Couldn't sleep, so today's update is here a bit early. This chapter really hit me in the feels. Someday, I hope to experience a love as pure and profound as theirs. Also, one of my readers asked when Zavian’s other identities will be revealed. I promise it’ll be very soon! :)
Zavian traced a gentle path along her lips, sending a wave of numbness radiating through her body as heat pooled low in her belly.The hardness of him pressed against her softness stirred a whirlwind of anticipation within."You've dressed yourself up for me tonight and it's been pure torture since the moment I laid eyes on you." He paused, drawing in a breath as if he were fighting off an insatiable hunger. "It's like seeing a feast laid out before you when you're starving."Zavian leaned closer until their faces were mere inches apart. His lips brushed against her cheek, planting moist kisses that tasted of sin and decadence. "I can't let your efforts go to waste," he said with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "That wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me now, would it?"Emmeline traced her hand over the hard planes of his chest, causing him to pause mid-kiss and look into her eyes with an intensity that made her heart flutter wildly in her chest."Who told you I'm still waitin
Emmeline found herself lost in Zavian's burning gaze. "Make me forget who I am and remember only you." She whispered.His strong hands met the small of her back, guiding her towards the bed.She fell back on the plush pillows. She watched him straddle her legs through half-lidded eyes before claiming her mouth in a fierce and all tongue exploring kiss.A shiver ran through Emmeline when she felt his hand creep under her back to unclasp her bra.Zavian slid the straps off her shoulders while never breaking the passionate kiss.He finally pulled away for a moment to admire her bare form except for the necklace he'd gifted her that nestled between her breasts. "You are exquisite," he murmured huskily, "I can't wait to taste your forbidden fruit again."That said, his gaze flicked over to a string of Christmas lights on a nearby table. Picking them up, he looked at Emmeline with an excited gleam. "Let me adorn you with these," he suggested softly."Your hands," he commanded.Obediently, Em
"Z-Zavian..." Emmeline whimpered his name breathlessly, writhing beneath him… pleasure driving all coherent thoughts away.Zavian’s tongue skillfully navigated her body, driving her to the brink of insanity until she shattered under his wicked mouth with a loud cry of his name."You... you were incredible," she managed to gasp out moments later.Zavian pulled away abruptly and discarded his remaining clothes to reveal his erect shaft with veins pulsating around it in anticipation."I know you enjoy my tongue, but tonight I'm going to pleasure you in a different way that doesn’t necessarily need me to open you up," he said with a smirk before crawling back up her body.His erection brushed against her, causing her center to clench in response.Zavian’s eyes held hers captive as he whispered, "You won't be able to think straight when I'm done!"Emmeline stared at him, anticipation making her pulse race.As he hovered above her, hands resting on either side of her head, she reached up and
Zavian was locked in an agonizing internal war, his primal instincts raging to claim his mate while his disciplined mind fought viciously to maintain control over his baser urges.The mate pull was a scorching, relentless force, clawing at his insides and inflaming every fiber of his being with an overwhelming, feral need to take Emmeline and complete their bond.'Mate wants us. Needs us to fill her, breed her,' Aetherion growled hungrily in Zavian's mind, dripping with lust. 'She can take our size, our strength. She's our mate for a reason - built to handle and crave our brutal claiming.'A guttural groan rumbled from Zavian's chest as lurid images of pinning Emmeline down and driving into her ruthlessly, claiming her in the most primitive way flashed rapidly through his mind.Her sweet cries of ecstasy and pleas for more echoed in his ears as if she were right there, writhing wantonly beneath him.'Yeah, it's the perfect time - the ideal day to finally make her ours,' Draeven snarled
The sinful duo were both wiped after their intense lovemaking session.Emmeline was still snuggled up against Zavian's broad, muscular chest, but no matter how utterly drained she felt, she just couldn't drift off to sleep. Her mind kept replaying the intense scene from earlier on an endless loop.She could have sworn she heard deep, animalistic growls and roars rumbling from Zavian's throat as he ravaged her body like a ravenous beast. Emmeline had also seen strange, shimmering lights seeming to emanate from him in waves. As bizarre as it sounded, she knew she hadn't just been hallucinating from the mind-blowing pleasure and pain. No amount of ecstasy could conjure up such vivid visions.Her thoughts then turned to when Zavian had asked if she would be okay dating a supernatural being, and the hurt look on his face when she hadn't given him a definite answer. Could he truly be...not human? Some kind of monster? She had always heard the saying that the devil has the most angelic featur
