His warm lips pucker against hers, making her moan. He tastes her sweet flavor and meshes their tongues together in an animalistic frenzy which he has been suppressing for months.Anna cannot hold back either as she parts her mouth to let him savor her. Her fingers brush his hair, pulling him closer to her. Lavi’s hands are slowly trailing down her bare skin, feeling her softness. He gently rubs her breasts while the water around them swirls in slow circles. Anna deepens the kiss, intoxicated by him while her hands rip off his shirt and throws it somewhere.Lavi’s lips leave her and she silently begs for him to return but he latches on her neck. She can feel his teeth starting to sharpen but they are more like fangs than the canines of Lycans. Her heart beats fast when he teases her skin, his fangs brushing the nape of her neck.“I reject your rejection,” he whispers in her ear. “You are mine. My mate. And I refuse to let you go!”Anna buries her face in his neck, too overwhelmed to l
Anna stifles back a moan when she feels his tongue brushing over her folds. She is nearly undone as he works his way to her soft flesh, teasing her clit. Lavi groans when Anna takes his member in her mouth and gently swirls her tongue around it. She is slowly licking his erection, blowing into it while he sucked on her slit. His tongue slips into her hole and Anna moans loudly.She tries to take in his whole length but it is too long. His rod is shivering against her lips and she can taste his pre-cum. Her fingers are gently playing with his balls, earning more groans from him. In response, Lavi rigorously licks her hole. Her muscles are throbbing and he slips a finger in her. Anna is aroused and continues to suck on his erection while he torments her. Both of them are panting and sweaty as the heat in their bodies keep on increasing. Their moans fill the cave, the scent of their lust lingering in it. Lavi thoroughly enjoys his mate’s sweetness while he is at his own limits. She is c
Damien and his men are marching towards the border where Lavi and his mate were last spotted. The Emperor sent him to investigate the damage Lavi has caused and the entire palace is terrified. There are rumors that Lavi burned down the entire gang which tried to kill his mate but Damien wants to see for it himself.Nothing can compare to the rage he is feeling in his heart. No matter what he does, Lavi always beats him in everything. Lavi snatched away everything from him and it disgusts Damien that they were once friends.“This is the place, Your Grace!” His foot soldier informs him, pointing towards the ruins. Damien climbs down his horse to investigate.“The rumors are true then, he mutters. The tents have been burnt to a crisp and some of the Black Jack members are lying dead in front of him. They have severe incurable burns on their bodies. These people had little chance against a Dragon.“Any survivors?” Damien demands.“The leader of this clan, Nine,” one of the soldiers reply
Lavi gazes at her and smiles. “Go ahead,” he whispers.Anna moans when he tickles her earlobes. The water around them is starting to swirl in circles, a soothing breeze conjured by Lavi brushing against their wet bodies. His member is starting to enter her and Anna presses her lips to his neck.Her canines start to come out and she bites him. Instantly, he enters her and she stifles another moan. A surge of heat passes through them, making Lavi growl but it is a sweet pain. Anna slowly backs off and seductively looks at Lavi. “Does it hurt?” she asks him in a raspy voice.In response, Lavi pulls her to him and hungrily kisses her, the sounds of their heated session echoing all around the cave. He plunges deeper into her, her warm walls quivering as he keeps on hitting her erotic spot. Anna nips at him, her perky breasts brushing against his chest. She writhes against his groin, gyrating in sync with him. Lavi cannot get enough of his mate. Nothing is more pleasurable than having her
Nine is dragging her feet across the ground. She is breathless and tired but thankfully, managed to escape from the scene. Her heart is thumping hard against her ribs and she leans against a tree to catch her breath.Slow tears are rolling down her cheeks as she remembers the scent of the sweet red roses which will not leave her. Her mate. She has a mate.It will only be a matter of time before the Black Jacks find out and punish her for it. Her remaining men will be killed and so will she. Of all the people, she had to be the mate of Faika’s Knight!“What do I do?” She sobs to herself. “I…”Everything is bleak in front of her. There is no escaping this. As a fae, she cannot even reject her mate because rejecting a mate is taboo for her. Unlike werewolves who can still live after rejecting their mates, faes’ lives are connected to their mates. If their mate rejects them, the fae will die. She looks ahead. The border of Soloma is lying in front of here. There are no guards here yet s
The guests of the Emperor have been settled comfortably in their quarters. Phillippe is overjoyed to have his friend with him and is eager to create an alliance against Lavi. Alexei is sitting with him at the study, simply listening.“My half brother must be in Soloma by now,” Phillippe says as he pours wine into a couple of glasses. He offers one to Alexei who thanks him.“He will be raising an army against me,” he goes on, his tone bitter. “There is no doubt about it. Soloma is supporting his claim to the throne.”“You do not have an heir,” Alexei points out. “If your half brother is taken out, Faika will be in a succession crisis. Guinevere will not be backed by any of the lords and since she is a woman, the next person to inherit the throne is…”“My father-in-law,” Phillippe sighs. “Aemon Morales. He is the most capable man in the country and Moira’s father. After him, it will be someone from his family. Regardless, after my death, there is no male heir and hence, by law, the thro
Anna and Lavi are sitting across Nine who is silently sobbing. They are in a clearing of the forest and darkness has set upon them. Everything around them is shrouded by the black shadows but their eyesight is as clear as day. Nine gapes at Anna, a little shocked. “You can see now,” she states, her voice thick. “How?” Anna does not reply but she removes the scarf from her neck to show her mark. “You’re mated,” Nine realizes. “And you’re a Lycan too. Lucky.” She looks down at the ground, feeling miserable. Her mate hates her. She knows it. Their brief meeting taught her how badly he wants to break their bond and it is painful to her. Lavi sighs and speaks up. “What do you want to do?” He demands. “Damien will not accept you.” “Why not?” Nine begs. “Why won’t he accept me? I…I need to protect my clan! If he accepts me, the Black Jacks won’t be able to hurt my pack! He’s a knight after all-” “The Black Jacks will hurt them regardless of your mate’s rank,” Lavi says in a grim tone.
The moon is shining brightly in the sky, illuminating the whole area. An eerie silence is engulfing the streets as the people sleep within the small houses along the road. A slim figure is slowly walking along the path in silence, pausing every now and then to make sure no one is following her. Moira is nervously glancing around for any possible intruders. She is slowly heading for the forest which lies ahead. A guard is standing there, waiting for her. He extends his arm to her and she hesitantly takes it, letting him lead her to the lair. They walk in silence until they reach an opening where a tall man in his fifties is waiting for her. “You’re late, Your Majesty,” Two says with a slight sneer. “I thought I was more special to you.” “Let us get it over with!” Moira snaps at him. She is in no mood to listen to his whims but she has no choice. “Tut tut! You shouldn’t be mean to the man who’s holding the key to your deepest secret.” Moira scowls but Two only smirks. She lets go