"If you continue to be a good girl--" he licked his lips, "--I'll satisfy you however and whenever you want...of course, that's after I deal with my unfinished work."
My knees felt as if they were about to buckle and the needy urge that his touch sent through me was getting more intense by the second. I didn't know what the hell was happening to my body nor how he was able to get me so hot and bothered with one single touch.
"W-What are you d-doing?" I bit my lip, as my hands that were pressed against his chest quivered visibly.
"Why? You don't want me to touch you? We made a deal, remember? And I made it pretty clear that after what we just did, you would no longer have the option of refusing me." He declared, a dazzling grin lighting up his features. With a feather like touch, he grazed his finger over the skin of my neck in a circular motion as he looked down at me. That suggestive look he was
Around seven hours later, I was seated by the table, my hands fiddling with themselves as my feet repeatedly tapped against the tiled floor. With my body as hot as a volcano and my skin sweating profusely, I peered intently at Kasan's muscular form through the frazzled auburn strands trickling over most of my vision. Everyone else made it their duty to stare at me from left and right, while he was busy setting the table...not once did he feel the need to glance at me.He had been the one to rid the living room of garbage, cook a whole bunch of food and now, he was even setting the table. Honestly, I would've been more comfortable if he was finding pleasure in staring at me like the others rather than doing such trivial things. Is this what he meant when he said he had things to do and places to be?How dare he leave me in the middle of our little thing for the sake of this?! Is the word 'pushover' marked on my forehead? Or has th
You remember when I said I wouldn't let him bother me?•••Bullshit! That was just pride talking.For some reason I was blazing at the highest degree....not like before. This was worse, wayyy worse. I wouldn't be surprised if my skin was freaking melting off my bones.And not to mention my entrance...all I felt down there was heat, a painful yet thrilling heat. When I couldn't take it anymore, I tried the pride-crushing act of touching myself, but the more I touched, the more I felt driven...driven to have myself filled with something other than my fingers. The heat plaguing my body was irrepressible....at least for as long as he isn't touching me. I can't explain it any other way than a burning desire to have him inside me.Is this even normal?!I have no idea why nor how this is happenin
"Please~" I whimpered, my tongue rolling out of my mouth and sapping at my chapped lips before retreating backwards.On impulse, I moved the hand that was dormant between my legs and swiftly swept down, catching the silky towel between my fingers before pulling it off his body. My palms itched the moment my wide eyes laid on his rod. This time there was no almost....I certainly did drool at the sight of him.I want to touch him so bad....sooo bad that it hurts.My hole tightened in delight and I reluctantly broke my gaze away from his dick, locking eyes with his. I could feel pleasure pulse through me just from the action. The fearlessness...the impassiveness, it was all there just the way I liked it. Its no wonder why he has me so fucking hooked. I absolutely love the sexy look on his face, no doubt. He easily surpasses everyone I've ever met before...in more ways than one.Though, I couldn't deny that seeing him as his usual cock
I woke up about10 amthe next morning and the first thing that struck me was my now tarnished pride. It's been three days, THREE straight days since we've been chained to this room and fucking like bunnies --as Kenley annoyingly puts it-- and I'm pretty ashamed to announce that I've literally had the best time of my fucking life!Again and again, I have stopped low, very low. If father found out about this, I don't think I'd ever be able to face him again....or even mom...or anybody for that matter! Fucking with the enemy? That's not usually my style. It has never been.But seeing how this all played out, I'm sure it will be...at least for now.I can't explain how nor why, but I don't think I can seriously have this good of a guy around me and not want to jump him. It's almost impossible....well itisimpossible in my case. I'd say I did pretty good lasting for so long against his w
Sighing for the umpteenth time, I pushed myself up unto the counter with my hands and languidly looked over the now spotless kitchen. A few minutes ago, the stupid excuse of a Mafia boss --also known as Kasan-- took it upon himself to clean the whole house down to the very porch at the front. Why you ask?...he claims he wants to keep his precious 'princess' in a clean environment.Afterwards, he went out and came back in with loads and loads of clothes. Not sure how he knows my exact size but they all fit perfectly well actually. I don't have clothes so I'm half grateful but the fact that they literally hide NOTHING is absolutely irritating.And just few hours back, I happened to mention that chicken Alfredo would've been better for dinner instead of spaghetti.Wrong move. Following my remark, he tossed the spaghetti in the trash and began to stir up another pot.Li
