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
The light around us clears and the once familiar woods of my parent’s pack fills my sight. Did I want my magic to bring us here? Maybe. Maybe I wanted to see where I grew up one last time before I took a step that would change me forever. Maybe I wanted to see this place where I was hated, right from the moment I was born, until my eyes met with that of one person. I’m placing my bets on Cain. I hate how that makes me sound unsure because I'm not. I’m sure that Cain is my one true love. The kindred spirit of the supreme Lycan king Diane fell in love with all those years ago resides in him. He’s the one who broke my curse. So he deserves a tour of the place at least. I take my first step onto the Briarwood pack territory and Alpha magic gives a slow spark in my veins. My father should be alerted to the presence of intruders by now. He should be on his way here, without his son because his son is dead. Lyros killed him, and why? Because Lyros killed his girlfriend too, and h
“Adelaide.” Cain’s warning lands on deaf ears.Adelaide explodes into a being of energy and magic bathes her in its glow. She slams into the dungeons, rips the bars apart, and does what every good friend will do, in the whisk of an eye she frees her jerking friend and then she’s cradling Safira’s head, tapping the side of her face lightly.“Safira?”Safira groans and Adelaide’s breathing hitches. She looks at the state of her friend’s body, the boils sprouting across her arms and over her skin, and then she turns to me, her face filled with open hatred and fierce loathing.“What have you done to her?!”I chuckle despite the urge to stay silent.“I haven’t done anything to her, Adelaide.” Her eyes lock onto mine again and I let mine reflect the passion I feel for her, the want that still burns heavy within me “Nothing, yet.”Safira screams again and Adelaide’s body shudders. The light surrounding her makes her look mystical like an angel just descended from the heavens.A pretty angel
I cry and I call on every bit of power inside me to manifest. I want it to save me and correct the damage Lyros has done because…… he’s done a lot of it.I look at Safira again and she’s heaving quite heavily. Her body is weak, her eyes are constantly closing, and I don't know what to do.And Rhys… he can’t speak. Not because he doesn’t want to but because he can’t. His tongue has been cut out and the pain that must have caused him. “I’ll do it.”Cain’s body releases that cracking sound again and I can't bring myself to look at him. If I do, I don't know what I'd do.I might just decide to kill all of us and get it done and over with. Doing that would mean ending us all, but it would also put their blood on my hands. Them, my friends. I can’t do that.Lyros meets my eyes and I wipe the tears dropping from them. I know what he wants.He doesn’t want me. He wants the happiness he thinks I will bring him. Lyros isn’t driven by love or the need to be loved.He’s past that now. What he wa
She’s back, and she’s mine.Adelaide hums with energy. Strange and foreign energy, but energy that I cannot deny lures me to it.She glances my way and takes a deep breath.“Step back.”Magic blazes to life around her before I can and she pulls in a slow breath.Golden threads float in the air around her and as she sets her eyes on Safira, the half-caste begins to glow, and a soft exhale leaves her lips.Adelaide works healing magic stronger than the best healer I've ever known. She was a woman who was crazy, and who deprived her young son of happiness so much that he promised he’d get it, no matter what.Adelaide’s magic seems to hum a tune and she moves her hand in one clean motion.I feel something prickle the back of my neck and Safira’s body jerks violently. Metallic green gunk hits the wall opposite her and even as a Lycan king, I can feel the potency of that poison.The change is immediate. Safira’s breathing stabilizes and the skin on her arms regains its shine. Adelaide heal
Cain grabs onto my waist and kisses me, hauling me up and plastering me against him. His voice is a rough husk in my ear as he whispers “You did it, Adelaide.” Tears run down my eyes and he hugs me, holding my body to his as I sob into his chest. I don’t think I'd believe what just happened if someone told me it would a few months ago. All I wanted was to be free and run off to hell knows where, but I'm glad for what I did. Now I know I have parents, parents who loved me and a mother who would have done anything for me. I’m not just the pack omega destined to be maltreated and beaten for all of her life. The suffering I went through changed me. It gave me tougher skin and with the power of my heritage… I've just won back my kingdom. Freedom is mine if I want it. Freedom, and power, and love, if I want any of it, and all of it, and I do. I really do. I kiss Cain again, just to cement the fact that we are a thing now. We’re more than a thing. I’m wearing his ring. He’s as much
Lyros is no longer the all-powerful Lycan lording his majesty over the weak populace. We are powerful in our own right now.And in the face of real power, the Lycan king can only do one thing, cower, like a coward.Lyros attempts to run but almost like he knows it’s futile there’s no spirit in it. Lycan speed might have given him a chance, but running was just one final way of making a dash for his life.I flash and slam Lyros with my sword, the blade slapping the side of his face and drawing blood as he tumbles to the ground. I lean down and whisper close to his ear,“I don’t intend to kill you Lord Lyros.”I feel his heartbeat intensify as my words graze his ears but I continue confidently, “I intend to make you pay for all you’ve done. For the young girls you plucked from weak werewolf packs, only to kill them after torturing them, their dreams ended and hopes cut short because of your wickedness. I intend to make you pay for the cities you’ve attacked, the people you have killed,
