Dominic’s povJasmine was a fine-ass curvy woman.The moment my eyes landed on the striking and alluring eyes of Jasmine, I knew I was done for and but when her soft hands touched me again, I kissed the last patches of my self-control goodbye. She looked ignorant and gentle— confirming the saying never to judge a book by its cover because, man, she is a stick of walking pleasure. A fucking banger and a freaking female alpha through and through. I just didn't know it would be so crazy, unusual, and fierce. Man, she was good both on the bed and away.We changed position and now we were….somewhere in my cabin and because I knew Margeret and Robert wouldn't be back soon, I decided to use the moment well.Jasmine sat perching my lap from both sides, plunging her A-cup breast in my face, raises her ass a bit so that our pelvic are touching, and then began to bounce on my shaft.Her thrusts were hard and purposeful. And it seemed that for every hump she did on me, my dick doubled the more. I
Dominic's Pov"Are you daring me, young woman?" I directed at Jasmine when I saw the look of challenge in her irises."Maybe…" she replied, sticking her tongue to touch the top of her upper lips."No, I want you to be sure. I don't go into things half-mindedly.""Yes, I'm daring you Dominic Lionel Whites. What the hell are you going to do about it?" Oh damn! I got turned on all the more by her feistiness or was she doing it on purpose? She knew I liked it whenever she went to an all-female Alpha mode."Challenge accepted and you my lady are going to beg me to stop. I'd pick you until that little cougar cunt of yours goes red, tender, and sore." she laughed and mumbled something under her breath at my response and a good in akimbo, subtly, parting her legs."Oh, I will ride you until I become your favorite thing to ride," I smirked. Now, this is getting more challenging."Oh! Yeah?" I asked, taking slow trips down her leg."Hmm-hmm," she said, sliding a finger down her pussy frame an
Dominic's Pov"Don't cum!" The word was scarcely out of my mouth before I felt her clench and fastened around my member, body trembling thunderously. "Don't fucking…""Fuckk!'' she groaned, sounding like a wolf’s cry. Like creamy topping on a cake, she poured her cream heavily, creating a mess. After a few more strokes into her, I also found my release here in the kitchen area… Margaret would have more than a spot to clean."Look, you just made a mess," I stated categorically."No, we made a mess," she said, admitting a muffled chuckle, and going over to the couch she sat across from me. I drank in the view, taking a sip of my red wine.“Eww, that’s gross. That wine had been opened for hours,” she said in mock disgust. For a while, I said nothing, just staring at her beautiful but tired face. Her hair was in disarray, and her lips were slightly swollen. Suddenly, she moved, surprising me. She sat on my knees and wrapped her arms around me. My prick reacted instantaneously. As her tee
Raul's PovJasmine looked scared but I'd say she looked more terrified than scared. She seemed to be panicking after I told her all that had happened to Kyle at the gym while we were training until he fell and went unconscious.I had to do it. I knew it wouldn't be fair to keep Jasmine in the dark about what happened to Kyle. I felt guilty for even thinking that Jasmine wouldn't be concerned about Kyle. Her eyes held tears which made her eyes crinkle at the corner. "Take me to him," she said in distress. I almost didn't hear her but the movement made by the guy on the other couch confirmed I had heard right. "This is all my fault. If I hadn't left him, he would probably still be very healthy. I was the one that caused it. It was all me," she said at the brink of breaking down completely. My gaze unconsciously shifted to the guy on the other sofa—he was clearly affected by her decision but he didn't say anything the whole time. "Dominic, I'd be going to go see Kyle. I should check up
Jasmine's Pov I stood at the full-length mirror in my room, wondering how life turned so bad. I couldn't help the emotions running through my heart and settling in my stomach, self-pity. I'd tried to reach out to Dominic and had been in vain especially after I heard from Margaret that he traveled. I knew he had gone to the werewolves pack but I didn't know what he was up to. Surprisingly, I missed him and it pissed me off that we weren't on speaking terms.I just finished having my bath and standing in front of the mirror, and looking at myself made me miss my mum. "I miss you, Luna," I said to myself in the mirror, seeing her in me. I grew up to be a replica of my grandmother. We had the same icy blue eyes and long wavy natural brownish-red hair and skin color. Holding the pendant she had given me before dying, I closed my eyes and allowed the cool breeze to carry my wishes to her. I was truly exhausted from all that was happening…I was physically and mentally tired. My grandmother
Jasmine’s povMaybe I hadn't done something right. Once again I rubbed my lineage in the mud, so much time had passed after I finished doing my whatever on Kyle but he still hadn't moved, not to mention his eyelids fluttering open or him trotting around the room. A tiny tear slipped from my eyes but I was quick to school a lot. I suddenly turned around and my friends were looking at me crazily. Almost as if I grew a second head or a wider eye between my two normal ones. Sweats of embarrassment trickled down my spine that I almost became a bar of molten chocolate from its hotness. Talk about being embarrassed but still acting cool.Damn!“Is everything well with you, Jasmine?” Loretta was the first person to ask. I chucked down the bile in my throat and answered in a small voice.“Yes!”“What was that about though? You had all of us on our very ends,” Arturo said, coming closer to my side. He held my hand and gently tugged me closer to him. “You were trying to revive him, weren't you
Kyle’s PovFor the first time in what seemed like forever, I felt alive. It was like I was in a cage, hearing the chirping noises of birds as they flew around but no matter how much I tried, I couldn’t see, feel or touch beyond those noises. The fragrance of sweet flowers filled my nostrils but that was that for it. I tried lifting my hands to touch the prettiest bird and flower I’d ever seen but I was immobile. I tried to talk but I was mute and my throat felt dry. Then suddenly, after so many days of looming in the darkness, a hand reached out to pull me out but no matter how the person tried, I always slipped from its grip until a few moments after when I felt a soft foam-like material pressed water into my mouth. I felt alive instantly and the dryness in my throat lessened. And surprisingly too, the water tasted delicious and familiar. Yes, the taste of water should be familiar considering how often we consume it but what about delicious? Water was supposed to be tasteless right?