"By the way, where did all your weird friends go?" I asked, stretching my arms over my head as my bare feet trudged through the grass littering the ground. The house was pretty close to the forest so greenery was practically everywhere. Not sure why they chose to live in such a secluded area but I do like it here except for the fact that I feel like a caged animal. "I've banned them from entering the main house. This place is larger than it looks. There's more than five houses on the land. I told them to take the one farthest away." I sent him a happy thumbs up. "Good idea. That Kenley guy makes me wish I had a gun." Kasan grinned. His nicely styled raven hair was gradually ruined as the wind passed through the strands like storm. But as usual, he was still sexy...if not more than before. "Then..." He said. "--you'll be happy to know that my favorite gun will be my second gift to you. Keep it close. We have alot of surprise attacks around here." He left my si
Lucas...the name of the man that permanently lives in my every nightmare. I know only an idiot would just assume that out of the millions of people with that particular name, they were specifically speaking about the Lucas I know of...but I couldn't resist caving in to fear despite the low possibility, the kind of raw fear that only Lucas can ever draw into being. With molded lips and trembling hands, I reached for the mug that Kasan had laid in front of me not too long ago and took a slow sip of the black coffee. The strong heat had already seeped into the mug and wasn't going to wane anytime soon, but I didn't flinch nor wince at the pain that scorched my palms. Simply put, my mind was too caught up to even register such trivialities. "What's up with you? You've been out of it for a while." Kasan piped up, right fist on his cheek as he stared intently at me. I didn't answer to his worries, in fact, I could barely even find it in me to breath. In years, I ha
"So...you've been having a good time, I presume?" Mom was the first to speak, the distaste encased in her voice making me wince. I was ashamed to even look at her --or even dad for that matter-- so I stared down at my lap, skin itching from the gazes casted upon me. And to make matters worse, even Kasan was staring me down from where he was seated beside me. Despite the fact that my parents caught us in the act, he didn't seem fazed one bit. Rather, the dickhead was finding this entertaining. "W-We weren't doing anything! I was just..." I waffled between words. "...uh...helping him?" It was more of a question than an answer. Mom's scowl deepened, Dad didn't move a muscle and Kasan chuckled. I jabbed him in the rib...hard, but instead of wincing like I hoped, his chuckle only got louder than before. Sending him a ruthless glare from the side of my eyes, I scooted over a bit and grabbed the fluffy pillow beside me, letting it occupy the little space between our bodies. He mumbled a q
**Six years later**I sat on the porch of our mansion, rocking my chair back and forth as I stared into the woods up ahead, watching three distant figures move through the trees: Kasan and the twins. It’s pretty windy outdoors and the breeze has basically messed up every strand atop my head despite having just gotten here. It’s the perfect time for a run, but sadly, I can’t. Not while I’m like this…I glanced down at my protruding belly, smiling. Its funny how six years ago I never wanted to have any wolfy powers, but now when I’m not allowed to shift, I begin to miss it every passing day. Speaking of that, ever since the twins, Kiara has been behaving. She’s snappy, but she doesn’t try to force control anymore. I think we’ve formed some sort of truce?“Clara!” The door swung open from the inside and a fuming Ash stepped out, glaring daggers at me, “Where’d you hide the Nutella?!” I rolled my eyes, “Unless, it’s for my cute little nephew, go buy your own. I told you to stop rai
“You want anything? I’ll make it for you.” His nose nuzzled into my neck, sniffing at my skin while his hand slipped under my T-Shirt, caressing my stomach directly. “Nope. I thought you were gonna ignore me for the rest of your stupid life.” I grumbled, a small triumphant smile forming at my lips. I totally knew he couldn’t ignore me for long. “I was thinking about it.” His lips left kisses over my neck, “But…you’re having a hard time sleeping because of me. I can’t let my princess suffer.” “Suffer?” I slapped my hand against my neck, separating his mouth from my skin and shifting on the bed to face him. “What the hell? You’re the one who’s suffering.” I poked his chest. “How long have you been lying there not sleeping?”“I was waiting for you to be a good girl and apologize.” He admitted, shamelessly lifting my shirt then pressing his ear against my stomach. He stayed at that spot for a few seconds and kissed my belly-button before sliding up, stuffing his head between my breasts
I snatched my hand out of Aiden's grasp, holding it to my chest as I quickly snapped my head to the side, spotting my mate standing just a few steps away from us. His men stood behind him, my brother included. Lucas had disappeared at some point when Aiden was yapping, but I thought he went to take a piss or something! Looking at things now, did he run off to snitch?!“W-When did you come? I didn’t even smell you…” I gulped.“What the fuck are you doing?” Kasan's eyes dropped to my wrist and I paled when they shifted suddenly to a bright golden, fury slipping over his face. His fists tightened at his side and veins rose on his arms as a dangerously wicked aura surrounded his figure, spreading through the club. As if sensing danger, a bunch of people shuffled out as if fire was on their tale, while a few inquisitive ones stayed to stare. Fuck. I expected him to be angry when I decided to come here, but right now he seems to be seething beyond my expectation. “Uh…well…you weren’t hom
