[Cole]He dropped her onto his bed and she started to scramble away. But he wouldn't allow it. He grabbed her ankle and pulled her back onto the sheets. Ignoring her sharp cry of surprise, he climbed over, flipped her onto her back and covered her entirely with his giant body. Grabbing her small hands that were pushing at his shoulders, he stretched them way above her head and pinned them onto the fluffy pillows with both his hands. She stopped struggling and shot him a burning glare. He swallowed hard at the memory when he first had her in the same position. He became aware of her heaving chest caressing his own and groaned silently. Without a second thought, he took her lips. She gasped with her eyes wide open. The corner of his mouth lifted as he nibbled the rosy plumpness. She was pressing them tightly together, refusing to respond and turning away from his lips. But he wasn't discouraged. She wants him. That was enough to fuel his desire and make him burn with passio
[Dove]"How would you know?" I sniffed and shot him a confused frown. A moment ago I was head over heels with him. Now, I wanted to clobber his ox-brain head again. Why does he still think that he could control everything? My powers are from the Goddess; not him. "I just do." He smirked. My eyes instantly switched to an unimpressed stare. I was suddenly aware that my blouse was hiked up to my breasts and they were half-exposed. Looking down, I saw the V-collar of his shirt opened, exposing his chest and blushed furiously. Abruptly, I pushed at him. Startled, he tumbled over the bed like a rolling log. As he landed on the floor with a loud dull thud, I scrambled to my knees, adjusted my clothes and composed myself. He quickly came to a stand at the end of the bed, looking stupefied. "What the hell, Dove. Did you just shove me? I told you that you won't be able to hurt me." I backed against the headboard and held up a hand. "You don't control everything, Cole. You don't know
[Dove]"What the hell, Dove!" His voice thundered through the forest air, shaking the spectator trees. I slowly straightened and turned to him, furious. "Stop yelling at me!" "I'll stop yelling if you start doing it properly." He stomped over with an exaggerated rage. "I'll do it properly if you start giving me clearer instructions, you ox!"This was a bad idea, I thought. Isn't he mighty and skillful? Why can't he give better instructions? Stamp here. Strike here. Punch here. How can anyone remember all that without explanations? He closed his eyes and drew in a large deep breath. Exhaling, he opened his eyes and stepped behind me. "Alright, listen." His voice was calmer. "I'm listening." "Stop talking back. Listen," he warned.I rolled my eyes at the tree I broke yesterday.His hand came on my shoulder and he said, "If someone sneaked up on you from behind." He paused to clear his throat and then continued, "First, you grab his hand." I grabbed his hand. "The
[Cole]The last time something like this happened was when his parents died. The cave had exploded and spewed flaming rocks all over the village, crushing everything that stood around it. Fire was everywhere, reducing everything meaningful to useless ashes - houses, trees and people. Those who survived death suffered harsh burns that took days to heal. Cole's memory of the explosion, before and after, had eroded with time until it became a blur. Today, it was revived. Owin was lying on his bed, twisting and grunting in excruciating pain. His entire exterior had been burned, revealing the raw, pink flesh, red veins and yellowish-white blotches underneath. There were no traces of Owin; the squirming body was completely unrecognizable. The air was thickened with the bitter smell of his burnt limbs and deafened with the dense silence of the audience. Cole watched silently as Aeson, the village doctor, tended swiftly to the urging wounds. He felt a squeeze in his hand, looked d
[Dove]We left after visiting Owin. Aeson said that Owin's healing had started at daybreak. It usually takes five days for a full recovery so Owin would be three days late. This was good news. Jude seemed to be breathing properly again. When he learned that silver might be in the flammable liquid, he requested to be in charge of the investigation. Cole agreed on a condition that he let Megan assist him and Jude obliged. "Why did you insist on Megan's involvement?" I sipped the water from my hands and sighed happily. My mind felt more refreshed. I stepped away from the stream and sat on a large moss-covered rock nearby."She knows a lot about the human chemicals. We need to learn about them. For the battle. And it would help us if Jude learned it fast." Cole took his sip of water and sat beside me. "Besides, she's a great teacher." The corner of his lip lifted mischievously. The morning mist was clearing as I quietly admired my husband's quick wits. "I have one last questi
[Cole]"I'm surprised that you brought her along. I thought Owin had told you," Jave leaned over and whispered when Dove was out of earshot. Cole kept a straight face and watched Dove as she went about the room, admiring the rich tapestry. He knew that she was really trying to listen and hoped she didn't hear this d*mn conversation. Jave continued in a quick whisper. "I hope you haven't mated with her. That cursed thing."Cole felt his fist tighten. He had to hold his anger in. As much as he wanted to shove a fist in that large round face, he knew that Jave was merely a blind follower of the rumor. But he didn't like what he heard. Worst, he wanted to take Dove to bed then and there, but something in his mind held him back. Cole glared at the weak moonlight that had found its way into the room and managed a calm voice. "That thing's still my Luna." He forced himself to turn to the wide-eyed hulk and smiled, "I appreciate all your help, Jave. Your next month's supply is on
[Cole]That fucking slimewolf tried to hit on his wife. A well-known sweet talker, Wesley would hit on anything that moves. A slimewolf, Cole's buddies had nicknamed him and Cole decided to start using that name today. It happened right after his brief private moment with Oscar. The crazy mutt was unusually tight-lipped, giving frivolous responses throughout the conversation. Cole figured that someone had been training him as the proud Alpha continued his acting. "I'll sniff them out, Cole. I swear to Goddess." A strange smirk appeared on his face and disappeared. "Those fuckers deserve to die! How can they use fire on poor Owin?"Cole caught a glint of satisfaction in the wild eyes but maintained his composure. Once Oscar was out of sight, his smile collapsed and he threw his glass out of the window in fury.Returning to the waiting room, Cole saw the slimewolf already making his move on Dove. Dove was seething. She held her ground well until Wesley leaned in to smell her
[Dove]His hand went under my dress, sliding upwards, feeling my skin, sending more icy streaks up my spine. Another one glided up the back of my other thigh and cupped the roundness of my bottom, kneading it gently. The caress sent a new streak of quivers to my head and I moaned into his mouth. His tongue continued to drive me wild and numb. When he tore his lips away, skimming over my jaw, I took the moment to draw in deep breaths as more sensations came over me. As he sucked my collarbone, his lips going lower with every kiss he printed on my skin, he lifted my feet off the ground and pressed harder onto me. My arms went around his neck and my legs wound around his waist, anchoring my ankles on the small of his back. I held onto him tightly, gasping with need as he devoured the top swell of my soft mounds. The sweet caress of his rough lips sent more numbing chills up my back. I grabbed a fistful of his wild hair and pushed his lips harder onto me. With a grunt, he lifted