ELORAAs the king's large hand enveloped my head, I realized that I wasn't fully prepared to play the role required of me. It wasn't a surprise to me that we slaves were to please our masters sexually but I hadn't thought about being in this situation with the king.His grip on my head was gentle as he bobbed my head, up and down, over his crotch. If I wasn't so worked out about our disguise blowing up, I may have enjoyed having his hands on me. He sped up the movement and my face burned. I was never going to get used to this; the auction house and the inhumane way they treated slaves. This went on for a while before Farrel interrupted with a cackle. "I can see you lot are having a great time, right!" He laughed some more.The king released me and I crawled back to kneel on the cushions provided.I felt the King’s eyes on me sending a fresh wave of embarrassment through me. I wondered if he also felt awkward about the whole thing. He would never want me that way even in a real situat
ROMETension was building up and Rome sensed it. He couldn't sell Elora but there was no way he could resist without calling attention to himself. He was sure that someone had recognized her, there wasn't any other explanation for Farrel's request.He stood directly in front of Elora blocking her from the slaver’s view. He knew she would be terrified and he didn't want Farrel sniffing that out.Farrel took a step forward, trying to stand on his toes so as to reach Rome's height, but he still wasn't close. His breath was breath warm on Rome's face and the smell of alcohol stung his nose."Lycan, this shouldn't end in a brawl. I warn you. Take the offer or you won’t be walking out of here at all." Farrel was far from his usual excited self. He was dead serious. Rome knew he needed to act fast now. There was nothing he could do to contain the situation since somebody had noticed them. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind just like he had been trained to do since childhood, searching
ALKARODA bone-shaking cough reverberated from one end of the infirmary to the other. It was a sound that Alpha Rasmus and his wife were rapidly getting used to. The cough most times left their son weaker than ever and had bits of spittle and blood spraying the sir. His situation had worsened as the days went past and by now, lesser people would have lost all hope of his recovery. But his parents had always been stubborn and that helped them now.Their only hope, Elora, was far out of their reach and the Elves who promised to help them had sent a message stating that their territory wasn't safe enough for Rasmus to visit. The Blackfoot’s were sniffing around them, ready to attack when the time was fit. The elves didn't trust the Blackfoot’s. "My boy..." The Alpha's wife whimpered as she cleaned the spittle off his lips. "Have the elves said anything new?" She was constantly asking her husband for updates."No. If they have, I would have told you." The Alpha was irritated by her cons
HANAERUM“Fuck!” Kain groaned, as his little toe bumped into the foot of his custom made leather couch.He stumbled backwards and knocked over one of his priceless clay vases, dropping his glass tumbler filled with Scotch on his expensive imported rug.Could this day get any worse? He wondered.He tried to recall a time when his life hadn’t consisted of drinking himself into a staggering mess but it was hard with the pain from his toe ringing through his brain. He vaguely remembered calling for a servant to clean up and pour him another cup of Scotch.His mind was in a constant spiral as the Elves, which he thought could help him, seemed to not think his problems important enough. He had been ordered not to make a move. "Bastard! May his penis be cut off and fed to pigs!" Another constant pastime of his, apart from the liquor, was the usual strings of curses he whirled at the king.The darned Lycan was the root of his problem, He and his werewolf slut. With his brothel shut, income
ELORAMy body tingled with suppressed excitement as I thought about everything the King and I had accomplished. I felt powerful, like I could do anything I wanted now. My position as the king's mistress had never felt so important before. Never in million moons would I have thought that I would help with freeing slaves.My mind wandered to the king, remembering how ungodly handsome he had looked that night as he fought of those werewolves. The feral way he had moved and the sight of our enemy’s blood on his skin had sent desire racing through me. It had felt like we had been partners in that moment and not just a King and his mistress.After the raid, he had been out of public eye. Even his warm presence beyond the walls of my chambers seemed absent. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. I certainly hoped he was resting and taking medications but knowing his personality, I doubted it. Although, he was unstoppable during the raid, I did notice various cuts on his hands. I wonde
ELORAAfter ensuring my siblings were safe, I headed back to my room, all thoughts of getting a good night’s sleep completely gone now. In my shock, I had run out to my siblings dressed in a night robe. Walking back, I burned in embarrassment as I tried to ignore the stares I got. As I stepped outside into the courtyard, I let myself enjoy the colors the setting sun painted across the sky. Sunsets in the palace were beautiful. It was magical, an experience one would like to share with a lover. The air was cool as a light breeze rustled the trees and shrubs. It would have been lovely to grab a book and read but I was too tired to think straight.On getting to my room, I dropped onto my bed and closed my eyes. In a few moments, sleep had captured me, bringing me into a world of dreams where I saw my family reunited and happily living in the islands of bale.A rap on the door jilted me awake and I looked outside my windows to see I hadn’t slept long. It wasn’t even dark yet. I felt myse