When we got to the club, my excitement had gotten to it’s highest heights and the exhilarating chills running down my back was something I’d missed greatly. Aside from the number of scents overwhelming me and the fact that my ears are a little sensitive, this is awesome! Everything is awesome! We hit the dance floor as soon as we landed, but me and Lucas were the only lone wolves who had no partners. Plus, the twins and Ash decided not to tag along in the end, so barely any close companion either. Still, it was fun nonetheless. Afterwards, we went to the bar and it was at that point that I began to think ‘this isn’t as fun as I thought’. First of all, it was stressful watching them enjoy themselves drinking liquor while knowing full well I can’t do the same. Second of all, the stupid eyes on me make me feel like I’m in some sort of cage. The guys keep glancing at me every few seconds and people I have never seen before seem to have taken interest in my presence, most of them smell
“Gerald has a package for me, which of you wouldn’t mind bringing it?” Kasan questioned, grinning like they’re old times friends who hadn’t seen each other for a decade. He's been chatting with them for a fucking half a day! That’s quite an exaggeration but still! “Package? I will!” One of them offered, a little too enthusiastically might I add, “Is it guns?! Wolfsbane?!” Their loudness is giving me a headache. I feel like they’d be much more annoying than Ash to be around. “You just gotta bring it, that’s all. Since that’s settled, we’ll be leaving now. I'll see you three next time, I have a meeting with Gerald soon.” Kasan shoved his hand into his pocket, and while his eyes didn’t leave their figures, he leaned closer to me and pressed his lips close to my ear, smirking. “I can feel your glare. Be good for once, babe. They’re valuable friends.” His tongue flicked my earlobe and I jolted, hand flying up to cover my ear. I gave him a ‘what the fuck’ glare, and his response to that
The evening was a bit chilly when I went out to stretch my legs a little. Sitting around all day and doing nothing felt like it was going to make me lose my sanity anytime soon. What’s the duty of a Luna anyway? I have nothing to do. “Are you tired?” Kasan’s arm slid around my back as we walked side by side, his head peeping over so he could take a quick glance over my face. “You’re sweating. Want me to carry you?”More than a dozen footsteps could be heard trailing behind us, and the sound irritated me to the bone. I strictly told him I wanted to go out on my own, but he insisted on tagging along and also bringing a truck load of his men. Now we look like weirdos walking around on the street with men in black suits strolling behind us. Ugh! I should’ve left without telling him! “I came to take a walk, why would you carry me?” I rolled my eyes. “And I literally told you not to just a moment ago. How many times will you ask the same thing?”“But if you feel---” “I’m fine.” I’m not
“You’re not fucking leaving this room!” His voice had risen high enough for pretty much everyone in the house to hear, so to say I was taken aback would have been an understatement.He was seething, and all that anger glistening in his golden eyes was pinned on me. I went to move back, but when my feet did not budge even an inch, I quickly realized what was happening. He used a fucking command! “I said I’m going to Lucas. It’s not like I’m leaving the house.” I mumbled, “Why are you even shouting? And a command? Seriously?” I tried to hold eye contact through my words, but his gaze digging into me was so annoyingly intense that I had no choice but to break it, dropping my head.I grinded my teeth, tugging my hand out of his hold with one hard pull. “Is this what you’ll keep doing from now on? You’ll use it whenever I’m like this? Am I your fucking dog?” A frustrated sigh left his lips and he pulled back, putting a bit of distance between us. “That’s not what I wanted to do.” His v
“Your nose is pretty good now. I’m impressed.” He walked over and sat next to me, his hand pushing my legs down so his head could lay across my lap. His hand then reached for my hair and gently, he twirled strands around his finger as his gaze bored into me. “What’s with that look? Are you bored? You missed me?” He leaned upward and connected his warm lips with mine, gently molding them together. I could feel his smile blossom while he kissed me, but the longer he went on and got no response, it quickly faltered. He pulled back, licking his lips. “Babe?” He frowned, sitting up and moving my feet onto his lap, slipping one hand around my lower back whilst the other moved to massage my legs. “We haven’t seen each other in a while but it looks like you’re not happy to see me since you’re cursing me six feet under with your eyes. I’ve been busy, haven’t I? I know your wolf is restless when I’m not around.” I looked away, gritting my teeth. If he knows, why leave me here everyday! I can
Positive….All freaking positive…. every single one of them….I’m pregnant… I’M PREGNANT!I can feel the unmistakable budding of excitement in my chest as I looked down at the tests in front of me, but the anxiety…was also unfortunately sparking… Is this a moment where I should pop a smile? I can’t even bring myself to do that much. Fuck. I keep thinking about whether he’ll like this or not. Well…I mean, he needs his heir to take over, so obviously he’ll want a child. But will he be ‘happy’? As in, does he really want a baby with me? Like Lora said, he might not even be fond of it. Or am I thinking too much?“Oye! Get out if you don’t want me to come get you.” A shout came from Ash along with the sound of fists banging against the bathroom door. I sighed. She’s the last person I want to know about this, but the situation has already gone bad. I slid the tests off the counter and into the trash bin beside it then sluggishly washed my hands at the sink, sighing for the second time.