Speedily washed, fed and in fresh clean clothes, I felt like a completely different person. Gitte was constantly on alert looking out for Lucien. I grew restless with anticipation as the minutes ticked by until his return. I wore a new black tank top and soft black leggings, my hair now clean and glossy though there was no mirror to tell if it was still a crazy mess I didn’t care so much anymore.
Feeling like a naughty child placed on a step I longed to leave the cabin and see if I could find him. Every nerve jangled, hoping I hadn’t made him think I didn’t return his affection. Finally, I could take it no longer, I pulled on my black boots and started down the path where he had gathered the wood.
The steep incline made me gasp as I marvelled at how strong he had been to carry me on his shoulders all this way. Gitte noticed a small collection of rocks and boulders off the path and nudged me to investigate. As I approached, ducking and bending under branches I saw his
A moan of desire escaped as another ripping noise spelt the end of those too. Cold air rushed to my bare skin, clashing with the warmth of his arms and torso as he came down again to kiss me. "Lucien," I murmured as he kissed and nipped my neck. "I meant it you know, I love you," Stopping, and looking deeply into my eyes, in a husky, serious tone he whispered, "Don’t tell me that again, not until you know my past." "Fine, I know my mind though,” I grumbled, wriggling under his touch, “I'm not going to chase you to tell me anything, it's your call, just…don't stop touching me please" I sighed, running my hands up and down his bare chest. A low groan escaped him as he whispered, "I don't want to hurt you, you've had the shit kicked out of you." "Then just make me happy," I purred, "I know you know what to do," as my hand slid down to feel his perfect ass causing him to bury his head in my neck and kiss it softly, teasing a little moan out
I shook Alexander awake the night after Alpha Francis’ arrival before the sun was even up. The commitment ceremony was tomorrow, and we had a full day of Alpha Francis and his creepy intensity to juggle. Sleep had come in fits and starts as the visions became more vivid, more gruesome as Alexander remained lying in a pool of blood with the huge assassin looming. The only extra information I had been able to glean from the visions was that the dress plummeting over the side was of dark blue material and the sun was low in the sky as if it were evening. Normally I would have woken up and left him sleeping, but not today. Maybe not ever again. Knowing that allowing our bond to weaken had almost cost us everything changed how I saw everything. I remember he once told me that Fate drove men crazy, I could understand why, my visions hadn’t shifted once. Frustratingly repetitive despite our best attempts to anticipate what was coming made me feel devoid of any c
Whilst Lucien slept for a few hours I busied myself. While playing house I made the cabin smarter, swept away cobwebs, boiled various bits of food into a hearty stew, arranged the curtains so they hung prettily. Daft little amusements but I wanted to offer something noticeable. Finally, I wondered whether Lucien would like a bath too, I could do the same for him as me. Having eaten my bodyweight again my bruises were finally gone, I felt re-energised, both from Gitte and from having the guts to tell Lucien how I felt. It gave me a giddy sense of euphoria, as though anything was possible. Gitte pushed for me to set a bath running too although I was fully aware the opportunity to see Lucien naked was a very real motivator to start carrying logs and pails of water. Setting to work, hard, grinding work I managed to have several pails of water all heated to a good temperature, ready to dump into the outside bath as he had done for me. Unfortunately, I lacked his cat-like
Seeing he still had his eyes shut I quickly dropped to my knees and took as much of him in as I could. The surprise and lust on his face were priceless as he looked down and saw me looking up at him with his fat juicy cock in his mouth. I felt the blood rush to the end, jerking in my mouth as he got even harder at seeing me suck him off.His knuckles were as white as the countertop whilst I worked up and down his length. There was no way I could fit every bit of him in but my tongue and hand ensured every bit I could touch was thoroughly stimulated. I was rougher than with my hands, enjoying him bucking and twisting into me as he thrust forwards, giving me more, groaning like a beast as I worked him into a frenzy."Ah Bella, fuck me, this is unreal what the fuck are you doing to me,"I just kept on going and found my hand sneaking down to touch myself. It was irresistible, one hand stroking his length, the taste of him in my mouth and my free hand rubbing my cli
After holding him against me for some time I whispered, “you know, you don’t have to tell me anything,” I felt his hands squeeze my waist a bit tighter in response. “I was worried you were going to tell me this, us, was over.” He squeezed me again, but this pulled his head back as well, so I practically fell into his lap. He shifted me effortlessly, so I was sat on his solid thighs, his arm wrapped around me tightly. Our faces were tantalising close, and we looked into each other’s eyes steadily. “No. I meant everything I said before. I want to look after you, make sure nobody ever hurts you again…but your mate will appear one day, and I’ll be fucked up all over again.” I sighed, unable to deal with the intensity of his sad gaze and instead rested my head into his shoulder, the ridges of his scars against my forehead and I nuzzled in, enjoying that burnt citrus scent more every time. “How many random men am I going to be touching on a
