Cillian
“I want you to taste me, Kill…”
I’m not dreaming. It’s not an imagination. My girl is commanding me to taste her, to indulge myself.
“Like how?” I ask. I want to make sure I do this her way. However she wants. I want to fulfill her fantasies and desires so no one else does.
“I want you to taste my tits… taste every part of my body… run your tongue from head to toe… kiss all these bruises on my skin… devour my lips…and taste all of me…” The desire in her voice is unmistakable.
She’s so beautiful. Wild, red hair, pale skin, soft body, and addicting smell.
Jasmine and vanilla. My mate’s natural fragrance.
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Cillian “I gotta go. Are you going to be okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine now. These bruises don’t hurt much.” I’m in trance watching her slip on an oversize sleeping shirt. I’d rather be in bed with her, exploring her body, and fulfilling my fantasies, but my guys are waiting downstairs. Just another downside of being the future alpha. Pack duty, first. I watch her amble her way to me, with the sweet but naughty smile appearing on her lips. “Take me with you. I want to see where you guys patrol.” She tilts her head to th
Kayleigh “Happy Birthday, malyshka… Are you ready?” My heart skips a beat with the sight of this man. Andrei Romanov. Tall, brooding, and sinfully attractive. Even the fact that he is a gypsy wolf adds enigma to his whole persona. It makes him more alluring.Sitting next to him in his Bentley, seeing the dynamic presence he wields, and excited about the afternoon get-a-away that he planned --- these all steal my breath away. “Thank you. A
Kayleigh Less than an hour of over-the-top plane ride later, stuffed with drinks and a spread of high-end appetizers and desserts, we’re now at a private hotel resort in the mountains of Colorado. The hotel is huge and magnificent. It looks like a medieval castle from the outside with all the contemporary architectural finishing inside. The giant gold-plated chandelier above us is anchored on an iron wolf head. The sight is welcoming to every wolf blood guest.  
Andrei “Try me…” Kayleigh dares as I brush her nape with my lips. Her spine straightens. But she does not pull away. I take this as a sign that she is welcoming my touches, my kisses. So I give her more. Kayleigh brings emotions and feelings inside me that are indescribable. Yearning, longing, need, desire, lust… to name a few. Love? Maybe. I’m not sure. I’ve never allowed myself to venture anywhere around that word. Although, if there is anyone I consider remotely connected to that word, in my life, other than my mother, it would be Kayleigh. Kayleigh Quinn Donnelly. Beautiful red head. Curvy and toned body. Soft and radiant skin. Blue eyes that mirror mine. Luscio
Andrei Kayleigh has no idea how beautiful she is. Her beauty and charm made her famous both inside and outside the wolf blood circle. Every alpha heir wants to have a chance with her, willing to overlook the fact that her wolf has yet to surface. Every pack wants their alphas to meet her, in hopes that they’d become kin with the Alpha King. “Do all gypsy wolves have gypsy blood in them?” Her curious face looks that of a child. But I’m more enamored by her interest in wanting to learn about my background. &nb
Chapter 29: Hot Tubs and Sausages Kayleigh “Ssshh. Malyshka, don’t cry. I got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.” Holding me tight, Andrei tries to comfort me. I rest my face on the nook of his shoulder. I didn’t plan to tell him what I’ve just discovered about the wolf-less women in my family. But witnessing him open his heart and life does something to me. Spilling his life feels like he was reaching out to deepen whatever connection we have. Without thinking, I entwine myself to him even more by revealing my secret. I have to admit. It feels good to tell someone about my tainted bloodline.
Cillian “Boss, let me know when you’re ready for your halo and angel wings. I can also have your name submitted to the Vatican tribunal for sainthood.” I pull my eyes away from my phone to look at Gunner and listen to his musings. I haven’t heard from Kayleigh since this morning, when she texted that she was leaving the manor with Gisella. I asked if she as fully recovered to go anywhere that early, hoping she’d say she wasn’t feeling all too well and just stay in bed to wait for me. But, damn those medicinal herbs the healer concocted. I guess, they were really effective.
