He closed his eyes briefly, savoring the sensation of his own touch. It wasn't just physical; it was a release of pent-up hankering, a desperate need fueled by her presence.The visual of Blaze stroking himself, combined with his soft, sultry voice, drove Astrid wild. She could see the way his hand glided up and down his shaft, the way his muscles tensed with each stroke.Astrid's breathing grew heavier, her moans more urgent as she continued to finger herself. "Blaze, it feels so good," she pants, her body arching in response to the bliss mounting inside her. She could feel her walls tightening around her fingers, her wetness coating them as they moved in and out. "That's it, Kitty," he growls. "You're so beautiful when you do that. I wish I could be there, touching you, fucking you."The fact that Blaze was watching her, commanding her, heightened her pleasure. She felt a thrill of exhibitionism, knowing she was putting on a show just for him."Keep going, Kitty," Blaze encourages
Blaze leans closer to the screen, his eyes searching hers. "Tell me, Astrid. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together."Her heart aches at his words, the depth of his love and commitment only amplifying her guilt. "I've hurt you, Blaze. I've done something unforgivable."Blaze's face tenses, a shadow of worry crossing his features. "Astrid, you're scaring me. Please, just tell me.""I… I can't say it over the phone," she whispers, her voice breaking. "I need to tell you in person, tomorrow when you get back."Blaze's eyes were filled with concern and confusion, but he nodded slowly. "Alright. We'll talk tomorrow. Don't overthink it."The sincerity in his voice and the look in his eyes made her heart ache even more. "I promise, Blaze. I'll explain everything tomorrow.""Okay," he utters softly. "Just know that I love you, no matter what."Astrid nods, wiping the tears from her eyes.As the call ended, she held her phone to her chest, a mixture of dread and determination swirling w
"Absolutely," Felicity affirms. "The Betas and Gammas play crucial roles in maintaining order and supporting the Alpha King. Moving on, we have the Deltas. Their duties are more localized, restricted to their particular packs. Deltas are warriors, and their roles include training other warriors within the pack. They report to either the Betas or Gammas, especially the Alpha's, depending on the structure of their pack."Astrid listens intently. "So, the Deltas are the backbone of the pack's defense and training?""Exactly," Felicity says with a nod. "Next up is the Alpha Captain. Alpha Captains are the Alphas of the largest pack in a particular country. They act as a bridge between the other Alphas and the Alpha King, serving as the head of the Werewolf packs in their respective countries. "However, they remain subject to Blaze's overall authority. For instance, Blaze's brother, Prince Blade Maximus Hunter, is the Alpha Captain of the United Kingdom while one of Blaze's sisters, Princ
Felicity stood firm, bracing herself as she held the punching bag steady for Astrid. "Alright, Astrid," she instructs, her voice calm and encouraging, "focus on your form. Make sure your fist connects squarely with the center of the bag. Imagine your target is right there." Astrid nods, determination gleaming in her eyes. She squared her shoulders, aligning her body just as Felicity had taught her. With a deep breath, she threw a punch, her knuckles striking the bag with a solid thud. "Good," Felicity praises, "but you need to put more power behind it. Use your entire body, not just your arm." Astrid adjusted her stance, recalling Felicity's guidance. She planted her feet firmly on the ground, channeling her strength from her core through her arm. She punched again, the impact reverberating through the training room. "Harder!" Felicity's voice cut through the air, sharp and demanding. "Is that the best you can do?" Gritting her teeth, Astrid summoned every ounce of strength
She paused, a smile tugging at her lips as she basked in the comforting warmth of his aura. All her three mates had distinct auras, each uniquely their own, allowing her to effortlessly distinguish between them.It hadn't always been this way; before her awakening, their presences had blurred together. But now, each of them shone with a unique light, a distinct essence that called to her in different ways.Blaze's aura was a fiery embrace, like the intense heat of a summer sun or the exhilarating rush of a roaring fire. It radiated strength and passion, enveloping her in a sense of protection and ardor. There was an undeniable spark that always made her pulse quicken, an energy that seemed to dance and flicker with a life of its own, echoing his unwavering loyalty.Phoenix's aura, true to his namesake, was vibrant and transformative, crackling with energy and life. It was a constant dance of flickering flames, alive with an unpredictable yet mesmerizing rhythm. His essence was both ex
As her climax subsided, Blaze moved up to kiss her, his lips capturing hers in a deep, passionate embrace. Astrid could taste herself on his lips, the mingling of their flavors heightening her prurience even further. She moaned into his mouth, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. "Blaze, that was incredible." Blaze broke the kiss with agonizing slowness, his breath intertwining with hers. His lips trailed down her neck, each kiss a burning caress that left Astrid gasping for more. He slipped off her sports bra, unveiling her exquisite breasts. He couldn't help but gasp and bite his lip at the sight of her plump, alluring curves, his admiration for her beauty renewed with a fervent intensity every time he laid eyes on her. It was a sight that never failed to leave him breathless, a testament to her captivating allure. He paused, drawing in a breath as if to compose himself. "Astrid, you're absolutely breathtaking." Blaze's hands roamed her body anew, explo