My eyes shot from her collarbone to her eyes when she murmured those words."Take me to bed," that breathy voice of hers, making every one of my nerves stand to attention. It wasn't even a request, a demand, and it was fucking sexy. Viktor growled with excitement deep within, already working overtime filling my imagination with how incredible her pale skin would look in the moonlight and whether I could tease rainbows into irises once more. I licked my lips, still gazing at her silently. She shifted on my lap, opening her legs a little more and that musky yet sweet scent of her arousal meant I was done for. Her hand was twisting a bit of my hair at the back. How did she always know the little things that drove me wild? That intoxicating burnt caramel scent of hers, that I now knew extended down to her core, infused with her juices that I'd devoured earlier today. Every heartbeat made my dick stiffer, I knew she could feel it through my shorts as she
I spent the rest of the night completely wrapped in his arms, his steady breathing into my hair as though my scent helped him sleep. A smile crept across my face as I glanced at the kitchen counter from the bed. Hellfire, Gitte purred in my mind he is amazing. I had gotten everything I had asked for and then some, the hottest, biggest turn on was watching his control and restraint snap. His eyes turned fully gold and silver as he pleasured me into seeing nothing but dazzling stars. He hadn't treated me roughly either, I wasn't in pain or tender like sometimes occurred after sleeping with Bram. Knowing Lucien wanted me that much, so powerfully was a giddy feeling. Even though awake, I dare not move too much for fear of breaking this precious new creation we had between us. It felt so fragile because I knew last night he had put his heart completely on the line. For me. I used the quiet time of the morning to work out what I wanted to do. We couldn't stay in th
I couldn't keep asking Kyra to keep tabs on Azalea, especially when she had no idea why I wanted her to stay by her side. The past twenty-four hours had seen nothing suspicious. Alpha Francis was every bit the good guest, polite and staying mainly in his suite according to Beta Jackson.But Azalea...my skin had crawled at the idea of playing nice with someone I despised but I knew I had nothing to gain by losing my cool just yet. Everything still hung in the air and the tension made me sick to my stomach. I nervously scrunched my huge curls whilst Kyra chatted away to me."Of course Helena, I mean I'm not against being pampered and preened all day to help you," she had said, so immediately trusting and kind. She was a true friend, I made yet another mental note to not lose touch with her. All the recent drama had swamped my ability to be a decent friend. She had Calvin but I had no idea what she wanted for them, did she want to leave Silver City eventually, start a fam
FOUR YEARS LATERThe softly lapping river is a constant source of joy. It gives the small family within all they need. Fresh drinking water cleans their clothes and bodies. Little Zena, a black-haired bundle of energy loves creating boats out of anything she can get her hands on, green eyes with a cat-like tilt sparkling as she works.Her little brother Finn is more reserved, he can spend hours laid beside the river, the gentle sounds of the brook helping his imagination wander into the far-off lands of adventure he hears his parents talking about.Their parents were doting and kind. At night they would pack them into their big, shared bed, the duck feather mattresses and pillow cushioning them softly, and tell them tales of daring adventures. How on their motorcycles they had travelled hundreds of miles to the very
The familiar little cottage with the bent chimney soon came into view. My stomach churned but I tried to clamp down on my worries for Lucien. He knew what he was doing, my sending him waves of panic was hardly going to help.We pulled up outside the cottage and he sat for a minute with his head down breathing deeply. Hopping off the bike and taking my helmet off I slowly wandered down the crooked path towards the door. I had last knocked on this door living under Bram’s shadow, Gitte hiding in the wings. Padgett and whatever it was she could do was our best chance at getting some closure on the pain Lucien was suffering.The door slowly opened, and that familiar face reappeared. The chunky, clanging jewellery and grey eyes were the same. Her Wispy auburn hair scattered around her face like a misshapen crown and if anything she had become even plumper. She
