"I need more," I muttered without inhibitions. I might have sounded demanding, but my body was burning. I heard them chuckle, sounding so carefree and playful. My senses heightened, mightily aware of every detail of them whenever they were around me, and like a magnet, they pulled me in. An insatiable hunger within me wanted to be satisfied, but I had no idea how. "Easy mate," Kallum warned but growled when I freed and seized his erection in my hand while my other hand reached for Kazimir's restrained desire, which he willingly pressed against my hand. A bead of sweat trickled down my spine, despite the coolness the aircon provided. I was feeling so hot, that if not quenched, I'd die mad and cold. "Who wants my mouth?" I asked boldly, running my eager tongue over my lip. I could almost taste the thrill coursing through me, an intoxicating blend of anticipation and shrill excitement. I crave more than just having them in my mouth. I wanted penetration, deep and hard. "Bed, now," K
I felt him so deep inside me, hitting me in all the right places. I had the control to move. At first, it was awkward, moving on top of him sent a tinge of vulnerability to my little experience, but seeing Kallum's reaction, the pleasure written all over his face, the layer of uncertainty disappeared and was now replaced by boldness and a newfound determination to bring him to his peak with me. And with every move of his body, he guided me to follow a synchronized rhythm, reaching for my breasts and squeezing them, like he was hypnotized. "Oh, Muffin, just like that," he pleaded, eyes shutting close.Dazed with need, I leaned in and placed a kiss on his right chest where the ink of his tattoo began. I felt his growl reverberate against the palms of my hands, his chest rising and falling as he breathed. I clenched my walls around his fat length and I shuddered at the sensation. I felt him everywhere inside me, and I craved more like I hadn't just come on Kazimir's cock. Embracing th
"We're leaving!" My mom snapped, marching to where I stood, then grabbed my hand, pulling me. The urgency in her movements was evident. I could feel the tension in her grip. "Mom, what are you doing?" I looked at her, my forehead creasing. I sought my mates' eyes and they looked murderous. A man I hadn't seen before was holding Kazimir while another woman I hadn't seen before also was stopping Kallum by the waist, almost like hugging him, murmuring something to him. Tanner and Roan looked cautious as though if things would go wrong, they were ready to help. My father was standing before them, looking as angry as twins looked. What was happening?Breathing heavily, my mom finally released her grip on my hand, her expression was in between worried and upset. "Listen, forget all about this, Honey. Say, you haven't met them, okay? Let's go home." She said, her voice filled with urgency. "We need to go."Confusion settled above my brows. None of her words made sense. She had always be
"A Moon Whisperer?" confusion and disbelief settled on my forehead. "I don't even know what that is?" This was getting out of hand. Werewolves, Werefoxes, and now Moon Whisperers—it was a world of mythical creatures and ancient traditions that I had never fully grasped."I know this sounds absurd and impossible, maybe, and it's a lot to take in," my mother said, her voice temperate and pacifying. "A Moon Whisperer is someone with a special connection to the moon and its power. These people possess the ability to communicate with and harness the power of the moon. The power harnessed can guide and protect the pack."My ears absorbed her words as I listened intently, but still struggled to process the absurd idea of a moon whisperer. But didn't everything sound absurd from the beginning? The world I thought I knew was quickly inflating into something far more confusing and complicated.My father spoke, his voice controlled. "Your true heritage lies within a lineage of Moon Whisperers
"I failed to protect you." My mom sobbed in her hands. My heart ached as I saw the burden eating heavily upon my parents. Their love for me had driven their every action, their every decision just to protect me. But I needed them to see the Frohardts were good people. "You didn't, Mom," I said softly, gently reaching out to touch her trembling shoulder, offering what comfort I could. "You and Dad did everything you could to keep me safe, and I am grateful for that. Just like them, they sought to protect me. They were good people." I hugged her. "I want to understand everything and navigate this new life, and I want you to be with me on this journey. You're still my parents." I looked at my father, his gaze softened to hear my words, his love, and concern clear in his eyes. "You've done your part. You did not fail my mother. You've kept your promise, but it's time to face the truth. If we want to have a normal life and a peaceful one, we need to face the threat and break the cycle o
As Kazimir climbed through the window, followed closely by Kallum, nervousness coursed through my veins. What if my parents found out they were here? Yes, things were discussed over, but not everything. The air, flaky and cool, brushed against my skin, sending shudders down my spine. The physical contact with the night air amplified my senses and added anticipation to the atmosphere surrounding us.I couldn't stop smiling. I stepped closer to the window, feeling a surge of adrenaline pounding within me. The moon's gentle glow bathed us in its ghostly light as if it was there watching us.Their movements as they worked around the tree to reach the window were so fluid, precise, and calculated. It was a display of grace and agility that left me transfixed. Their masculine forms seemed to glide effortlessly through the branches, finding footholds with ease. It was as though they were one with the tree, moving with an innate understanding of its silhouettes and hidden pathways. Nature,