Jasmine’s povThe joy I felt after returning to the vampire kingdom was unquantifiable. I really didn’t know why though. It could be from the insane amount of times I’ve had my orgasms within this short period of my return. Gosh, I might have lost count at six or seven. All the emotions welled up and ganged up on me, and sometimes along the way, counting seemed irrelevant. No matter how many times I had my orgasms they never grew old. It was in the middle of the night and Kyle had just gone to pee. You probably guessed right, that was our first break after we kicked started our fuck marathon. I was facing his dresser table, waiting expectantly for my lover. I brushed my fingers through my hair, letting the wavy strand fall over my face. I pushed myself up, looking in the mirror, which took up most of the wall behind the armchairs. I began starching when I felt Kyle’s commanding and dominating presence behind me. Cold hands greeted my shoulders followed by faint pinches on my skin whic
Jasmine's PovNo matter how hard I tried, I couldn't control the anger that kept on rising in my heart as I was baffled at the evil that Trisha contained in her whole soul… that woman was wicked, heartless, and any other words I could think of to describe a person that had no remorse in his heart. How could someone be so filled with evil and still crave to do bad things to people? What was she going to gain? I kept on stringing my fingers, squeezing them tight, hoping to dissipate the anger that was swelling inside of me but it wasn't helping, nothing was changing. I had never felt this angry before and there seemed to be no option to calm down. I hated feeling this way but there was nothing I could do to get rid of these negative feelings growing inside me… I kind of felt good in a way; imagining gruesome things that I would like to do to Trisha and that miserable father and uncle of hers in my head because the hate I now felt for them was way more than what I felt when Trisha fucke
Trisha's POVKyle looked so torn. And no, I'm not talking about the cuts in his flesh or the splits in his cloth. I'm talking about his inner man. One look at him and you would easily conclude that he's accepted his fate—he had accepted his death, but yet, along with the look of a man who is torn, is the look of triumph. You'd look into his eyes and you'd see fulfillment and acceptance, not even an iota of regret or fear. Despite all the torture he had gone through, he was still head bent on keeping shut on all the questions he was asked. With every stroke of the whip he received, I felt the pain with him and for as many times he died, I died with him.This is shocking coming from a girl who has never felt pity, I know.As I stood and watched the suffering he had to endure because of me, I couldn't help but feel guilty. "Tighten his neck cuff," Bernard yelled to the guards before he landed a final blow on Kyle's stomach and trotted away along with my father. I stood and looked at Ky
Jasmine's Pov“And that time when Raul got stranded before we became familiar with this place and all the trees and stuff?” Athens laughed.“And he kept on screaming about how he had got lost and was going to die when she was only about a few meters from where we had left her too?” Drake interjected.“Could he not have just tried to sniff her way out? You know, using vampire senses?” I laughed.“I asked the same thing! He could have just done that, but he did not!” Athens said and reached his hand in my direction. I raised my hand to hit him with a high five and we started to laugh.“In the end, I eventually had to come over and hold his hand and lead him out here. It was quite hilarious for everyone.” Drake said, brushing some invisible dirt off his pants“I always try my best to help everyone, you know?” I was still laughing when I noticed Loretta wasn't doing much. “Loretta?” I called out to her. She raised her head as if she had just snapped back to reality before she blinked twi
Trisha's Pov"How could you father? You had an affair with one of the werewolves and you made me believe it's because of a certain wrong a certain vampire somewhere did to you. We were here trying to catch a vampire. Who did you no wrong?" I asked unbelievably. "Kyle did me no wrong but he was abusing the rights of humans—he was killing innocent people or ushering them into a life they know nothing about and that too against their will," my father said, walking closer to me but I took steps back."What was the actual reason? Or something you had to come up with to cover your wrongs?" I asked with teary eyes."Jasmine…" I cut him off."Answer me, Dad! I want to know. Have you been lying to me all this while?" "I wasn't lying to you. I really want to catch the bad guy. I really want to catch Kyle," "Why? Why do you want to catch him so badly? Other than the fact that he is a bad guy and you catch bad guys, I want to know the reason why you have so much loathing for him. And please te
