~Jade’s POV~
I was waiting for Dark to call me while lying down on my bed with my head facing the ceiling and my phone tapping on my thighs. It has been a few hours since I have been resting in this position. Dark promised to call every day, but he hasn’t called, and it’s starting to get to me. I have been watching porn for the past three days. Dark seems to be an experienced man, so I had to up my game. When I glance at the watch that hangs on my wall, I see that it is almost one in the morning.
I expected him to call today because he hadn’t called in three days. The realization that it was going to be another night of disappointment caused my eyes to start getting heavy, and I let out a sigh as I came to terms with the situation. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, where I did my business. After that, I went to the basin and splashed some water on my face so that I could remain awake for at least an additional hour. I’m not ready to give up just yet. The moment I finished rinsing my face with water, my phone started to ring.
As I was leaving the bathroom and heading back to my room, a thought crossed my mind that perhaps it was Lee. I got into the same position on my bed as before and reached for my phone. When I saw the name on the display on my phone, I couldn’t help but grin.
It was him, Dark.
As I continued to stare at the screen in front of me, my normally slow heart rate quickly increased to 100. I answered the phone by pressing the button just in time for it to stop ringing. I simply cannot afford to lose a client of Dark’s caliber at this time.
Jade: Hello!
Dark: Hey, my Minx! Did you forget about me?
I chuckled at the new nickname he gave me, Minx. It’s not that pretty bad.
Jade: No, Dark, I couldn’t, even when I wanted to.
Dark: That is encouraging to hear. What are you donning right now?
My cheeks flushed; I wasn’t wearing much—just a T-shirt, no bra, and no panties. I flushed again, knowing where the conversation was going.
Dark: Before we start, did my Minx get wet the last time we spoke? Did my voice turn you on?
It would be better if I lied, but how can I? I was dripping wet, and all I wanted was for him to consume me. His voice has a seductive quality that turns me on, but there’s also something about it that makes me wonder if I’ve already met Dark in some other context. It’s just that I don’t have a lot of men in my life, so I can’t pinpoint exactly where I met him.
Jade: I did get wet for you, Daddy; I got so wet that I wanted you to do things to me.
I answered sincerely, and I heard a groan from the other side of the line. A moan slipped from my mouth upon hearing that groan. I didn’t know that a voice could make someone this wet. Dark effortlessly makes me wet every time we talk—very wet. I seriously question whether or not this is the norm.
Dark: You didn’t answer me, my Minx, and Dark hates repeating himself.
I don’t remember not answering him. Oh, what am I wearing?
Jade: I’m wearing a T-shirt and panties, I have no bra on.
Once more, he let out a groan that suggested he was in pain. Hold on, is he in pain? But as I was wondering if he was in pain, my nipples got hard and my panties got wet.
Dark: Take your panties off.
I complied with what I was instructed to do.
Jade: Done.
Dark: Good girl! Now, Juicy J, I want you to put me on a loudspeaker, and both your hands should be on your buds.
Jade: Done. But which of the buds should my hands be on?
Dark: Shit, kitten.
His groan filled my ear before he spoke again: “Your breasts, kitten.”
His voice was dark, like his name, raspy, and I closed my eyes and did what he asked me to do. I started squeezing my nipples more and more. I couldn’t help but let out a groan.
Dark: I didn’t tell you to touch yourself, Minx; I said your hands should be on your buds. What are you doing because you have turned into a moaning mess?
Jade: Just pinching
Dark: Pinch harder and breathe out my name.
I was wetter than the first day I spoke to him; I pinched myself harder, and his name voluntarily escaped my mouth.
Dark: Good girl, I reward good girls.
My voice was trembling just a little bit, and I was biting my lips so hard that a moan simply wouldn’t come out of my mouth. I don’t know why, but I have this feeling that there is a pull that I have toward Dark. There is no way that a voice could ever turn me this way and make me sound like such a miserable wailer.
Dark: Hello, my little Minx. Are you still there?
I could make out a dark chuckle from his end, and that did something to my already wet pussy; it started throbbing. Wait, can a pussy throb? I remembered he asked, and he doesn’t like repetitions, so I hummed instead.
Dark: When I ask you a question, Kitten, I expect you to speak, not hum. Do you understand, my Minx?