ELORAThe party continued late into the night and as the drinks kept pouring, the conversation got looser and laughter flowed freely even at things that weren’t funny."Wine?" Noel offered.I nodded, holding out my cup.He poured me a drink and waited with an expectant smile till I took a sip."What do you think?""Very...fruity." "Exactly. It's made from the finest grapes in all of Bale." He wiped his mouth, "Trust me, this is the least delicious. It'll be nice to have you try all of them but we don't want to get you drunk, now do we?"I took another glass and giggled."Definitely not.""Elora, have you been properly introduced to my sister?" Teriel asked, interrupting us.He had been drinking and it was obvious in the way he swayed lightly on his feet. The contents of his glass swished, looking dangerously close to spilling."Yes, Teriel. We’ve met." His sister interjected, rolling her eyes. "I'm Riley... I realized I didn't tell you my name.""A pleasure to meet you, Riley," I sai
ROMERome dropped Elora onto her bed as softly as he could, cradling her head in one hand as he let her fall back to her pillows. As usual, her room was perfumed with her usual rose essence that messed with his senses. He watched her snuggle into her pillows and pulled the blankets over her.She was beautiful even in her sleep.Her face looked soft and almost childlike, free of the worry lines that usually coated her features.He chuckled remembering how she’d looked dancing earlier with her hair blowing in the wind. She had called him handsome too. He wondered if she’d remember all she’d said in the morning.“Mmmh.” She groaned rolling over and grabbing his hand.His heart picked up its pace as he looked down at where their hands touched. Sparks crawled up his hand set his nerve endings on fire.He tried to pull out of her grasp but she squeeze his hands.“Don’t leave.” She sighed, pulling him down into the bed with surprising strength.He froze as she snuggled deeper into him, plac
SKYE AND NAURU“You know. This is our wedding night.” Nauru complained, staring at his bride who was swinging a sharp blade in just her underclothes and corset, painting an erotic image that his body appreciated most ardently.The woman’s eyes flashed angrily at him but she sent him a smirk and flipped her hair behind her shoulders.”Are you scared I’m going to beat you?” She asked in a sing-song voice.“Oh I know you’re going to beat me.” He told her. “You’re a Lycan.”“You should have thought about that before challenging me.” He didn’t exactly challenge her but he didn’t want to point that out to his stubborn wife.A lesser man would be intimidated by her strength but he was only turned on by the thought that she could snap a man in two without breaking a sweat. It had been love at first sight for him when she’d come marching into his court with her brother, the King. She’d caught him staring at her and lifted a brow at him and when they’d met later that night, they’d fucked hard a
ROME & ELORATHREE YEARS LATER“Damian you come back here this instant!” Rome laughed as he watched a heavily pregnant Elora chase their two year old son who’d taken to running bottomless around the palace much to his mother’s dismay and his father’s immense amusement.Her glare turned on him and he raised his hands in surrender.“I did warn you that I was very uninhibited as a child.” He told his wife catching up to her and placing his hands around her waist, pulling her as close to him as her belly would allow.A soft thump from her belly told him that the twins they were expecting in a month were more than eager to be free of their confinement. He laughed as Elora slapped his shoulder.“You see what you’ve done to me?” She complained. “I’m surrounded and invaded by savages.”He laughed, kissing her forehead, then began a slow journey to her lips. She sighed and wrapped her hands around his neck, burying her fingers in the hair at his nape. Even after two years the passion between th
ELORAI stared at the large double doors leading to the training room, frowning down at the floor. The king had written me a letter that while it indeed gave me insight to his true feelings about me still made me feel afraid to see him again.How could I get over the fact that he had only slept with me because he wanted to rid himself of me?How could I move on from the thought that I had trusted him to be different from all the males that had only wanted to use my body and degrade me but at the end of the day, he was exactly like them?I turned, backing the door.Why had I even come?My body warmed as I remembered how passionate the kings declaration of love for me was but he hadn’t even said the words I so wished to hear.I find that I’m absolutely enthralled by the feelings you have managed to evoke in my wounded heart. I am sure that I want to spend the rest of my life wrapped in the beauty that is you. Even now, the words touched me softly.He had talked about things I hadn’t no
ELORAI stared shamelessly at the king as we sat in the aftermath of the laugh we shared while talking simultaneously. He still wore his travel clothes like he hadn’t had time to change since we arrived at the castle this afternoon. Dark circles were under his eyes and his hair were rough as if he’d been running his hands through them.He looked ethereally handsome now but ruggedly so, unlike the usual clean shaven well dressed king he usually was. His dark hair curled and fell over his forehead in an unruly mess that had me itching to run my hands through it recalling how soft his hair was. I pressed my thighs closer together as my body responded to the memory of the scenario that had had me running my hands through his hair.I felt a hot blush climb upwards from my neck. I truly hoped he didn’t notice.“Has Noel been to see you yet?” He asked suddenly breaking my train of indecent thoughts.I nodded, unable to speak for fear I’d say something to embarrass myself.“How…How are you?”