I rip through the fabric of space as I burn.I feel the Lycan’s flame coursing through my being and it sets me on fire with the force of a supernova. I feel the strength of a thousand stars in me. The flames lick at my dress, burning it short and tattered, turning me into a version these men see, but which they don’t see at all.I wonder how many times Lyros has looked at me and seen nothing but skin. Nothing but clothes in pieces, flesh for the taking, a body to be claimed, and a mind to have fun with.I wonder how many times he’s seen skin and ignored the fire that rages in my heart. Ignored the love I have for the simple things. Ignored the fact that I am more than just skin and flesh, that I am heart and brains and emotion. That I am not his plaything.I am a Queen, and this Kingdom is mine.I kill the King beyond the border first. The battle with him takes less than an hour.In my hand is a sword hot as flame and solid as diamond. Rafie attacks me next so I slay him too.Raymel
We all stand in wait for her.Me, Rafie, Alizadeh, and Galan, all four Lycan kings, we wait for a weak omega female and something hollow rings in my chest. It was stupid to think I could find love.Even before the truth of Elara’s betrayal was revealed to me, I already knew. I already knew something was wrong with my heart and that I couldn't love properly anymore.I should have left it out of the cards, left love to those foolish enough to crave it but instead, I had to go ahead and try to keep her. Adelaide made me imagine something hot and exciting between us, something fiery and passionate, but at the end of the day, she’s expendable.She’s always been. Only I matter.A kingdom rests on my shoulders.“Is she on her way?”Rafie’s voice grates against my nerves but I nod. I’m not angry at him anymore. He’s doing what I didn't have the strength to do.Galan chortles where he stands and I feel my hands clench. I should kill him for using his trickster magic on me, but he saved my life
“How sweet.”Cain’s hand stops immediately and my foggy brain can’t even make sense of what’s happening. Has Cain taken me to the point of release this morning? Yes.I’m worried I might be a horndog.I turn to see Safira leaning on the doorframe. Her dress is so pretty, it drapes over her body like liquid and damn, I almost forgot how pretty she was.She smirks as her eyes meet mine, “Should I leave?” Cain answers sweetly before I can and his reply makes me chuckle. He goes “Yes please.”Safira’s hand twitches and a pillow launches itself at the back of Cain’s head. I let it hit and burst into subdued chuckles when he lets out a slight “oof.”Safirs sighs and shakes her head “You have a meeting in like six minutes. Will you be down?”Cain smirks lazily and shrugs. Safira’s gaze darts to me and she fixes me with an inquisitive stare, “Will he be down?”I nod because despite how much I want him to stay with me and kiss me silly, he’s already explained to me how things are here.He has
Diane visits me one last time in my dreams. She smiles at me and though my heart breaks, I smile back at her.I know this is the end. This is the last time I will see her, and as we stand on the sandy beach, our eyes locked on each other and the resemblance undeniable, I let her embrace me as a mother would her child, and I cry so bad my heart feels like it’s going to break.Diane kisses my forehead and wipes my tears, “You’re stronger than your pain my love. You know that right?”I want to nod. I desperately want to nod. The moment I saw Cain, the reality of what had happened to me seemed to come crashing down on me. The moment I saw Lyros instead of him, saw flashes of me and him behind my closed eyes each time I blinked….. How do I live with that?How do I live with the knowledge of all the things I did with the man I hate? A man who used me?I wish I could forget.“This is fire Adelaide,” I clutch Diane closer as she pats my hair down, tears still streaming down my cheeks “Like g
Anger makes my teeth crack as Adelaide asks me a question. She looks up at me, uncertainty in her eyes, her expression scared and bleak.“Would you still love me, if I showed you what Lyros and I have been doing these past few months?”Something threatens to snap in me but I know what this is.I’ve seen this before. I’ve done this once.I nod and Adelaide’s shoulders shudder. I can see how fervently she’s trying to control herself. How ferociously she’s attacking the emotions that are surging forth.Something’s happened, and when I ask her, she tells me everything.Trapped in a memory chain of the Lycan King’s making for three months, her magic being the thing he used to fuel that spell, Lyros turned her magic into her trap, and then she tells me what the memories were about. Entire years' worth of memories of her waiting for him patiently in the fortress.Memories of how he saved her from her pack and brought her to a better life in his care, Memories of how she became his personal p
Cain and Safira comfort me and tell me it’s okay. I can feel Cain’s concern for me like eyes at the back of my head.He’s always staring at me. He looks at me with such intensity that I feel all the things in my stomach churn and my thoughts go filthy. Memories flash past my eyes each time I close them.Memories of me and him in this world.Memories of me and him in a cave, happy sated smiles on our faces and our bodies totally unclad. We’re nude, and we’re comfortable.I see memories of deep and easy loving. Love that took me to the peak of pleasure, and threw me off the edge of my climax, again, and again, and again.My body begins to warm and Safira hits me on the arm, “For skies’ sake, Focus Adelaide. Are you sure you’re okay?”I turn to her and at the sight of familiar deeply tan skin and obsidian black eyes, a smile lights up my face. “I haven’t spent a day here and I’m already being mothered.”Safira grins and chuckles at that, and I feel light in my heart.She and Cain give
My heart melts with each passing moment i listen to Cain’s words and I almost can’t believe this is happening.My mind tells me if I blink he’ll go away, so I keep my eyes wide open, and I stare at him. I know it’s real when he stares at me in that same way.The lines of Cain’s face look new to me now. His warmth feels so familiar yet so alien. There’s an air around him that I can’t place, but I love every bit of it.I love it the way I love him, and when he leans in to kiss me again, I can feel the desperation in his touch. He’s as scared of me leaving as I am of him not being real in this moment. Finding him shouldn’t be this easy.It shouldn’t have been this easy, yet it was and I can’t seem to believe that.A sudden scream makes me cling to him like a frightened puppy until my brain realizes i know that voice.I know the texture of that squeall. I’ve heard that feminine tilt before.Safira’s scent invades my senses immediately and a warm body plasters itself to mine. She’s sobbing