Chapter: 123 ****** TALON: I pulled away from the kiss and pressed him down on the wood, then I moved lower until I was nestled between his parted thighs. The tip of my tongue traced a path along the ridge of his erection before I wrapped my lips around the head, sucking it gently, letting my teeth graze the crown. I felt him twitch underneath me, and his hands gripped the wooden edges desperately as he tried to ground himself. I loved how he let me control him, how he trusted me completely, and I took full advantage of the privilege. I could do whatever I wanted to him and he would never say no. His cock aching and twitching begged for my attention, and as I licked the shaft I gave it freely, allowing my tongue to swirl around it and tease it with the barest touch before I sucked hard, letting his hips lift off the wooden surface as his body jerked wildly under my ministrations. His cock pulsed and strained in my eager mouth, begging to be released and freed from its confinement.
Chapter: 124 ****** TALON: A small smile played on my lips as I watched Vale breathe deeply, his chest rising and falling steadily. I lifted my arm, running my hand along the length of his muscled body. I wanted nothing more than to stay there forever, wrapped up in his embrace. “The moment I get the chance, I am going to fuck your brains out twice as hard as you've fucked me,” Vale muttered sleepily before he nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, his lips grazing the sensitive skin of my throat, causing goose bumps to rise on my skin. “Well, you can always count on that,” I chuckled, planting a soft kiss on his chin. I rolled off him and turned back to face him. “Just stay right there; I’ll get the bath running for us.” As I started toward the bathroom, a flicker of light caught my eye—the screen of my phone flashing on the table. I quickly checked it to find a message from Evelyn, reminding me of the kids' upcoming visit to their grandfather, my supposed father. With a
Chapter. 125 ****** TALON: Jake turned back to me, a grin spreading across his face. “He’s fired, though, from the job I had just gotten him. Can you believe that? He suddenly disappeared in the middle of work without giving any reason! Now the boss is not only mad at me but also doubled my shifts. I worked two days straight because of him! I’m going to kill him!” I couldn’t help but laugh at Jake’s exaggerated frustration. “I promise you, he’s not the type to mess things up.” "Sounds like you’ve known him a while?” Jake said, his expression thoughtful as he leaned forward, genuinely curious. “I suppose you could say that,” I replied, a smile playing on my lips. Jake raised an eyebrow, skepticism mixed with amusement. “Well, as long as he’s not dragging you into anything dangerous, I guess it’s fine. Just don’t let him sweep you off your feet too fast; you don’t want to end up as one of those cautionary tales. I don't even know what I am talking about anymore.” I couldn’t
**Note to Readers:** This book is a slow-burn romance. Expect plenty of emotional descriptions, heartfelt moments, and a touch of fluff as the story builds toward its climax. If this isn’t your cup of tea, consider this a friendly heads-up before you dive into the chapters. Please note that this work is purely fictional; all characters, places, and scenarios have been created solely for the purpose of this story. If you’re still with us, thank you for choosing to read *Unveiling the Vampire’s Omega.* I hope you enjoy the journey! ***** "You quiver even from a little touch, my Vale," I muttered with battered breath, hanging onto restraint as I fought the urge to sink into him, deeper, with everything that is mine. Love, Lust, Bitterness, all that I held within me. His breathing shaky, eyes ablaze with needs so raw, so powerful that their intensity sent an icy shiver down my spine, Vale looked up at me in surprise. "Virgil?" he asked slowly. His voice sounded strange in my ears,
Chapter: 1******ALTAIR:Altair sat at his favorite spot by the little pond, feeding the fishes gathered around his feet. They nipped on the bread, tickling him and eliciting laughter. He cherished these tiny companions, finding solace in their company when his parents were absent after his school days. While he longed for his parents, he understood the demands of their work. His eighth birthday was approaching, and he anticipated it eagerly. Turning eight meant training with the older children, a prospect that excited him. He yearned to build his strength to confront the boys who often taunted him. Running out of bread, he gazed at his swimming friends with a smile. "You've finished it all. Now, I must attend to my homework!" he exclaimed to the fishes, rising from his seated position by the pond. After brushing off his pants, he hurried through the garden towards the manor as the evening descended, mindful of completing his tasks before dinner. "Altair!" Bryn's voice calle
Chapter: 2******TALON: Nine. At the age of nine, I ran out of the blood that sustained me. For a year, I struggled silently, unwilling to reveal how deeply it affected me. I tried to maintain a semblance of normalcy without it, but my efforts only led to restlessness, unconsciousness, and sleepless nights. The cold crept in, the bed felt foreign. Who could I confide in? Who would listen to the plea of a vampire boy thrust into a family where he never belonged? The memory of that fateful day still haunts me. How could I have mercilessly attacked Dirk? I couldn't explain the overwhelming impulse that drove me. The desire to connect with what he possessed consumed me. Did that make me insane? Powerless? A maniac, perhaps. I endured the consequences, tormenting myself night after night. I yearned to reverse time, but it was an irreversible deed. I had to bear the burden for the rest of my days. I had committed a shameful act, sowing seeds of hatred in the hearts of those who
Chapter: 3******ALTAIR:Dirk cradled his son in his arms, sprinting back to the Pack, the distant howls of his mates fading into the background. His mind was ablaze with fury, his son's body hanging limply as if he had transformed into mere paper within his grasp. Doubts gnawed at him — had he erred by casting Talon into the sea? Could this impulsive act have dire consequences for his son's well-being? If Altair was truly the Spirit Wolf responsible for marking Talon, did this mean that hurling Talon into the unforgiving depths would irrevocably impact the life of his only child? As he laid the boy on the bed, Caleb and Phoenix swiftly attended to him. While running, Dirk had summoned them, relieved to find them awaiting his arrival upon reaching the Pack. It wasn't Dirk's call that initially alerted them to the crisis, but rather little Bryn's confession to Phoenix. "I untied the strings on Talon's bedroom door," the tearful girl murmured, her distress evident. "I'm so sor
Chapter: 4*******TALON:As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the ocean, the waves crashed against the rocky shore with a rhythmic and soothing sound. The salty breeze carried the scent of the sea, mingling with the distant chirping of seagulls soaring overhead. Amidst this symphony of nature, I floated in the water, surrounded by an aura of stillness and calm. The water lapped gently at my body, the last remnants of life slowly slipping away. The world seemed to hush in reverence as if holding its breath in anticipation of what was to come… eager to receive my last breath. A sense of sadness and foreboding enveloped me, the world seems almost to have lost all color. It felt so empty... so cold. And so lonely... There was something missing inside me, something that once called itself the only thing keeping me alive but now... Now gone. I could feel it, like a dull ache, deep within my bones, like a hollow hole that I could never fill up again. A feeli