"Dad!"Without conscious thought, I stepped forward, placing myself between my father and the twins, my hands raised in a gesture of both defense and plea. "Dad, please, put the gun down," I pleaded, my voice trembling with fear and apprehension."They're keeping their hands off you until things get sorted out," he growled, his voice laced with spleen. My father's expression was hardened, his eyes fixed on the twins with distrust. His grip on the rifle tightened, his stance unwavering. "You can't even leave my daughter alone for a day and come here crawling in the night." He spat the words. "Dad, please, it's not what you think.""Famous words!" he snapped, his eyes looking at the pillows I was hugging. "No. No. They're not sleeping here with you." His gaze shifted between me and the twins. "Dad just put the gun down. You might accidentally trigger it." I said nervously. Torn between his protective instincts and the trust he had in me, his grip on the rifle loosened, and he lowere
The pack gathered at the mouth of the Mystcwood forest. Members of the pack together with our parents had assembled in anticipation of the fateful occasion. The air was thick with a mixture of buzz and reverence, each member of the pack carrying their own hopes and wishes for the union of their future leaders, and that alone made my heart swell with gratitude. I took a deep breath, feeling a sense of unity and support from the pack. It was a humbling feeling to know that they were here to witness and celebrate our union, embracing the bond that connected us all.The moon blazed brightly above us, radiating a silvery glow on the surrounding trees and creating an immaterial atmosphere. Our eyes were fixed on the entrance of the forest, waiting for our entrance. Beside me, the twins stood tall and proud, their gazes locked with mine. The emotions reflected in their eyes mirrored mine. We shared a silent understanding that our destinies would be finally intertwined and that this moment
"Don't stop, Kaz, babe!" I gasped, my voice so needy. My body was on the brink of ecstasy, every movement of Kazimir's length inside my walls sending delicious pleasure coursing through me. The sensation of him stretching me as he pulled out, only to push back in again swiftly, had my senses reeling with the intensity of it all. "I can't get enough of you, mate. I just can't," he murmured as he thrust and I felt even more driven and pleased. My mouth found its way back to Kallum's length and enclosed my lips around him once again. The taste of him, the sounds of his hisses and grunts as I did him, were like music to my ears. "You're getting so much better each time, Muffin," Kallum's voice reached me. I beamed internally. I wanted to please them so much. "You learn so fast." The sensations intensified as Kazimir's movement went harder and faster. "So wet. You're dripping," he breathed, his hand venturing to the front and finding my clit. The sensation of his skilled fingers drum
"Stop it!" I linked them so the pleasure would stop, which they immediately did.The vibrations immediately stopped. I found myself catching my breath, my heart still racing from the unexpected surge of pleasure. I took a moment to compose myself, realizing how my emotions were now tangled up in a mix of anger and embarrassment. "I'm...sorry, Darren. I'm okay though," Ugh! It was frustrating. "What happened?" he looked genuinely concerned. I couldn't possibly answer him honestly!"Get your hands off her!" Kazimir's grip tightened around me, his protective stance clear, while Kallum leveled a challenging gaze at Darren.The tension was palpable as Kallum stepped forward, invading Darren's personal space, angry and dominant."Stop it, Kall!" I interjected, frustration was bubbling up from within me."He was touching you!" Kallum's voice was edged with jealousy.I could feel the weight of people's prying eyes on us already. We were making a scene."No, he was helping me," I quickly cla
"Check this out, babe. I'm digging this one," Kallum chimed, holding up a night dress and giving it a thoughtful once-over. Meanwhile, Kazimir was in the underwear section, presumably on the hunt for something interesting.I couldn't help but feel a blush creep onto my cheeks as I stood in the middle of the shopping chaos, trying to suppress any gasps or moans that threatened to escape. Actually, I couldn't give two hoots about the envious or curious glances from the people around us. My attention was too wrapped up in the sensations tingling through me. After all, my naughty mates had me wearing vibrating panties, and for some wild reason, they had decided a shopping trip was in order.Let's just say, the store was bustling with more than just your average retail therapy, and I was the visual representation of trying to keep it cool while electric sparks of pleasure decided to join the shopping party."Um, yeah, that dress looks nice," I managed to mumble, my voice a tad higher than