Jade: Yes, Dom.
Me calling him Dom did something to him because I heard an animalistic groan that couldn’t have come from a human. That’s even weird. Maybe he was in pain; that definitely sounded like an animal roar.
Dark: Good girl, now, I want your fingers over your skin; starting from your thighs, slightly trace them against your flesh, working all the way slowly up until it reaches your folds. Do not enter your cunt. Wait for my instructions."
Jade: Yes, Dom
Another groan came out of him, and this time I believe it was one of approval.
Dark: While doing it, tell me how it feels.
Jade: Oh God, Dark! It feels so damn good.
Dark: Imagine those little hands of yours as though they were my hands touching you.
Jade: Dark, I think I feel something
Dark: Do not talk unless asked to talk from now on, kitten; do you understand?
Jade: Yes, Dark
Dark: Remove your finger from your folds and run them across your neck. Follow the outline of your collarbone as you make your way slowly down to your breast. I want you to continue to tease yourself and squeeze your nipples even more firmly than you did previously.
I started wailing as soon as my hand got close enough to my nipples. My heart rate increased, and the pounding in my pussy was making the situation worse, so I slid one hand inside my pussy while simultaneously applying intense pressure to my nipple with the other hand. I couldn’t take the pressure anymore.
Jade: Dark!
I uttered his name, and he roared once more; this time, I was absolutely certain of what I had heard, but it was impossible for it to be true. It’s probably because I want to release some of the tension that’s been building up in the space between my legs. I could make out groans from the other side of the line. I was now chasing my climax.
Jade: Dark, I am so wet.
He let out another groan. Is he in pain?
Dark: Pinch your nipples harder, my minx.
I let out a long, ragged moan, and I started to pump my finger in and out of my pussy. I cried out his name, and I could hear him giving me approval.
Dark: You may now cum, my Minx.
Jade: Fuck, Dark!
After losing all control of my shaking, I wailed out his name as fluid came pouring out of my sex. I laughed, but what came next completely took me by surprise.
Dark: Taste yourself, kitten. Send me a picture of you licking your finger.
He hung up.
How the fuck does he expect me to taste that? That’s so gross! I took my finger out of my pussy and it was coated. I looked at it, disgusted. I laid down and took a video while rubbing the fluid on my boobs and licking my middle finger while showing half my face. There is no way I am showing Dark my face; he will always see everything but not my face.
After sending that message and waiting for some time, I checked my Apple Pay balance and saw that it had increased by $5000.
I think I’m going to love Dark.
Domenico To say that I was angry would be an understatement; to say that I was disgusted would be more factual. It has to be a dream, a dream that I need to wake up from as soon as possible. I scooped some of the water out of the basin and threw it on my face. My mind has been preoccupied with the thought of morphing for some time now, but how can I do that? Humans are all over the place. As drops of water ran down my face, all I could do was wish it was just dread I saw that day. At the thought of her, I could feel my chest becoming tighter and my breath becoming more labored. At the mere thought of that unworthy thing of a mate, I saw that day blood had already rushed through my body. And now… I couldn’t even breathe without thinking of her. How dare Celine do this to me? A useless human mate. Mate is an understatement, a queen. A fucking queen! How the fuck is she going to lead an entire kingdom when she is just a little, scared human? She makes my skin crawl, and I just can’t s
DomenicoI drove aimlessly around my kingdom for about an hour or so, attempting to calm the restlessness that had settled into me and the tightness that had developed in my cock at the mere thought of my mate.Mate.I tried everything I could think of, but nothing seemed to help. I stepped on the accelerator, reaching the highest speed limit. I was doing everything I could to forget her, or so I thought. The bonds shared by Lycans are significantly more powerful than those shared by a typical wolf, and for me, the king is even more powerful. You start to crave her, smell her everywhere, feel her, and the urge to pup her is very high, but I can’t. Once you meet your fated one, you start to crave her. I have to kill her before she starts to be a distraction in my life. I need a fuck, and I can’t fuck a human in this state. The only kind I can fuck is my kind or she-wolf.The mere idea of the queen is enough to make me seethe to my very core, and all I want to do is fuck; however, I des