ROMEAs they crossed into the gates of Hanaerum, bells tolled in the lower city alerting their presence. As of their party was one to be ignored.Citizen’s stared open mouthed in shock as the large army rode through, some of them with scars and others, albeit healthy, with menacing expressions brought about by fatigue. Long had the thrill of their victory faded leaving behind exhaustion and muscle soreness.Rome was not immune to this phenomenon and wore his scowl even bolder than most because he’d not been given time with Elora at all during their trip.Skye worried he might scare her off with his intensity since his emotions were still high and besides the girl needed rest after the ordeal she’d been through.The doctor he’d ordered to look over her reported she was in excellent health and that the baby was doing fine but until he got to the castle and got Noel’s report, he didn’t think he could relax.Looking up at the grim castle walls, he couldn’t help but think that so much woul
ELORAI snarl as I stared down Alpha Rasmus' wife feeling stronger than I'd ever been. Whatever this remedy was that Gael had given me had not just helped with the pain but had somehow imbued me with more power than I'd had.I swiped my tongue on my snout still feeling the blood of that bastard on me. His death had been quicker than what he deserved but I was satisfied he'd no longer have the power to hurt me or my siblings again.His wife snarled at me as if to say: I'll kill you for murdering my husband. But even then I could see thee fear in her eyes.I felt the king's gaze on me but I didn't want to be distracted now.I'd been denied my revenge long enough.I spied Gael out of the corner of my eye, his look one of begging like he still wanted me to come with him.I felt sorry for the broken boy but my mind had been made up long ago and if he was wise he'd make sure the king didn't see him. Even though I understand that he didn't have much of a choice, I knew the king wouldn't be a
ROMEFeeling like he'd just woken up after a long night of drinking, Rome opened his eyes and took in his opulent surroundings which was a far cry from the dungeon he'd been in before he'd passed out.Speaking of the dungeon...He startled upright, struggling against the binds on his arms.Elora.He growled out his anger, straining even harder but the binds only seemed like they were getting tighter.What were these even made of?Those bastards had hit her. She looked nothing like the woman she had been in the castle but even if the bruises left her unrecognisable, his heart knew.He could smell her the moment he had been captured.It had taken all of his willpower to not kill those guards and grab her out of there.And that bastard...He had been standing right there.It was his fault that she had had to suffer like that.The second he freed his hands, the man would..."There's no point struggling against your restraints, boy king." The elven leader smiled walking into the broad cham
ELORAHelp! I wanted to yell out. Help me!There was black everywhere. I couldn't see anything.I tried to lift my hands but I couldn't. I couldn't feel my body.I was floating in a seemingly endless pool of black."You promised me they wouldn't hurt her!" A voice yelled at the edge of my consciousness.A small ray of light started at the edge of my vision becoming brighter and shocking me out of that empty plane."You promised me father!" The voice came again but this time I could recognize it.The bed beneath me felt harder than anything I'd ever felt but perhaps it was because I'd been floating for God knows how long.I tried to lift my hand but couldn't, they felt too heavy.I wanted to open my eyes but pain had me shutting my eyes again."Nggh." I groaned as pain raced through my system the further I regained consciousness.I groaned rolling to the side, looking for a position that would make it stop."Shhh. Stop Elora." Gael's voice came as a warm hand pressed softly on my shoul
ROMEThe ride to Alkarod flew by faster than anyone would have expected but Rome was grateful for the brevity of the journey as he didn't think he could bear to spend any more time away from Elora. It had been only a day and half since her capture but it felt like it had been ages.His beast had gone through a range of emotions and had settled on sadness now, whining constantly inside of him and setting him on edge. He had snapped more than once at the captain of his Elite but the Lycan, already used to his antics, showed no grief or frustration.Shouts went up at the Darwin pack gate tower as his riding party approached. He knew that the dust they kicked up must have made them look like bandits plus their lack of armour and his angry look wouldn't help matters."Stop!" A guard yelled just as they rode through the gates. "Who..."He didn't give the man the benefit of an answer as he plowed past him, nearly running him over with the horse. His eyes were on the pack house of Darwin Pack