I must have fallen asleep because I woke up a few hours later. I was alone in bed and sweating. I exhaled and got out of bed, but my knees almost buckled, what the fuck. I managed to go to the bathroom and got into the shower. I stood under it and water streamed down on my body. I closed my eyes, thinking of all that has happened.I jumped when I felt hands on me and turned around abruptly. Wyatt squinted his eyes. " Baby, It's me, relax," he said. I've been tense since I came back, " Do you need to see someone?" " Hm?" " A specialist, lately things have been a bit hard for you," he said in a low tone, placing his forehead against mine. " Okay," I said. " I'll arrange something with a psychiatrist,"He massaged my tense shoulder and I felt him bend down to kiss my neck and I moaned in pleasure as my core clenched. His fingers went down my pussy and he massaged it. He got on one knee and put my leg over his shoulder, he kissed my inner thighs slowly and moved up. His soft kisses
AdiraWe were in the dungeons, looking at Zion as he whimpered on the floor, covered in blood. He looked pathetic, and weak, not at all powerful." Just get this over this, you won," he spat, blood splattering from his mouth. Wyatt took out a dagger." May you rot in hell," I said as Wyatt slit his throat several times. Zion's blood streamed down, and an awful sound came from him. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't, I wanted to see and make sure he was dead. He finally stopped struggling and Wyatt looked back at me." Now, I'm all dirty," he mumbled, unamused. His clothes and face were covered in blood. I grimaced, and a guard brought him a towel with which he wiped his face." What do we do with the body?" Jett asked." Burn him," I shrugged my shoulders.I linked my arm to my mate and we left the dungeon. We went back to the palace where Wyatt changed into fresh clothes. I was sitting in front of the mirror, admiring my beautiful mark." Ready?" Wyatt asked. I nodded after I finis
AdiraI was wearing a creamy white dress with a low back, and my hair was pinned in a hairdo but some of it was falling out, but it was alright. I liked it. It didn't have to be perfect because nothing in life is, everything has flaws. Getting into my heels, I breathed in and descended the stairs, meeting my grandfather in the main hallway of the chapel. He smiled at me and I felt tears in my eyes." You're beautiful," he said, linking our arms." Everyone's ready," Leila whispered, smiling at me, " And the groom is anxious,"The music started, indicating for us to go in, and I inhaled again as we took a step inside. The chapel was captivating, with a high vaulted ceiling, and rich ornamentation. The atmosphere was perfect for this important occasion.Everyone got to their feet, bowing as we walked in the candlelit aisle. My mate was standing next to the officiator, next to Aspen, Jett, and Azriel, his best men. They looked extremely handsome in their tuxedos.My bridesmaids; Monique,
Tender memories, once upon a night, welled up in the lonely heart of a man. It was late in the evening. He came in front of the house with an air of mystery. Its interior was elaborately ornamented with a feminine touch. A faint light revealed this. He made no deliberate attempt to move up the stairs to the front door, but he waited a while.His heart was full of deception and he would not trust it nor would he allow its sublime strength to whelm him. Why was he here? maybe because he could not brook the weakness of running away from a woman’s truth.Her name was Danielle. Three days earlier, she had taken him to the scenery of the grandest view. They had made their way up a hilltop. The fresh smell of green flora was enlivening their senses. It was that time of the day when the sky was atPeace and the gentle weakening sun could be seen cutting quietly through the gathering clouds.They both settled on the bare ground, facing each other. She had faith in bringing him here. He had look
Ethan squared his shoulders, regaining his composure. “I have been insulted enough for the day by strangers and I certainly won’t condone it from a lady,” She came a bit closer as if assessing his eyes. “Are you lost?”“No, not that it concerns you but I know exactly where I am” “Sure you do” she added with a tone thick with sarcasm. She studied him a little more and cleared her throat, she said “I think we’ve started on the wrong island, my name’s Kate,” She reached out. “I am one who preferred not to be bothered this time of the night.”“Ouch, that was rude,” she replied mockingly, “If you weren’t so damned cute, I would have let your three little friends harass you”“You know the people who were following me?” “Not that it concerns you, but you should thank me. I could smell your fear from a mile away.” She said. “You really shouldn’t be moving this late if you’re going to punch like that.” “I am not going to be counseled by a woman who also happens to be walking alone” “I
Kate fidgeted irritably but couldn’t feel any strength reaching her arms and legs. How is it that she couldn't compel him? This had never happened before. She bit down her plump lips in thought, eyeing the handsome man. He positioned her one more time and invaded her lips in a quick attempt. “Stop fighting and just apologize,” She let out a scream of frustration to which he responded with a deliberate smile. She mumbled a few words which were lost immediately in her audible breaths. “I couldn’t quite hear you, ma’am,” he mocked.“Alright…..” she breathed finally. “I won’t try to compel you again,” “That wasn’t an apology. I would take it that you don’t say sorry very often,”She groaned with annoyance. “Calm down,” he said, “Am going to let you go, just don’t punch my teeth out.” He released her slowly and she breathed, she stepped away immediately to locate her jacket and boots. A human weakness, one that had never manifested had just assailed her. She picked up her boots, pan
The morning had come, and Ethan groaned as the curtains to his room opened. " Close them, now," he growled. " Sir, you have a call, I've been told it's important," his butler, James, said. He had been with him since childhood and was very efficient. He sat up and closed his eyes momentarily as his head pounded. He regretted drinking too much last night. " If there is a lady I came home with last night, please, kick her out. I don't want to see anyone," he told the butler, he had already done that as he knew his master all too well. Ethan got out of bed and went to his ensuite bathroom. It would be a long day as he decided to investigate the case of his stalker. He went to his computer room in the mansion, checking every footage there was but he saw nothing other than heavy mist and a ... " A crow?" he frowned. Since when are there crows in this neighborhood? He looked further and noted footprints in the wet and leaf-littered path.He went outside in a hurry, forgetting to wear a
“Stay with me tonight. I don’t want to be alone” he insisted, holding her slim waist gently, but he retracted, thinking it wasn't proper, his face was so close to hers, and she couldn't, all she wanted was to crush her lips on him, and explore his mouth. She sat down on the arm of the couch, facing him. He was standing in front of her, and gently he caressed the side of her face, making her still with wonder. What was happening? Why was she loving the sound of his voice and the glistening of his eyes? This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to be this obscenely brave. “Can I hold your hand?” he asked her under his breath. She processed, eyes still fixed onto his, and then she said, “No you should not” “Why?” “Because I will kill you if you do,” she answered back softly. He stopped immediately and waited. “I am going to kill you if you put your hands on me,” she repeated, still seeming calm. “I should have told you this before you invited me into your house.” She wat