[Rosalie’s POV]My eyes grow wide as shock rolls through me over what Diego has just told me. He only fucked a woman’s pussy when he intended to let them carry his baby. Did that mean that he thought I was the one who would do that for him?“What?” He asks, his eyes flashing with amusement. “Why do you look so surprised?”“I’m just…” How could I possibly explain what I was feeling? “I’m not worthy.”“Only I get to determine who is worthy.” He growls, pressing his lips against mine. “Do you understand?”Nodding, I don’t say anything more as he finishes washing my body and then helps me out of the tub so he can dry me and dress me.Once I’m presentable, he leads me out of our hut to find that there is a car waiting. When I look inside, I see that Chanel and Anthrose are already inside.“You go ahead first.” Diego announces, helping me in so that Chanel can cuddle me. “I’ve got a few more things to take care of here.”“What?” I squeak, fear rushing through me. “But…”“You’ll be fine.” Di
[Diego’s POV]I slam the gas, spurring my car forward on the street while weaving in and out of mid-day traffic. Fuck, couldn’t these bastards go any quicker? I needed to get back to Moon Storm before my father caused too much trouble for Anthrose and Rosalie. Although I trusted Chanel enough to handle things, I wouldn’t put it past him to try something.Revving the engine, I feel my body press into my seat as I reach a hundred on the dash, but I am forced to stop by a line of cars waiting for a damned red light.Cursing traffic laws, I wait, and when I’m free to move again, I take back streets the rest of the way.When I arrive in Moon Storm, I pull my car into the garage and then make a beeline for the packhouse, which seems to be alive with members of the pack going about their day.I could only hope that this meant that things went well, but when I enter the building and extend my senses, I don’t feel Anthrose or Rosalie anywhere. I don’t even feel Chanel, who should be reporting
[Rosalie’s POV]A shiver rolls through me as I pull my legs against my chest. Remaining silent, I look around the tiny cabin that Anthrose and I are meant to be sharing. However, I already know there is no way Chanel will allow us to be alone.Even if Diego was fine with such an arrangement, Chanel wouldn’t stand for it. Not when Anthrose was the one she had her eyes set on.“Where is that Diego?” She grumbles now, taking a seat beside me. “He should be back by now.”“What exactly was he doing?” I ask out of curiosity.“Secret.” She grins, giving me a wink.Opening my mouth, I prepare to push, but stop as the door to the cabin opens and the man we were discussing waltzes in.“There you are.” He huffs, beelining for me. “What the hell are you doing here?”“Your dad,” I begin, but stop as a yelp escapes me as Diego hoists me over his shoulder. “Wait! What are you doing?”“I’m taking you to our room.” He responds.Our room? I gasp inwardly. Did he just say our room?“Enjoy yourselves.” C
[Diego’s POV]I inhale deeply, taking in Rosalie’s sweet scent. Although I smelt it before from afar, it was like I was smelling her for the first time again, being so damn close. How in the hell did I stay away from her for so long when her body and scent called to me so much?“Rosalie,” I murmur, pressing my fingers against her pussy lips and opening them so I can watch her swollen clit throb with anticipation. “Are you going to make me stop, or can I continue?”Growing quiet, I wait as Rosalie’s breath hitches, causing her breasts to jump, sending another throb of anticipation through me.“You...” she says quietly, clearly embarrassed or maybe scared, possibly both. “You can.”Feeling my last bit of sanity disappear, I attack, dipping my tongue between her pussy lips and running it along her clit until it reaches her core. Her delicious taste explodes in my mouth, making me feel like a fucking fiend.Goddess, how could one woman taste so damn good? Never in my life have I tasted so
[Rosalie’s POV]When Diego brought me back to Moon Storm, I honestly didn’t quite believe that he would actually stick to his word. I thought that it was just a passing whim due to appreciation for saving his pack from the darkness that was tormenting them.However, with each passing day, the affection he was showing me grew more and more. So much so that he was openly flaunting me around Moon Storm while the rest of his pack watched on with mixed feelings apparent on their faces.Despite my best attempts, I couldn’t quite get used to it, but Diego insisted on keeping me next to him when he was out and about. I was certain this was because he was worried someone would try something.By the time a week passed, I was exhausted, but I knew that he wouldn’t let me off that easily. At least, that was what I thought, so I was quite surprised on the morning of the seventh day when I woke up alone.Sighing, I roll over and breathe in deeply, taking in Diego’s familiar scent, which still linge
[Rosalie’s POV]“What do you think of this?”Chanel’s voice rings out from behind me, and as I turn, she bounces toward me with a sleek black dress pressed against her frame.I wasn’t sure what I expected of a girls day exactly, but Chanel truly was going all out. We started with getting manicures and pedicures, and then I was forced into a salon chair to have my hair cut and shaped after Chanel insisted that it just fell like seaweed around my head. When the barber was finished, I had to agree that the difference was astounding, and while I thought our day would end there, here we were in a department store looking through clothes that I would never buy for myself.“It looks good.” I tell her. “You should buy it.”“Me?” She repeats with a giggle. “This isn’t for me; it’s for you.”“Me?” I repeat, confusion rushing through me. “But…”“And this,” she continues, moving the dress so I spot another. “And this.”One after one, she shoves the dresses at me, and once my arms are full, she es
[Diego’s POV]I zone in and out as my father’s personal assistant drones on and on about the report that I submitted after saving the outer village from the plague. Why the hell did I need to be here for this when I was the one present for the whole thing was beyond me, but my father insisted that I attend. Because of that, I left Rosalie alone in the morning with a promise from Chanel that she would come accompany her.Right now, the only thing I cared about was whether or not there were any leads toward where my sister was and getting back to Rosalie. And since nothing was being said in regards to Annemarie, getting back to Rosalie was my biggest priority.Although I knew that Chanel would take good care of her in my absence, I still didn’t like having her out of sight while within Moon Storm. I was more than aware it would take some time before she earned respect from the rest of the pack and acceptance from my parents. Until then, she was in danger of something happening, and beca
[Rosalie’s POV]I gasp for air as another orgasm attacks me. How many times have I cum now? How many? So many, to the point where I can’t tell one from the other. Diego truly was a cruel man, but deep down, I really enjoyed this side of him.“Can you go on?” He asks now, releasing me from my torture.“N-no,” I whimper. “No more. I can’t.”This was torture—sweet torture, but torture none the less.“Your stamina really is low.” Diego murmurs, sitting the remote to my underwear on the bedside table. “I’m going to have to make you start working out to keep up with me.”“Keep up.” I squeak, understanding what he meant.“I’m a lycan, princess.” He murmurs, giving a grin. “My stamina is twice that of a normal man.”Eyes widening, I try not to imagine just how long he can go. I don’t have to, since I’ve witnessed it firsthand. Those poor women were used until they couldn’t move any longer. That was going to be me. Could I actually go that long?“Don’t worry too much about it now.” Diego sighs