think my body can take any more. I’d probably
“I can’t find them anywhere.” Alizadeh’s admission grates against my nerves and I clench my jaw as I stare out the window. Six days. They have been gone for six days and not even all our combined attempts could pinpoint where they are. “It’s like they’ve vanished off the face of the earth.” If Alizadeh’s sight can’t find them then nothing can. Not me and the residue of the Lycan’s flame still in the fang across a chain on my neck. Not Rafie and his now limited power and guards. Nothing will be able to get a fix on their location, and it’s all because I let them get away. Rafie barges into the room and collapses into a chair. “Any luck?” His voice is laced with tension and the expression on his face is grim. Alizadeh’s legs untangle from their folded position and the halo of power surrounding him dissipates until his feet are touching the floor again. “There’s nothing on them as far as I can see.” “Then search harder goddamnit!” The words escape me in a semi roar and two se
“So I don't need to learn any spells or things like that? I should just channel my energy?” Cain chuckles and nods. “Yes. Just channel that energy. Spells are tools that help in channeling energy and giving it direction. Some magic users require spells but Lycans don’t. We’re… primal that way. Our magic responds to our needs almost instinctively, so all you need to do is will your power towards your purpose and that power should respond in its own way.” I nod and stare thoughtfully at him. “So….. say I wanted to get every bit of clothing off your body right now. I just have to think of it and my power will make it happen?” Cain smiles so wide it’s almost heart-wrenching to see and I love the fact that he’s smiling so much. “You don’t need to use your magic to get that to happen.” I nod because I don't and Cain settles beside me, staring at me intently as his eyebrows furrow. “You’ve been using powerful magic already. You seem really good at it too. Why not just trust your insti