Emmeline woke up to something wet and warm trailing across her cheek.Blinking her eyes open slowly, she found Zavian peppering her face with soft kisses, his hard morning wood pressing insistently against her stomach.Memories from their passionate lovemaking the night before came flooding back. How he had absolutely ravaged her until she felt the air knocked out of her lungs and stars danced behind her tightly squeezed eyelids. How she had almost passed out from the mind-blowing pleasure, leaving her aching core throbbing with need, wishing it was there he was pounding his thick, monstrous cock into instead. How she had silently begged him to finally pop her cherry and open her up completely.But then the bizarre, inexplicable incident replaced those yearning thoughts, making her breath hitch in her throat.Emmeline’s mind was at war with itself. She truly didn't know how much longer she could pretend she hadn't made such a mind-blowing discovery about Zavian last night.As much as
After a leisurely breakfast of fluffy Belgian waffles and crisp bacon with Zavian, followed by a long, steamy shower where they'd indulged in one last lingering tryst, Emmeline finally returned home.Her mind was utterly consumed with the memories of their intimate Christmas Eve together - every scorching caress, every sinful whisper, every moment seared into her memory with perfect clarity.Luckily, Richard didn't seem to suspect a thing when she arrived. Minnie had covered for her brilliantly.Emmeline had barely managed to exchange some words with Richard before practically sprinting up the stairs, murmuring some excuse about needing to freshen up after her night out.She locked herself in the bathroom and braced her trembling hands on the vanity, staring at her flushed, desire-glazed reflection for a long moment as the memories washed over her again in dizzying waves.The way Zavian had pinned her against the wall, one hand fisted in her hair as the other roamed hungrily over her
Maybe he's just stressed at work.Seduce him, entertain him. That's what people usually tell a married woman when she complains about being subjected to violence and abuse by her husband. My own family and friends said the same ignorant, victim-blaming bullshit.Their words echo in my head like a constant reminder of how alone I truly am in this nightmare.The brutal truth? I was repeatedly raped and assaulted under my own roof by my husband Richard. And the most ridiculous, infuriating thing I heard when I finally gathered the courage to turn to my family for help and support? "He'll change when he gets older! Boys will be boys!"Their dismissive, enabling attitudes made me feel even more isolated and trapped. It was as if they were complicit in my abuse, choosing to protect a monster rather than their own daughter and sister.Like, what about my wasted life? What about the trauma and suffering I've endured? The sleepless nights, the constant fear, the way my body tenses at the sligh
After a leisurely breakfast of fluffy Belgian waffles and crisp bacon with Zavian, followed by a long, steamy shower where they'd indulged in one last lingering tryst, Emmeline finally returned home.Her mind was utterly consumed with the memories of their intimate Christmas Eve together - every scorching caress, every sinful whisper, every moment seared into her memory with perfect clarity.Luckily, Richard didn't seem to suspect a thing when she arrived. Minnie had covered for her brilliantly.Emmeline had barely managed to exchange some words with Richard before practically sprinting up the stairs, murmuring some excuse about needing to freshen up after her night out.She locked herself in the bathroom and braced her trembling hands on the vanity, staring at her flushed, desire-glazed reflection for a long moment as the memories washed over her again in dizzying waves.The way Zavian had pinned her against the wall, one hand fisted in her hair as the other roamed hungrily over her
Emmeline woke up to something wet and warm trailing across her cheek.Blinking her eyes open slowly, she found Zavian peppering her face with soft kisses, his hard morning wood pressing insistently against her stomach.Memories from their passionate lovemaking the night before came flooding back. How he had absolutely ravaged her until she felt the air knocked out of her lungs and stars danced behind her tightly squeezed eyelids. How she had almost passed out from the mind-blowing pleasure, leaving her aching core throbbing with need, wishing it was there he was pounding his thick, monstrous cock into instead. How she had silently begged him to finally pop her cherry and open her up completely.But then the bizarre, inexplicable incident replaced those yearning thoughts, making her breath hitch in her throat.Emmeline’s mind was at war with itself. She truly didn't know how much longer she could pretend she hadn't made such a mind-blowing discovery about Zavian last night.As much as
The sinful duo were both wiped after their intense lovemaking session.Emmeline was still snuggled up against Zavian's broad, muscular chest, but no matter how utterly drained she felt, she just couldn't drift off to sleep. Her mind kept replaying the intense scene from earlier on an endless loop.She could have sworn she heard deep, animalistic growls and roars rumbling from Zavian's throat as he ravaged her body like a ravenous beast. Emmeline had also seen strange, shimmering lights seeming to emanate from him in waves. As bizarre as it sounded, she knew she hadn't just been hallucinating from the mind-blowing pleasure and pain. No amount of ecstasy could conjure up such vivid visions.Her thoughts then turned to when Zavian had asked if she would be okay dating a supernatural being, and the hurt look on his face when she hadn't given him a definite answer. Could he truly be...not human? Some kind of monster? She had always heard the saying that the devil has the most angelic featur