"Yes, Blaze. Please," she whimpers, her body trembling with need. The intensity of her desire was almost unbearable, every nerve ending alive with the need for him. With a smirk, he obliged, slipping half his cock back into her pussy, the sensation making her bite her lips as she moaned in pleasure. Just as she began to feel the sweet relief of being stuffed, he pulled out again, leaving her empty and wanting. "Blaze, please," she begs again, her voice a mix of frustration and desperate craving. Her body was on fire, every inch of her alive with a burning need for him. He repeated the tormenting tease a few more times, slipping in just enough to drive her wild, then pulling out again. Her wetness grew with each tease, her pussy clenching in eagerness. She hated when he played with her like this, but it made her even more aroused, her moans louder now, filled with a desperate pining. "Blaze, please," she pleads. "I want you. Stop teasing." "You're so needy, Kitty," he taunts, his
Phoenix and Dexter stood in the soundproof overlook, their eyes locked on the scene below where Blaze was ravaging Astrid with unrelenting fervor, his forceful, rhythmic thrusts driving Astrid to the edge repeatedly. Her muffled cries of delight echoed in their minds as each arch of her body intensified their arousal. Shielded by soundproof glass, Blaze remained unaware of their presence, yet Astrid's secret awareness heightened her pleasure. Occasionally, her eyes flicked towards the hidden observers, igniting a carnal passion that made her body more responsive to his every thrust and touch.Dexter and Phoenix's faces showed a blend of lasciviousness and a hint of jealousy. Their cocks strained against their pants, throbbing with need as they watched Blaze bring Astrid to the brink of ecstasy repeatedly. Seeing Blaze fill her up, triggering multiple orgasms that left her shivering, was both torturous and exhilarating for them."She's so beautiful when she cums," Dexter groans, his
Blaze's thoughts churned as he held her, trying to sort through the jumble of feelings her words had stirred up. A part of him wanted to feel jealous, to resent the man she was grieving for, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. How could he be jealous of someone who had shown her kindness, who had treated her with the care and respect she deserved? The relief he felt was stronger than any jealousy—relief that someone had cared for her, had made her feel safe, even if it was only for a short time.He tightened his embrace, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead as her tears dampened his chest. Her pain was raw, palpable, and it tore at him to see her like this. He wanted to be her rock, her safe harbor in the storm of emotions she was enduring."Astrid," he murmurs, his voice rough with the agony he was trying to keep in check, "You didn't cause his death. You can't keep carrying that guilt around like a weight on your shoulders. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself, not for a se
Astrid nods slowly, her expression thoughtful. But then, as if a switch had been flipped, her demeanor shifted. Her eyes sparkled with renewed enthusiasm as she leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper, a kittenish smile tugging at her lips. "Alright, I get it, you're all emotional and everything," she teases, "But I've got to say, I'm still dying to hear about your weird sex life. You've got me curious now. How did you go from awkward first-timer to a seasoned pro? Spill the details!" Blaze chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief at her sudden change in tone. "I should've known you'd circle back to that," he utters, a smirk playing on his lips. "Alright, where do I even start? It's a wild story, and trust me, you're going to want to get comfortable for this one.""Oh, I'm ready! Don't hold back on me now," she mumbles, her excitement barely contained. "Spill the beans, Blaze. I need to know how you became the sex god you are today. I want all the juicy details!"Blaze chuc
Astrid howls with amusement, clutching her sides as she imagined the scenario. "It's funny and somehow endearing in the weirdest, most inappropriate way. I mean, who else would take on the mission of ensuring his best friend didn't reach the ripe old age of forty-five without at least one scandalous story to his name? It's kind of touching, in a way. Twisted, but touching."Blaze grins, nodding in agreement. "He was nothing if not thorough. He kept pestering me with questions—'How was it? Did you go for the classic moves, or did you get creative?' It was like he wanted a play-by-play analysis.""Well, you should be counting your blessings that he didn't bust down the door mid-action, clipboard in hand, to make sure you were aiming for the right hole," Astrid quips, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Can you imagine? 'No, no, Blaze! A little to the left—there you go, that's the spot! Now, remember, slow and steady wins the race!'"She chuckles, her laughter bubbling over as she painted