Jade It’s incredible what people will do when they’re desperate enough, above all, temptation. I spent the money I received from Dark in the hopes that I would make more. Well, maybe I am just too bad at everything. Dark hasn’t called for a week now. To drown my sorrows and forget about everything that’s bothering me, all I really need is a drink right now. I took a bus to God knows where downtown. I walked down a street full of lively people, and I was the only one who wasn’t. After what seemed like an eternity of walking, I finally asked a random person if there was a bar in the area, and he said yes and pointed me in the direction of a club. As soon as I walked into the bar, I noticed that it had a sophisticated and unique atmosphere. There weren’t many women in the bar; most of the patrons were dressed all in black and appeared to be security guards. They were all speaking with an Italian accent. There was no way that they could have been security guards; in fact, there was no
DomenicoI woke up all cuddled up with my cock prodding against something slippery.Slippery… Pussy?No! No! No!My eyes popped open, but I was unable to make out the girl’s face in the fading light of my bed. I have never fucked a girl and couldn’t remember a thing. What’s so special about the girl in my chambers that I can’t even remember when I brought her home?Fuck!I can honestly say that I have never let a woman sleep in my bed. Never! Did I just hump a woman in my chambers? I gave the air a whiff, and Warg yowled in delight at the back of my head as I inhaled the most alluring aroma that I am very familiar with—hazelnut. “What on earth have you done?” Furious, I questioned Warg. The audacity! How dare he do this to me!“Took mate home.” After much delay, the idiot spoke up.“Did you have to make me lie naked next to her?” Warg was acting giddy and jumping around in my stomach like a Lycan would when there was a full moon. He was flipping around like a gymnast. I jumped out of
JadeI tried to gather every sense I had left, trying to convince myself that this was only to piss off Kate, but I am now needy; I want Mr. Lombardi to do things to me, and now I am trapped with him, in his bedroom. When my father found out that I was chasing after Mr. Lombardi, he asked me if I liked older men, and I couldn’t give him an answer. Now I’m starting to wonder if I actually do like older men. Do I, Jade, in fact, have a thing for older men?No way, no how could I possibly be interested in older men? It has to be the phone sex that I am constantly having with Dark because it is the only thing that can explain why I am having all of these irrational thoughts about the man who is standing in front of me. How can I be attracted to a man my father’s age? Nah, not possible. I wrinkled my brow and shoved Mr. Lombardi away from me in an attempt to gain some space.“Get off me!” I yelled, completely forgetting that this was a job, but the man let out a loud growl, and his eyes f
Jade Thump. Thump. Thump. In what part of the world is this place? In this extremely bright weather, I’m experiencing aches and pains, as well as disorientation and chills. I closed and then partially opened both of my eyes. I am on the street, but where is this place? Where will I be heading if I ever decide to walk? Not that I will start walking. As I got up from where I had been thrown, I inhaled deeply the fresh morning air. Cursing came out of my mouth as I stared at the enormous gates that stood in front of me. When I thought about being thrown out of Mr. Lombardi’s house like a sack of cement, anger started to well up inside of me like a volcano. I can’t even remember how I got here, how I ended up being muffed by Mr. Domenico Lombardi’s delicious tongue, or how I ended up milking his delicious rock-hard cock till it was semi-hard. Hell! What am I thinking? Since the day I met that man, my mind has been filled with filthy thoughts, thoughts that I had no business having in
DomenicoI guess you could say Selene sealed my fate and I’m running out of time, which is laughable considering the fact that time has never meant anything to me, of course, in the past. My life up until this point had flowed like an endless river because I was an immortal king, with each day being guaranteed by the one before it. But not anymore; my mate showed up, and she wasn’t anything as I expected. A human. A stupid little girl who has a lot to learn.I am fucked.I thumbed the disastrous emerald ring on my finger, which right now I believe is the cause of all my problems; hallelujah, my fate was sealed the day I was born. The history of where this ring came from is a mystery. It was presented to me by the midwife, who attended my delivery. My mother said the woman slid the ring after my birth and died instantly with no explanation whatsoever, more like her assignment was to deliver me.They tried unsuccessfully to remove the ring from my finger because it was believed that the