Marked. Finally I had everything I ever wanted.Lucien's eyes went to the sky as he struggled to contain his pleasure. The base of his cock had swollen like a plug clamping us together. Every tiny movement rubbed my clit against it.After all the pleasure he had given me the tables were suddenly turned. Now knotted he was the one who could be pleasured no end. His eyes shot to mine as I rocked my hips. I think he thought I'd have nothing left.To be honest three earth shattering orgasms and I should have been out for the count. But that mark, being given that seemed to be a recharge and now all I wanted was to watch that handsome bastard lose it all over again."Bella," he said in a warning voice."What?" I said innocently, c
I had her right where I wanted her. Naked, the firelight bouncing off her immaculate body and all mine. She fully deserved this, all afternoon my cock had been in agony against the saddle of the bike.I'd sped up, swerved, slowed down to let her overtake me trying to think of anything to get her mind off my dick. The past few days have been unreal. It's a strange sensation allowing all this love and adoration to seep into my bones. She was everything, her grey eyes sparkling and laughing as she whizzed by in the sunshine.But right now, here in the moonlight she was all mine. Her quivering, shaking body was already wracked with pressure. Just my fingers probing inside her gave me fireworks, watching her jerk to my command made my dick twitch harder with every gulp of air she swallowed in.My dick didn't need any mor
Our first job was to get back to the gold. I kind of enjoyed having to live rough on the road again. I really am not made for the high end luxury life in a castle it turns out. The days were long but the views were stunning.Long open roads, winding valleys, lakes and the back of Lucien. I blamed the bikes, the vibration and the pebbly path but really, the reason I joyously leapt onto him and showered him with kisses every time we stopped was because I was that attracted to him.Three days staring at his back on the roads meant I knew the outline of his body better than my own. His soft boyish curls of short brown hair that softened his appearance. The wide, humongously muscled shoulders that looked as though they could rip trees from the ground.The very best thing was pulling up alongside him every so often and ca
My eyes fluttered open after a huge splash of water hit my face.A terrifying thought struck me as I spluttered back into consciousness that I was back in the river and that everything between Lucien and I had been a coma dream. Thankfully the first thing I saw, same as back when he first rescued me were those eyes. Kind, full of love and concern and for the first time, brimming with tears.“Lucien, they said I could go,” I whispered, placing my hand on his cheek softly brushing away his tear.He didn’t say a word, just held me closer to him, squeezing me as though I might fly away if he loosened his grip. “Lucien, we can be together,” I whispered again, this time placing a soft kiss upon his cheek.He stroked my hair softly, although
Beta Jackson was sent on his mission before the sun rose this morning. We had found out their location yesterday to be honest but I pleaded with Alexander to give them one more night.“If had been us, possibly separated forever, what harm would it do?” I had said.“Your faith in them still being there is staggering,” he grunted, kissing me and playing with one of my long brown curls as we sat on the bleachers together once more. We were finding ourselves outside of the castle more frequently.Almost as though the castle had become a place with too many associations, too many awful things had happened. Murder, devastation and plots had spoiled it for a while. Being amongst the gardens, watching the defence training taking place whilst taking deep lungful’s of air, that made us happ
I had imagined every possible scenario for how this meeting would go. I remembered her parents from some of the Full Moon Balls. They were fairly plain but both shared Grace’s pale blue eyes. They had lived in Silver City then, as soon as Grace had been mated to Bram they had been allocated a town house in the centre. Apparently Grace had been a regular visitor to them. I once saw them walking around the market square just outside the castle and felt a wave of guilt. Of course the times she went for these visits were the same times Bram visited me. I often dreamed that Bram encouraged her visits, so desperate to spend time with me, it made me feel special. From my room I could see the castle courtyard and I would watch her head off, blonde hair bouncing and flowing as the crowds gave way for her. It was my prompt to make sure I was ready, knowing any second B
We held hands tightly in silence all the way there. Entwined together like ancient tree branches. There was nothing to say that we hadn't covered last night. It is not a word I use but it was perfect. It made confessing the stains of my life, my savage destruction of my own family feel like it was worth it. Airing out the poison in order to create a clean, fresh start. My mind buzzed with the possibility that perhaps this medicine woman might be the one to finally reconnect me with my family. My mother in particular. I got my greeny eyes from and nothing else. She was a small dark haired woman with a sparkling laugh and a constant need to be in contact. As I told Bella last night you couldn't move in our house, neither me or Felicia without being swept into a cuddle, a squeeze or a hair ruffle by her. I didn't tell Bella that she was exactly the type of