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