"But oh no, Dexter didn't stop there. He's got that cocky grin on his face, and suddenly, he's giving me a full-blown anatomy lesson. He gets all dramatic, using his hands for emphasis. 'You know, Blaze,' he says, 'it's the one smack in the middle! You can't miss it. Just south of her belly button, between the legs, like… bingo! Right there! It's like parking a car—front row, VIP access!'"Blaze couldn't help but laugh, mimicking Dexter's wild hand gestures as Astrid burst into giggles beside him. "And then—oh, it gets better—he leans even closer, like we're plotting a heist or something, and goes, 'Now listen carefully, my friend, because this is crucial. If you find yourself at the back door, you've gone too far. You're gonna need to make a quick U-turn and head back up north. Don't let her catch you wandering off into uncharted territory!'"Astrid nearly doubled over with laughter, clutching her stomach as she imagined the absurd scene. "Oh my god, I can't!" she gasps between giggl
Blaze felt a carnal grin spread across his lips as he gazed down at her, the fire in her words igniting something deep within him. He admired her boldness, her unyielding determination, and the way she made her intentions crystal clear. "You certainly know how to make a compelling argument," he replies, his voice a rich, velvety drawl that hinted at the dangerous game she was playing. "But let me make something perfectly clear, Astrid. What you're asking for is more than just a fleeting desire. It's a fire that, once kindled, won't easily be extinguished. "And you might find that handling all of me—handling us—is more than you bargained for. Just remember, once you cross this line, there's no going back. Are you truly ready to face the heat, to take on everything that comes with it?" His breath was warm against her skin, his words a tantalizing mix of promise and warning. He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze again, waiting, watching for her response, a dark anticipation
Astrid's moans were muffled against the sheets, her body trembling beneath him as his raw power overtook her. She loved the way he took control and every rough thrust only sent her deeper into a whirlwind of ecstasy as she came again and again, her body unable to stop the wave of orgasms crashing over her. "Fuck… I'm gonna cum," he grunts, his balls tightened, his body tensing as his cock swelled inside her, the familiar pressure building deep within him as his release approached. With one final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, his cock throbbing as he spilled his seed into her in hot, pulsing waves. Astrid screamed as she felt him fill her, her orgasm hitting her hard as his cock pressed against her cervix. Their combined juices mixed, dripping down her thighs and onto the bed, the sensation leaving her shuddering and breathless. Blaze grins, his hand coming down to deliver a sharp slap to her ass. "Look at you," he utters in a low, dirty whisper, watching his cum drip
"Oh, Blaze," she gasps, dragging her nails down his chest as her body continued to move over him. "Your cock, it's mine. I own it." Blaze groaned, the sensation of her squeezing him so tightly making his muscles tense with barely contained need. Her pussy was so warm, so wet, every thrust sending jolts of delight through him that made him clench his jaw. His hands gripped her hips tighter, trying to pull her down harder, but she resisted, keeping the pace slow and torturous. "Kitty, you're driving me fucking crazy…" Astrid's moans grew louder as she felt him throbbing inside her, the ridges of his cock rubbing against her inner walls, making her body tremble. "I want you to feel every inch of me." Her lips brushed against his ear as her hips rocked forward again, pushing him deeper into her slick heat with a force that made Blaze's cock swell even harder inside her. "I want you to know you're mine. That no one else can make you feel this way." "You're fucking perfect," he rumbles,
Blaze let out a deep, primal howl, his chest heaving as he pressed the swollen head of his cock against Astrid's slick entrance. Slowly, he dragged the sensitive tip through her drenched folds, causing her wetness to spread across his shaft. "Damn, you're so wet for me… so tight, so ready," Blaze taunts, his voice thick with lechery. "Your pussy is begging for me to fill it, isn't it?" His eyes darkened with lust as he hovered at her entrance, hardly slipping the tip inside her before pulling back. He repeated the motion, sliding only half an inch into her heat, giving her just a taste of what she craved, the tantalizing stretch making both of them groan. Blaze continues with an excruciatingly slow rhythm, thrusting shallowly, his hips barely moving as his cock teased her entrance, never quite filling her completely. "You like that, don't you? The way I play with you? Making you want it so bad you can't even think straight…" His voice was a dark, sinful whisper as he kept up the sl
Blaze loved the way her body felt pressed against his, her wetness seeping through her panties, drenching his boxers, making him feel how badly she wanted him. The teasing—how she moved just enough to drive him to the edge without giving him what he truly needed—was a sweet kind of torment. It made his skin tingle, his heart race, and his cock throb harder with every pass of her hips.Astrid leans in close, her lips barely grazing Blaze's ear as her breath came out in hot, uneven waves. "You feel so fucking good, Blaze," she purrs, her words dripping with lust as her hips began to grind harder against him. "You're so hard for me… I can feel how much you want me, how badly you need me."With a lascivious gleam in her eyes, she shifted slightly, her fingers sliding down between their bodies, slipping under the waistband of Blaze's boxers. Slowly, she pulled them down, her heart pounding in anticipation as his thick, swollen cock sprang free. Her breath hitched at the sight of it, her e