Jade Another night of waiting. I have been waiting for over an hour, and it’s now 9 in the evening. My tolerance for this is wearing thin. The thought of calling him crosses my mind, but I can’t. I am not the customer; I am the service provider. If I do that, I will appear weak and helpless. I got up from bed and went into the kitchen to heat some of the leftovers as I waited for Dark’s call, which might never come. It must be boring for him not to call back. But why is it that I eagerly anticipate his calls each and every day? Why haven’t I given up? I ground my teeth together and let out a sigh as I continued to eat the leftover pizza. I also can’t help but think about Mr. Lombardi. There is this unmistakable connection I feel towards that silver-eyed man. It’s difficult to put into words. I haven’t stopped thinking about him; I feel like there is some connection, even when talking to Dark. The absence of his golden eyes left me with an icy shiver throughout my body that I was un
GailI followed Dark because I could feel something wasn't right; the man who was supposed to be mine wasn't into me at all. I'm desperate right now, and I don't even know what to do. First, he made me feel like shit in front of the Kate girl who worked in our penthouse for 2 days, and now I'm sensing there is another woman in the picture.Come to think of it, that girl is Kate, and there is another Kate that he's seeing. Do I have to change my name to Kate for Dom to look at me?I really don't know what to do, and I'm running out of time. I should be the queen, not going up and down trying to find out who has Dark’s heart.The way I'm so mad, I should be using my wolf spread to run to wherever he went. I can't believe humans are in denial, and they don't believe creatures like us exist. But I swear to the goddess that if this Kate woman is the one, or worse, his mate, I will not hesitate to kill her. I will not let any human stand in my way of being the queen. Not on my watch.With a
DomenicoThe chandeliers cast a golden glow over the room, turning every glass, plate, and fork into instruments of light, casting prismatic shadows over my brooding form—shadows that seemed to mock the turmoil twisting inside me. The golden hue of the restaurant's walls was supposed to provide a comforting embrace, yet tonight, it felt as if they were closing in, suffocating me with the scent of gourmet dishes and the murmur of contented diners. I sat there, an island of discontent amidst a sea of luxury, flanked by my ever-watchful bodyguards who stood like silent sentinels."Sir," one of them murmured, his voice barely breaking the hum of conversation around us, "will you need anything while you wait?" As if I were waiting for anything meaningful, but nah! My own doom!I glanced up from my clenched fists, knuckles turned white, the fine lines of my suit doing nothing to dispel the disarray of my spirit. "No," I replied, my voice a soft growl that belied the tempest within. "just...
DomenicoI really can’t stand Gail. Women these days are clever. Can't she fucking see that I don’t want her around? Women are clever these days; they don’t stay where they are not wanted, but this mosquito won’t leave me the fuck alone. I know to her it’s never about love; it’s about power. She and her excuse of a father want power and protection because I am the fucking king. But one thing I will never give Gail is my attention. Mother, no matter how hard I try to be a loving fiancé, as humans call it, I just can’t fucking love that mutt.I pull out my phone with the intention of calling Kate, but my fingers have other plans for me. I found myself calling Juicy J. I clung to the phone as it rang, and as I was about to hang up, a beautiful voice almost sounded like one belonging to my little mate answered. If I didn’t know better, I’d say Juicy J was my little Jade, but that little girl is far too innocent to talk dirty like Juicy J.Maybe, just maybe, I need to meet Juicy J and then
Domenico"Oh, baby, you seem so tired; let me give you a massage.” The words slithered from her lips, coated in the syrupy tone of feigned concern. The falseness of it swirled around me like a nauseating perfume. "You are working too hard, Dom.”As the word 'Dom' rolled off Gail's tongue, it was as if she drew it from a well of insincerity, each syllable dripping with the saccharine sweetness of artificiality. The sound of my name in her voice was like a poorly played melody, grating against the walls of my consciousness. However, when another person—a particular young woman whose image flickered like a candle flame in the back of my mind—whispered that name, it resonated with a symphony of desire and possession."Dom," she would say, and oh, how differently it sounded. There was a purity to it, an innocence laced with the promise of something primal. It stirred within me a beast that lay dormant, biding its time beneath layers of control and denial.“At least you are now starting to