Zavian was locked in an agonizing internal war, his primal instincts raging to claim his mate while his disciplined mind fought viciously to maintain control over his baser urges.The mate pull was a scorching, relentless force, clawing at his insides and inflaming every fiber of his being with an overwhelming, feral need to take Emmeline and complete their bond.'Mate wants us. Needs us to fill her, breed her,' Aetherion growled hungrily in Zavian's mind, dripping with lust. 'She can take our size, our strength. She's our mate for a reason - built to handle and crave our brutal claiming.'A guttural groan rumbled from Zavian's chest as lurid images of pinning Emmeline down and driving into her ruthlessly, claiming her in the most primitive way flashed rapidly through his mind.Her sweet cries of ecstasy and pleas for more echoed in his ears as if she were right there, writhing wantonly beneath him.'Yeah, it's the perfect time - the ideal day to finally make her ours,' Draeven snarled
"Z-Zavian..." Emmeline whimpered his name breathlessly, writhing beneath him… pleasure driving all coherent thoughts away.Zavian’s tongue skillfully navigated her body, driving her to the brink of insanity until she shattered under his wicked mouth with a loud cry of his name."You... you were incredible," she managed to gasp out moments later.Zavian pulled away abruptly and discarded his remaining clothes to reveal his erect shaft with veins pulsating around it in anticipation."I know you enjoy my tongue, but tonight I'm going to pleasure you in a different way that doesn’t necessarily need me to open you up," he said with a smirk before crawling back up her body.His erection brushed against her, causing her center to clench in response.Zavian’s eyes held hers captive as he whispered, "You won't be able to think straight when I'm done!"Emmeline stared at him, anticipation making her pulse race.As he hovered above her, hands resting on either side of her head, she reached up and
Emmeline found herself lost in Zavian's burning gaze. "Make me forget who I am and remember only you." She whispered.His strong hands met the small of her back, guiding her towards the bed.She fell back on the plush pillows. She watched him straddle her legs through half-lidded eyes before claiming her mouth in a fierce and all tongue exploring kiss.A shiver ran through Emmeline when she felt his hand creep under her back to unclasp her bra.Zavian slid the straps off her shoulders while never breaking the passionate kiss.He finally pulled away for a moment to admire her bare form except for the necklace he'd gifted her that nestled between her breasts. "You are exquisite," he murmured huskily, "I can't wait to taste your forbidden fruit again."That said, his gaze flicked over to a string of Christmas lights on a nearby table. Picking them up, he looked at Emmeline with an excited gleam. "Let me adorn you with these," he suggested softly."Your hands," he commanded.Obediently, Em
Zavian traced a gentle path along her lips, sending a wave of numbness radiating through her body as heat pooled low in her belly.The hardness of him pressed against her softness stirred a whirlwind of anticipation within."You've dressed yourself up for me tonight and it's been pure torture since the moment I laid eyes on you." He paused, drawing in a breath as if he were fighting off an insatiable hunger. "It's like seeing a feast laid out before you when you're starving."Zavian leaned closer until their faces were mere inches apart. His lips brushed against her cheek, planting moist kisses that tasted of sin and decadence. "I can't let your efforts go to waste," he said with a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "That wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me now, would it?"Emmeline traced her hand over the hard planes of his chest, causing him to pause mid-kiss and look into her eyes with an intensity that made her heart flutter wildly in her chest."Who told you I'm still waitin
"Divorce that scumbag!" Zavian stated without preamble.His words sent shock waves ricocheting through Emmeline’s body.Her eyes widened until she felt they would surely pull out of their sockets with her mouth falling open in a soundless gasp of disbelief as she struggled to process what he'd just said."What?" she finally managed to choke out, shaking her head in stunned denial as if to clear her ears.Emmeline opened her mouth again, fully intending to unleash a torrent of questions, of demands for clarification and explanation. But Zavian silenced her by pressing his index finger to her lips in a commanding gesture, his expression one of deadly seriousness that brooked no argument or interruption."If you can provide the court with documentation proving the marriage was never consummated despite all this time, the ruling will undoubtedly be in your favor,” he explained in a low, intense tone that seemed to reverberate through her very bones with the weight of his conviction. “You w
Zavian's hands found their way to Emmeline's waist, his touch as soft as a lover's caress. His breath, however, was anything but tender. It hit her face like a gust of wind on a stormy night.He moved closer, brushing his nose against hers in an intimate gesture that make her body tingle."Do you have any idea how many sleepless nights I've spent?" he murmured. "How I couldn’t ignore what could be happening between you and your worthless excuse for a husband?"His arm tightened around her waist, pulling her body flush against his with his lips hovering dangerously close to her skin but refrained from making contact."I've told you time and again about the rage your situation stirs within me," Zavian whispered into the shell of her ear - words that set her heart pounding. "You should have done something to ease my mind."Emmeline’s hands instinctively fell on his chest, surrendering completely to him… under his breath playing havoc with her senses, causing her heart to falter erraticall