After brunch, we went to the lounge to catch up on events and bring our mates up to speed. Andrew and Clay arrived at the lounge. The two seemed to be having fun, but I did not trust Andrew. Devin had called to inform us that he was on his way and that they had caught the bitch. I did not want us
What are Yuri's reasons for wanting a Kingdom? What are his reasons, Andrew? I am asking you this because I want to give you a chance here. If he is fighting for Stepanov's rights, Sylvester will reverse all Dimitri did and give Clay and Alexei Lordship. That should be enough. That should correct th
~Susan~ I had not had this much fun in my entire life. I was missing out on a lot when I refused to join Devin in the north every time he left for the council meeting. The ladies were fun to be around. They made mixing with them effortlessly easy. Nothing needed to be done; just find a spot and
'"Let me do that," he said, and I smiled at him. I was too eager. He bent over and kissed me, then travelled with his lips to my neck and chest. He felt my breasts and released them from the bra. He kissed them one at a time and sucked them. Licking my nipples and sucking on them one at a time whi
"Everything, including the dust bath. I can't wait to see that one in use." She said, and I laughed. I knew of the dust bath and how the ladies often used it in the north. Silver dust was an Eastern weapon, so I figured Alice would get the real stuff. Claudia looked confused, and I could not blame
~Leo~ After Devin explained everything, we devised a plan to get the Inkabod Semenov guy. I hated that we might have to include Amelia with us. I did not want to expose her to fight, but it was necessary. We could not subdue that guy without the three of them. Alexei would have been a nice addit
~Leo~ I did not know how to feel about what Casper had just told me. I was in shock, and the room was silent. Even David, who always had a joke, noticed a problem and held his tongue. "Is anything the matter, Leo?" Sylvester asked me, and I knew it would be rude not to reply. "I haven't seen my p
There they were, sitting on the three-sitter couch in my living room. My mother looked at the door with swollen eyes and stood up. My father did the same. They looked sorry and ashamed. They looked sad. They looked afraid. "Leo," my mother said; she had aged a little since I last saw her. She ha