DomenicoThe moment I crossed the threshold, Gail's voice slithered through the air like a serpent draped in velvet, each word dripping with the saccharine sweetness of fake. "Honey, I made pasta for supper," she cooed, her syllables curling into my ears with the subtlety of a sledgehammer to crystal. A voice so fake that even the dumbest child could see through.With a dismissive grunt, I shrugged off the weight of her words along with the tailored suit jacket that clung to my broad shoulders; it fell to the floor in a heap of expensive fabric and unspoken disdain. I didn't give Gail the satisfaction of my attention, didn't let her see the flicker of irritation that danced behind my eyes—because if I did, if I allowed myself to truly acknowledge her presence, I would be compelled to send her away once more, to cast her out into the cold reality from which she desperately sought refuge. What I need is for her to leave me the fuck alone and return to her father’s house. Well, the probl
JadeA sigh escaped my lips, heavy with the weight of unspoken thoughts, as I retreated into the bathroom. The room was dimly lit, suffused with a gentle glow that seemed to soften the edges of reality. My hand turned the faucet, releasing a cascade of warmth that filled the space with a comforting hiss. I stepped beneath the shower's embrace, letting the water envelop me in its liquid caress.“Fuck you!,” I murmured to the ghosts of memory that lingered at the periphery of my consciousness, insisting on their presence like unwelcome specters at a feast. As the warm droplets beat against my skin, each one felt like a tiny hammer, driving out the images and whispers of those who no longer held a place in my world. And yet, as much as I tried to banish them, one specter remained defiant, clinging to the recesses of my mind."Why now?" The question slipped from my lips, mingling with the steam rising in spirals around me. It wasn't just any him, it was him – the man whose very essence se
JadeSunlight danced on the cerulean waves, a glittering symphony that played upon the infinite expanse of the ocean. The horizon stretched beyond the limits of sight, unfettered and wild from the vantage point of my new apartment, a sanctuary perched high above the world's mundane clamor. Life was undeniably sweeter here, each breath imbued with the briny zest of sea air, promising a day unshackled from yesterday's shadows.Yet, as I lay there, ensconced in the soft embrace of Egyptian cotton sheets that whispered against my skin like the gentlest of lovers' caresses, my mind drifted—unbidden—to Mr. Lombardi. The thought of him ignited a tempest within me, a maelstrom of desire and indignation that clashed with the tranquil morning. "How dare he call me unworthy," I murmured to the empty room, the words falling flat against the backdrop of rolling waves. His rejection stung, an incessant throb in my chest, but it was his craving, the way he devoured my pussy with such ravenous hunger
JadeThe golden hues of the setting sun spilled across the polished hardwood floor of our new apartment, bathing it in a warm glow that should have felt welcoming. But the air held a strange tension, like the stillness before a storm. I zipped up the last of my suitcases, the fabric straining against the bulk of hastily folded clothes. A glance around confirmed the practical sterility of the place—impersonal yet oddly comforting with its ready-made homeliness. All we needed were our belongings, and I had just finished transferring mine into this anonymous space that would soon echo the patterns of our lives.Taking a breath to steady the fluttering in my chest—a curious mix of excitement and an unnamed dread—I crossed the threshold into Lee's room, the door creaking softly on its hinges as if reluctant to reveal its occupant's secrets. There she was, Lee, framed by the window, her silhouette etched against the canvas of a city we were yet to call home. Her eyes, those windows to a sou
JadeThe salt-kissed breeze wafted through the open window, carrying with it the distant cries of seagulls and the relentless murmur of the ocean. I stood there, inhaling deeply, the briny air filling my lungs and cleansing away the acrid taste of past regrets. A fresh start—that's what danced on the horizon, shimmering like the sun-dappled surface of the sea before me. My life, up until this point, had been a relentless mire of chaos—a fool’s errand chasing after a love that turned out to be nothing more than a mirage orchestrated by a nut head whose name I now refused to let stain my thoughts. But here, at this moment, with the vast expanse of possibilities stretching out as far as the eye could see, I felt the tides within me begin to shift."Isn't it just perfect?" Lee's voice tinged with an uncharacteristic tremor of excitement, broke through my reverie. We were standing side by side, our reflections mingling in the glass panes that framed the perfect view."More than," I murmure