Cillian “Did you miss me that much?” Kayleigh asks, as I hold her tight against my body. “I’m offended you’re acting like you don’t miss me at all.” I inhale her scent and cup her face with both hands. I still feel frustrated from my dad’s news. But that all vanish as soon as I see Kayleigh. &n
Cillian Fucking Roland escaped. Or—I should say, thanks Goddess, he finally escaped. Gunner and I knew that there are still a few pack members who are loyal to Roland. The only way to identify them is to give them the notion that our security team is weak in hopes that they’d make their move to break him out of his cell. Our plan worked. They might have thought that we didn’t see this coming. But we not only saw it, we anticipated and hoped it would happen. A dozen of my best patrol wolves are tracking the former beta now. Following his every movement. They are instructed to remain undercover until Roland leads them to the one person who also needs to take responsibility of the wolf-war: my Dad. It’s only going to be a matter of time. It’s hard to believe that the man whose life is hanging on a thin line was once a parental figure to all the Wolf Bloods in our pack. Gunner, Kinsley, Reagan, and I
Cillian Kayleigh stares at Diesel and runs her hand over his arm to inspect the bruises marring his skin. She cradles his hand facing up, her thumbnail pressing in the middle of his wrist pulse point. In a swift move, she brings her clenched hand to her mouth before letting her fangs pierce into her skin without showing the little ones that she can partially transform. At the same time, her thumbnail extends into a claw, cutting a shallow wound on Diesel’s wrist. Again, without showing the kids. In the eyes of the Red Wolf pups, Kayleigh just bit herself with her human canines. Except for Uncle James who hasn’t been updated about our recent capabilities, the adults in the room know that Kayleigh and I can now partially transform and control which body part to shift. Just like the Hybrids and Demon Wolves. Kayleigh immediately puts her wrist over Diesel’s, letting her blood drip over his punctured skin. Everyone watches in awe, mouth gaping, eyes gawking, and
Cillian Ten weeks. The doctor said that we have ten weeks to prepare for the baby’s arrival. Kayleigh, Gisella, and Reagan finally agree to be cordial to each other for our wolf-pup’s sake. Kayleigh has been low-key acting as the buffer between the two she-wolves who are obviously faking their truce. All three ladies seem to think that we have enough time to get everything ready. They are hyper-focused on baby clothes and baby stuff. The three princesses think that those are the only things we need to prepare for the pup’s arrival. Ten freaking weeks. I will not admit that I’m panicking, but the truth is, I am freaking out internally. There’s so much to do and so little time to do it. Visit my mom so Kayleigh can meet her. Have an official get-together with Kayleigh’s parents. Settle things with my pack. Talk to Kayleigh about both of our packs’ situations. I’m all about going back to Ireland with her to help her pack. But not now. Not while my pack is stil
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter includes content that might upset some readers, including reference to miscarriage scare. Please seek assistance if needed. Kayleigh “Gentlemen, may I suggest that you take your ladies outside the room until they calm down. Let’s give Alpha Cillian and Luna Kayleigh some quiet time so that they can enjoy meeting their baby Alpha heir for the first time,” the doctor suggests. “I think that’s a good idea. Let us know when we can come back inside. I know that my wife and my sister can’t bear being around each other but they truly care about the wolf-pup. We all do.” Gio tells the doctor as he and Gunner carry their women outside the room. “All right. I’ll call for you when they are ready to behave.” The doctor dips her head to nod as she gives Gio a warm smile. “Thanks, doc. I apologize for my sister. You know how she is.” Cillian explains, embarrassed by his sister’s actions. “No worries. They were fine.
