"A Seer!" someone gasped in shock. "By the ancient ones, I haven't witnessed such a manifestation in over three centuries!"A hush descended over the assembled crowd. Shock was registered on all their faces.Seers had been thought extinct for centuries. They were said to possess the ability to perceive events across the veil of space and time, glimpsing fragments of possible futures and long-forgotten pasts.It was clear this girl was the real deal. Her gift manifested in a violent vision that held everyone transfixed."The great king, the ruler of all the supernatural realm has found his mate," the girl chanted in a raspy voice that seemed to emanate from everywhere and nowhere at once, though her lips didn't move."Glory, glory, glory!"The words seemed to reverberate from every surface, yet Zavian could hear them as clearly as if she'd shouted them directly into his ear.Messages from true Seers were only perceived by their intended recipient, a safeguard against those who might se
Yesterday, Emmeline had firmly decided not to go on a date with that devil of seduction. However, she found herself changing her mind this morning.The reason was painfully clear—she couldn't bear the thought of him being with Yuna. The idea rose a persistent ache that refused to be ignored, like a splinter lodged deep beneath her skin.‘Damn it, Emmeline! Stop lusting after a married man!!’ She berated herself, feeling frustrated as she stood before her wardrobe. Yet she couldn’t stop herself from falling into temptation.Emmeline selected her golf clothes with her lips pressed into a flat line, angry at herself for being too weak.She got ready in a crisp white skirt that fell just above her knees and a tight black jacket that hugged her figure just right.Then she tied her long, silky hair into a high ponytail, trying to push aside the emotions swirling inside her.Her reflection in the mirror showed a woman torn between desire and guilt, yet there was an unmistakable spark of reso
It took them a few minutes to get to the golf course.Emmeline got into a white electric golf cart without doors.Zavian took the wheel, steering them through his vast green estate, having chosen to forgo a driver to preserve their privacy.The gentle hum of the cart was the only sound as they moved in the quiet of the late morning.Emmeline sat beside him, silently soaking in the scenery.The sky was a canvas of gray, the clouds heavy with the promise of rain.The autumn breeze caressed her bare legs and sent a pleasant shiver up her spine.She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the tranquility that enveloped her, acting as a distraction to the whirlwind of emotions she had been wrestling with.Emmeline found herself stealing glances at the devil of seduction’s side profile.His strong jawline, the way his hands gripped the steering wheel - all of it painted a picture of a man who was both intimidating and irresistibly attractive.She quickly averted her gaze when he turned to ca
Emmeline gasped. However, the sound merely disappeared into his mouth.The club slipped from her grasp.She froze, overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment, as he devoured her lips with fervor.Her eyes closed involuntarily and her palms rested submissively on his chest.She felt his hands move roughly over her back as if trying to feel her through her clothes.His tongue flicked against her lips, and she opened her mouth willingly.The kiss turned into a fervent, breathless exchange.When their lips finally parted, they were both panting heavily, their breaths mingling in the cool air."Your red lips were beckoning me to take a bite, and I couldn't resist. They’re like forbidden fruit," Zavian murmured while brushing his thumb over her lips, leaving them tingling and swollen.The poeticism of his statement felt at odds with the raw desire in his eyes.Emmeline covered her lower lip with the upper one, savoring the remnants of his taste.He lifted his hand from her waist, and she qu
"You'll wish you had held your tongue," Zavian warned ominously.With that, he raised his club high above his head and gently hurled the ball directly at Emmeline.It hit her square in the stomach before rolling off, leaving behind a wave of surprise that left Emmeline gasping for breath and grimacing slightly."Oh my God!" she cried out.Zavian’s gaze shifted from under her skirt back to meet hers. There was something mischievous about his look now."It sadly didn't go where I wanted," he admitted dryly. "Guess I'll have to try again."Before she could respond, he swung his club once more, sending the ball directly at her.This time, it hit a little harder and directly on her sacred space, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.Emmeline's hands splayed out on the grass as she threw her head back and let out a soft moan."Stop trying to ignite me, Mr. Blackthorn," she managed to gasp out between breaths. "How do you manage to do that so effortlessly?"Zavian’s response
"For making me chase after you? Yes! My breath can only be spent on your lips or between your legs." His words were like fire against her skin, igniting a heat that spread through her body despite the cool rain.Emmeline's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, making her gaze drop to the ground.The intimacy of his words, the raw honesty in his voice, left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.Raindrops clung to her eyelashes, blurring her vision slightly."Don't talk to me in that tone. Your obscene words make me feel ashamed." She protested softly. But even as she spoke, she felt a thrill of excitement course through her.Zavian gently turned her face towards him, his chest pressed against hers.With his left hand, he tucked a stray lock of her hair behind her ear, his touch lingering in a way that made her insides tremble.Raindrops trickled down his face, following the contours of his strong jawline.Emmeline felt a blush creeping up her cheeks at his words but held his gaze.She didn'
"Your body is at my mercy," Zavian declared while his fingers gripped the insides of her thighs roughly before guiding them on his lap.Emmeline's breath hitched when she felt his lips brush against her neck, his warm breath sending her insides skyrocketing.She could feel his desire, his hunger for her, and she wanted to give in to it. But she couldn't shake off the nagging guilt and shame that still lingered from their previous encounter."Do you want another orgasm?" Zavian's voice was husky, his lips trailing down her neck and over the curve of her shoulder.Emmeline's body shuddered with electricity and her traitorous tongue whispered a small "Yes" before her mind could catch up. However, he suddenly stopped caressing her thighs, causing her to frown in confusion."Nothing comes for free," Zavian said cryptically. "How about a trade?"Emmeline's heart raced as she considered his proposition. What could he possibly want from her? What would she have to give in return for this plea
It felt as though all oxygen had been sucked out from Emmeline’s lungs by some unseen force in the moment she saw the full package of Zavian’s groin.His size was truly daunting. The veins that ran across it throbbed with life and desire so raw, that it felt like a force of nature.The crown of him was shaped reminiscently of a mushroom cap, draped in a thin layer that shimmered with the evidence of his arousal."You're...you're huge," she managed to whisper, her voice choked with surprise and an undercurrent of awe.She swallowed. Hard, as if trying to swallow down her escalating fear along with her words.Zavian’s gaze darkened even more with desire."Do you see now?" he asked huskily. "Do you see the trouble you've stirred up within me? This is why I need your assistance."Her gaze flickered between his dilated pupils and the extremely hard, colossal length held securely in her hand."I-I didn't realize I had this effect on you," Emmeline stuttered.All they had shared so far were