“Oh, fuck,” I whisper as he starts increasing his rhythm slowly, making me bite my lip. As I finally turn my head to look at them, I can see Matthew on the brink of bursting, clearly wanting to reach us while Fynn is looking at us angered. But Logan’s fingers feel too good for me to care, and I se
Artemisia “What does that mean?” I ask after our confusion clears a little bit. Matthew sits up, wrapping his arms around me and taking my breast into his mouth. I sink my fingers into his hair, caressing him as I throw my head into my neck. “Don’t worry. He will come around,” Logan snarls, tappi
Their groans fill the room, making me get even wetter. I start rubbing my clit simultaneously, with their strokes, causing them to lose their minds like I’m about to lose mine. “Fuck,” Logan growls as he covers me in his release. Slapping my hand away, he takes over to rub me to my release while
Artemisia The dripping sound gets me to open my eyes groggily. My eyelids feel heavy, just like I slept for a thousand years and my body wasn't ready to wake up yet. Sitting up, I hug myself instinctively as I look around in the shadowy cave. It seems to be made out of red stones and I shudder as
“Come on, Ms. Confidence.” He stands up, walking towards me. Reaching over the narrow river, he grabs me effortlessly, lifting me over the streaming fire to set me down gently on his side. We stand there for a second, looking at each other until I tear myself off his gaze. “What were you doing here
Logan I jolt awake as an ear-piercing scream shatters the silence. Artemisia is clawing onto the bed sheets as Matthew is already leaning over her, trying to calm her down. “Baby, what’s wrong?” I ask her, trying to take her face into my hands but as soon as I touch her she screams again. Fuck.
Artemisia I wake up feeling like I got hit by a bus running at full speed. Peeling my eyes open, I think I must be hallucinating as his mouth-watering scent invades my senses. Turning in his strong arms, I find myself in the embrace of Fynn, who is still sleeping peacefully. I rub my eyes, thinki
Artemisia My plans of accepting the job offer of Mr. Davies get disrupted as I help organise the ball along with Cayden as well as the excursion with the pups. I hum as Logan’s confession keeps me in a good mood, and I actually look forward to going to the ball with Fynn, even if it means that it