Kayleigh We all left the boardroom as soon as Zerdan departed. Gio went looking for his stubborn wife while the rest of us headed to the infirmary. Our best friends, Gunner and Gisella, stay with us while Cillian and I wait for the doctor’s arrival. I’m sitting on Cillian’s lap facing Gisella who is also parked on Gunner’s lap, just a few feet from us. As Gisella and I talk animatedly, giggling and laughing, the men stare at each other while they communicate through mind-link. I glance behind me to look at Cillian and smile when I see him nod at whatever his Beta is mind-linking him. I throw a glimpse at Gunner while listening to Gisella and saw him motion his hand as if he’s trying to prove a point in his mind-link conversation. I’m pretty sure that we look hilarious right now but I will not have it any other way. It didn’t take long and the doctor arrives with her staff. The vanilla scent she brings in with her inside the room immediately calms me. Her warm smile inst
Kayleigh Last night was phenomenal. I’m still in a state of bewilderment that the Moon Goddess chose Cillian and me to wield such extraordinary powers. We thought we were going to have an easy and a lazy morning. But we have too many questions about our hybrid-looking transformation. So, to rest our minds and find some answers, Cillian immediately summoned the one person we think who’ll have answers or at least know where or how to find information about our newfound powers, Zerdan. I called Aunt Bree but didn’t get much from her as she and John never experienced what Cillian and I had. However, she did mention that our ancestors, the Blessed Wolf and her mate, had the same abilities—they were able to shift into hybrid-looking werewolf and can also be in their normal wolf form. I called Gio and asked him to meet up here at the manor before my OB-GYN check-up, not realizing that it meant he’d have to cut short his and Reagan’s trip to make it back
Cillian To claim my mate. To make her mine. To mate, to mark, and mate again. To rut and knot. These are the primal needs of a werewolf. Setting aside the new reality and responsibility that the Moon Goddess just dropped on us, Kayleigh and I shift into our human form. We continue to kiss and touch and drown in our passions as if the last several minutes didn’t just change the course of our lives. “What’s on your mind, Kill?” she asks. “Nothing serious,” I say to down-play the weight of our awaiting duties to the Wolf Blood circle. “Is it bothering you? Do you think it’s bad?” The fact that she’s asking me these questions tells me that she already knows what thoughts and questions are running in my head. “Let’s talk about it later… I have some more important things to attend to,” I say as I catch her slightly parted lips with mine and run my hands on her back, squeezing her round and firm behind. For the l
Cillian Holding her body tightly against mine, I get up off the bed and carry her towards the window and sit her down on the wooden window sill. I unlatch the window lock and push the glass pane outwards to allow the cold fresh air in. The night breeze coming from the outside hits her back and makes her gasp. As werewolves, we’re more receptive of how different sensory stimuli can enhance pleasure. Like how hot and cold together can heighten sexual experience. The cold wind kisses her back while her front takes the hot friction from our bodies rubbing against each other. The contrasting temperatures mixed with the sensual strumming of our sexes release a different level of sensory pleasure. It’s magical. “Now it’s my turn to fuck your pussy. Brace yourself, because I’m not holding back. I’ve waited too long for this.” I band an arm around her waist to hold her down as I thrust my cock in and out of her with a desire that can probably move mountains. She holds onto my shoulders whi
CillianMy lips move to nibble on her inner thighs while my fingers gently push her silk panties to the side, revealing her bare pussy, already glistening with wetness. My fingers sink inside her, playing with her outer lips as I move to the apex of her opening and press on the little crux of pleasure. “Cillian…” Her raspy voice causes my skin to prickle. My cock pulsates hearing my name called in her breathy tone. I don’t wait any longer. I pull her panties to the side hastily and dive my mouth on her slick pussy. My tongue swirls around her clit for a few minutes before spearing in and out of her sweet hole. My mouth moves all over her plump pussy, kissing and making out with it like I do to her upper lips. Slurping and smacking sounds fill the room as I indulge in her delectable honey pot. I moan while sucking and blowing on her aroused clit, knowing that the mild vibration from my mouth will fully awaken her in the most delicious way.Kayleigh shifts to giv