"Ahhh, the monster wave is coming to get me!" Aurelia let out a dramatic scream, running away from the water's edge with arms flailing when she spotted a particularly not-so-big wave heading her way.The twins watched her with wide eyes, surprised and in awe. I saw Kazimir and Kallum exchanging amused glances, knowing exactly where this had started. Splashy Monster. The sun was shining brightly, casting a sparkling reflection on the peaceful surface of the lagoon. We had decided to spend a fun-filled day at the lagoon. This location held a special place in my heart, evoking a subtle warmth within me. I internally blushed. Well, I knew that when my kids grew up, they would create their own memories in this very same place. However, the details of our escapades here were perhaps best left untold.Aurelia, now nine years old, was the ringleader of the day's activities, and the twins, two years old, were all eyes and giggles as they took in their surroundings.Imagine our surprise when t
Their combined attention was driving me wild. I could feel the warmth pooling between my thighs, aching for their touch. Kallum's lips found mine in a heated kiss, his fingers tracing a path down my body, igniting a trail of sensations. "Let's show our queen just how much we appreciate her," he murmured against my lips. Kazimir's hand slipped beneath the fabric of my night dress, his touch was hungry and arousing. "Every curve, every inch." I gasped as his fingers brushed my clothed front. "You both certainly know how to make a queen feel appreciated," I managed to tease, my voice came in breathless. Kallum's eyes sparkled with mischief as he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear. "Oh, we're just getting started, muffin." Kazimir's touch grew bolder, his fingers tracing the vertical line to my crevice. "We have a whole world of appreciation to show you." Their words and actions worked in perfect harmony and I arched into their touch, my body responding to everywher
NARRATOR'S POV In the heart of the packhouse, our living room was a hub of activity. Family and friends had gathered for a casual afternoon get-together. Hazel and James with their daughter Aryana, were present too. I felt so happy and glowing now in my fifth month of pregnancy. I felt the love around me. I recalled the day we discovered we were carrying twins. My mates were over the moon. They punched the air and exchanged high-fives, so elated. The joy that had radiated from them was so infectious they both screamed the news through the entire pack link. Having twins was something they had always hoped for, a wish that ran deep within their blood. It was a trait that seemed to be woven into the fabric of our pack's lineage. My attention was drawn to my daughter who was now a bubbly ball of energy at her young age. Her excitement was plain to see as she dashed around, her laughter trailing behind her like a melodic song as she played with Aryana and Tiana. As I settled comf
ANISHA"Are you sure about this?" I asked Emmett, my mind processing the weight of the news he had just shared. We were all gathered in the packhouse, the atmosphere heavy with apprehension. The news they brought home was something that left me torn, a piece of news that I couldn't quite decide how to feel about.As I looked around the room, the emotions of those around me seemed to mirror my own inner turmoil. My mother, Annora, sat beside me, her expression unreadable. Beside her, Lewis mirrored her silence. My mates' brows deepened in concentration. "Why would Lysandros do that?""No one really knows," Emmett replied. "But he left a message for you.""For me?" "He won't bother your family, so he'll take the easiest path that will lead either to his happiness or end." He said. I let out a sigh. That meant he was sincere and meant no harm to us anymore. Lysandros closed his residence and went into hibernation, tapping a connection to magic and the supernatural. The concept of sl
Kallum hooked his arms around my legs, spreading them wide and guiding his length to my sleek folds. The anticipation of his touch had my breath catching in my throat, my body reacting instinctively to his touch. His length nudged against my clit, a teasing sensation that sent a jolt of pleasure through me. I gasped, feeling the delicious friction that ignited between us.In one powerful thrust, Kallum embedded himself inside me, the sensation so intense that it felt like the air was knocked out of me. The abruptness of the movement, the feeling of being filled completely, left me panting and screaming for their names. My breath caught in my throat. It was as if every nerve in my body was on fire, each inch of his length igniting a new wave of sensation. As he held himself there, buried deep inside me, my walls clamped around him, the sensation felt so good. I was so wet. "Kaz, I want you in my... mouth again," I cried out, the intensity of Kallum's thrusts never slowing down. Th
"Oh, that's cold!" I gasped, the sensation of the ice cream against my pussy sending a jolt of surprise through me. But my gasp turned into a moan when Kazimir devoured me, his actions showing that he wasn't kidding around. The heat of his mouth against the cold sweetness of the ice cream created a whirlwind of sensation that left me breathless and wanting more.And as if that wasn't enough to send me spiraling into a world of pleasure, Kallum traced his lips over my breast. The mixture of their touches – one sweet and cold, the other warm and teasing – had me arching my back, a low, involuntary moan escaping my lips."Cold is now the new kind of hot, pet," Kazimir said before diving back again, spreading my lower lips, his touch both aggressive and hungry. His tongue prodded in, a contrasting sensation of cold and heat that made my breath hitch with shock and pleasure. I felt my core tighten and my desire increase as he explored my wetness. The movement of his tongue was gentle, yet