Trisha's Pov.No no no no no no!My head ached badly and it felt like with every syllable of the word Jasmine spewed my heart was ripped out of its cage over and over again. I was caught up with rage as I heard Kyle reject me over again because of Jasmine and after all the gibberish she spewed, all I wanted to do was kill her. I didn't know what to do. I felt frustrated with every spark that traveled between them. It was palpable…so palpable it made the atmosphere of the chamber rise and burn my self-control.I looked haggard. My hair was everywhere and my mascara was running along with my nose but I didn't care. I couldn't….How could I care when I just found out one man I've ever loved is getting married to another and that another being Jasmine? I attacked my hair with my fingers and scratched my scalp until both my fingertips and scalp started to hurt. My bedroom door suddenly flew open but I didn't bother to check who it was, only one mother fucking scumbag would enter my room
Jasmine's pov."Rob?" I shouted, almost tripping on my foot. "Mummy?" I heard my tiny boy's voice. Before long, he appeared head first and ran into my waiting arms. "I've missed you, mommy,""I miss you too, my boy," I said as I peppered his face and head with kisses. "How are you doing? Are you ill? Is Daddy Dominic ill? What about Margaret?" I bombarded the small boy with questions."No mommy. We are all fine," he said happily, his tiny arms still wrapped around my neck. Just then Dominic trotted over causing me to release my boy and walk over to him, awkwardly. "Hey!" I greeted him."I think we have said enough of that earlier today. How have you been and how is your fiance?" he spoke so softly and I strained, looking for edges of contempt in his tone or facial expression and I couldn't find none and as far as my mind-reading abilities worked, I couldn't spot any too."We have both been good," I answered with a small smile."And the preparation? ""All good," I said in a conclusi
Jasmine's PovIf I had known going over to Dominic's place would end up so badly then I would have just sent him an invitation through his mail. Boy was angry for obvious reasons and I had mixed feelings—something I didn't want to think about. All I wanted to focus on right now was that I was getting married to Kyle in a few days time but I couldn't bring myself to tell him I was carrying his child. Everything was happening so fast and the pace was frightening.It was almost dawn yet everybody was asleep and I was doing some thinking—fixing some puzzles. My dream as a girl was to have my mother dress me up for my wedding and my father to walk me down the aisle but now—now there was nothing. I was still thinking when my hormones kicked in—I was suddenly so hungry that I could empty eight large pizzas. Three medium size doughnuts and three cups of coffee later, I was perched on the kitchen island with my palm supporting my head when I heard shuffling.Kyle came into the kitchen, nose f
Dominic's PovThe last person I had expected to see by my doorstep this morning was the person there. I looked at Jasmine wondering if she got the wrong address or something. The urge to ask her that question was heavy on the tip of my tongue. I had to swallow repeatedly to keep the words from coming out. "Can I come in?" She asked in a tiny voice. The way her pupils refused to meet mine, I knew something tangible had happened. From the time we were kids until now, Jasmine had this idea of not needing the eyes of the people she provoked."What did you do, Jasmine?" I asked her but she was still not looking at my face. "I really…""I can't tell you here," she began to query but I cut her off too."I want to know right here and right now," I said, my voice going up a beat."I'm getting married to Kyle," a minute or maybe a second passed. It could be days too that passed without any of us saying any other thing than that. I was trying to wrap my head around this new piece of information
Jasmine's PovI'd never been to a wedding before and I was pretty anxious about this one even if I wasn't the one getting married. Quickly, I discarded my robe and changed into my floor-length dress. The sequin fabric of my cocktail dress hugged my figure like a second skin, emphasizing my A-cup ample breast, dipped waist, curvy and perfectly outlined hips, and perky round ass. I smiled in satisfaction, adding a few delicate pieces of emerald stones which I got from my boutique to finish my look. My facial makeup was light but I had done a little more intense work on my eyes and lips. I had a smokey dark brown cut-crease eye look and a matching ombre color on my lips. The rest of my face was as natural as it could be. I let my hair flow down my back in soft waves after I used my finger to ruffle them a little, giving the apt messy but elegant chick look...“You look so beautiful,” Loretta clapped her hands in glee and undiluted admiration as soon as she saw me. Marvin was dressed and