Adrian M. Knox"Is there any reason the Luna is not in attendance on matters that concern her…for the third session?"Elder Boris asked with a bored expression. He was not moved at Amilie's antics, just bored because the case had been ongoing for three days with the same back and forth.Had he brought Ruby, the case would be over...but she might leave with her mother, and that was not a risk he was willing to-Loud murmurs filled the hall at the sound of the door flying open."Your majesty.""Your majesty!"The elders uttered as they stood one by one and bowed.On the door stood her majesty and Ruby, her expression slightly stern even as her gaze landed on him.The only way she would be allowed to enter a council this late was if she had…. Alba! Christ...that nosey...Adrian could feel his lips lift in a sneer at the sight of the queen.How…how could she single-handedly ruin everything he worked so hard to orchestrate."Mallory...my baby!"Ruby froze and stared at her mother, who utte
Adrian M. KnoxThere was something he was missing. Adrian couldn't place his finger on it, but there was definitely something missing.Ruby’s mother, who hated her, wanted her. The same woman who valued perfectionism wanted her desperately enough to tarnish her own name in high society with a court trial.See, a mother who could care less about the daughter they insisted was better off not being born, would have simply taken the payoffs given by the Clive families and vanished to minimise more scandals and avail a possible comeback, but...she didn’t.Something was off, and simply getting him divorced to be vindictive was not it.So then what? What about his wife made the great Amélie Clive desperate for her Mallory?Surely, it couldn’t be the same thing keeping him glued to her; that would be sick.His hand reached the door’s knob, holding it open for her, and for a second, his mind flashed to the last time they walked through the same door together—she was unconscious, bloody, and sh
AdrianThe feel of her flesh, as he pried the flimsy shirt off, was cool. Again, she moaned against his mouth, and again, he swallowed and pressed her sex harder until the fight left her arms, and she no longer pushed him away.Her apple scent faded as that of her watermelon grew stronger and more delicious.His pull from her was quick and only aimed at tugging her shirt from her flesh before his mouth captured hers again, and this time, she returned his kiss.His hand found her waist. The buttons were easy to undo, but for some reason, his fingers did not cooperate on the zipper, not until she pulled her waist back so he could access it more quickly.Footsteps sounded from the hall's end."Fuck...go back!"He commanded with ease as he pulled his lips from her to turn in the direction the footsteps sounded from."My apologies, Alpha."The voice of his head maid responded before the footsteps receded, but the damage had been done; the spell was broken."You would force a pregnant woman
Adrian M. Knox "Elaine!" His stand from his desk caused the ice pack that was nestled on his crotch to fall to the ground with a rattle courtesy of the still-crispy frozen cubes. "I'm serious, Muaas, dead serious." "For God’s sake! Is this your idea of throwing a tantrum? Opening yourself to a stranger whose risk factor is uncertain because God forbid you put in much thought to your first time with a man? Elaine, my wife is pregnant. I have to stay with her. I don't have time for this, okay?" His fingers slid the red button on time before she uttered another word that would shake his resolve. Yes, she was his weakness and good God, did she know it because even now, he wished to call her back and beg her to behave in a way that did not stir him. His hand reached his hair, but nothing he could do could still the fast beat of his heart. How? How could he feel this possessive over...no? He wasn't feeling possessive; it was protective. Her first time should be special and... His.
Ruby M. CliveMy nod is quick but not quick enough to beat the Alpha’s rise to his knees.His hands find his belt buckle before he hesitates.He…doesn’t have his gloves, come to think of it…I did not see them on him earlier, either. When did he stop wearing them in my presence?Perhaps after mother?Hah...a new form of pity?Grand.My eyes seal; I do not want to notice any more about him."A condom-""The worst has already happened."I answer quickly."I mean unless you have engaged with others, in which case-"His hands hold my thighs apart before I can seal them."No...just you, always you."Always?I almost laugh, but I cannot seem to get the sound out.I want to believe it, to believe him, but…I will not get hurt again.My hand gestures to him, and like a good boy, he lowers himself, and without much thought, I press my lips to his.The feel of his hand guiding his length inside me permits my legs to widen.The fullness that envelopes me forces me to break the kiss so I can grit m
His taste on the back of my throat is salty; each time I seal my lips on his member, a gagging escapes me.His hand presses the back of my head deeper into him, choking me; it is only when tears erupt from my eyes that he eases his grip. My pull from his shaft is not dignifying; my saliva and some of his seed hangs from the corners of my mouth.“Fuck..”He groans before his hand reaches for me.I offer my chin so that he may wipe the mess, but instead, his hand holds his shaft that he then proceeds to stroke against my cheek until the white moisture spurting off ceases to flow.“So can I?”I ask as my head leans on his shaft. I like the control he gives up when I stroke him—in a sense, men are simple…but I, too, succumb to him when he places me in his mouth.“Two hours.”“Two? Alpha, this is the Queen we are discussing; she always has a myriad of activities planned aside from the brunch.”“I just…. don't like her.”“Alpha, I sucked your cock for that brunch. I won't drink, and I only
Adrian M KnoxAdrian’s arms grew numb; there was no flattering way to ask the pregnant woman lying on his arms to move because his arm was now officially dead; she looked too peaceful for that.The idea of normalcy with Ruby had always eluded him, but the dinner had been nice. The only issue was that he wanted more afterwards; he always wanted more from her afterwards...but she fell asleep as soon as she placed her head on his chest.It was the same last time; she would always press her nose to his sternum, inhale him, then cling to him as if she were drowning and he was her raft before her eyes would shut and her breathing would deepen.It was both adorable and frustrating, frustrating because this would be the third night we had masturbated near her slumbering body—at some point, he began to convince himself he was not a pervert.Then again, he wasn't sure if she would have wanted to sleep with him all too often, considering they went to the hospital a week ago, but... it's been a w
Adrian M. Knox.Lie?What did she mean by ‘lie’? Has she already decided on his affair? That’s- that’s not fair; he did his best to resist Elaine."I didn't do anything, Alba. I only sent her to a hotel and used a cab to come back home.”She nodded and, without a word, turned away from him.“Wait…wait!”His hand reached for her, tugging her back to him; thankfully, she did not fight her crash into his arms, but despite how much he tried to turn her to face him, she only offered her back.“Say something! Anything?”He pleaded.Did she believe it? Did she assume his words were a lie and that not pressing the issue would be best? What?Why the hell was she so difficult to communicate with? And why? Why couldn't he smell her? he was inches from her, so how come her scent was missing? How come the only thing stuck in his nostrils were hints of roses and vodka that hummed even in his veins, keeping his mind solely on Elaine?"You only sent her to a hotel? ‘Only’?”“Yes.”He answered.“So, I