Again... NO BAD BLOOD... (Hahaaaa.) I hope you enjoyed a little bit of scorching heat from mom-in-law... (Wink Wink Wink) Love, RARE
EDEN POV I felt like a weightless piece of a floating feather as he carried me off the walls of our shower area, stark naked, and paraded out of the bathroom with me and into the bedroom. My eyes were heavy, and when I tried to open them to see his beautiful face; my head swung so bad it felt like I had drunk ninety bottles of hard liquor and now I was suffering the consequences of recklessness. I settled on closing them and sniffing the scent of soap and water from his skin which seemed to lull the dizziness. I guess I wasn’t fully healed. And I rushed to be used and taken roughly before my body could fully absorb reality. “Take it easy, Little Wolf.” He rasped before gently laying me down on a soft bed, covering my body with the white fluffy fleece blanket. “I am tired of sleeping,” It seemed to be all I was capable of doing lately. Whether it was a forceful sleep after being traumatised, or the fainting spells... But my body was tired. My eyes betrayed me and started closing
CRYSTAL POV“This place is amazing.” The shrill in my voice was enough to cure cancer. I was on a full 1-hour video call with none but Anna in all her glory, and she was losing her mind with all the luxury I was displaying. First of all, she lost it over my attire, I am talking total havoc kind of losing it. She screamed until I feared for her throat, thinking that some cord of nerve would snap and she’d die right over there. But she was Anna, she’s seen the worst before.I made sure to spill everything, from how enormous Duncan’s home was, to how big his family is even though it was not immediate family. It was phenomenal. Everything about this place felt like a dream. From the attire, the rich food that was arranged in Kosher on a giant table, the music… It was surreal. “Ma’am.” A smooth voice echoed around the stone walls of the vast terrace I was standing on. I spun on my heel and came face-to-face with one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Her hair was curly, and
DUNCAN POV “Am I supposed to wear the same thing I was wearing last night?” Crystal came spilling out of the bathroom with a white towel wrapped around her body, and one on her head. A small ‘oh’ escaped her lips when she took in my form on the seat beside her bed, dressed in a simple dress white dress shirt and navy blue pants.“You aren’t dressed. Are you leaving like that?” She inquired walking to her suitcase on the other side of the bed. My gaze followed her, my cock dancing with the idea of her being naked beneath that little towel. Just a small tug and everything would be revealed. A feast for my eyes.“It’s a boat cruise with lunch. Just wear anything you'll be comfortable in.” I said, shifting in my position to adjust the bulge in my pants. She whisked her head toward me and stared at me, “Is it a big boat? A ship?” I could tell she was nervous. The way her eyes were narrowed was enough to let me know all it was that was running through her mind. Deciding to come to her
CRYSTAL POVWarm sunlight brushed my cheek from the small window of the metal bird as it cruised above the white milky clouds in the early hours of the morning, right before it broke through the horizon. Duncan was nuzzled in his seat, his head cradled by the pillow provided by the hostesses while he held onto my hand like he was afraid I’d vanish while he was still sleeping. My whole body hurt, and my throat felt like I had camels racing up and down in the tunnel of the muscles, leaving dug holes into the soft delicate surface. My eyes were puffy from crying, my nose was blocked from the recent episode of breaking into sobs, and my chest heaving after every 15 seconds. I laid back and sunk into the seat, watching the early birth of the day as the sun stroked the clouds with its harmonious rays, probably casting wonderful fountains and halos to the earth below us.Funny how this yesterday I had a smile bigger than the entire purple galaxy, and now I was sobbing as though I had just
DUNCAN POVSolid 24 hours have passed since we left what was now the remains of what used to be Crystal’s refuge, but Crystal’s sorrowful eyes still accused me with every ticking second, burned in the back of my mind. The sound of her disgruntled cries had filled the whole neighborhood and my brain, infesting themselves in what felt like a grotesque turmoil of umbrage and simmering vehemence and bubbling through my veins. The look on her, the hopelessness on her face danced behind my closed eyelids as I stood in the middle of our living room in Rosehill, a space inundated with deep grey hues and white touches, my hand gripped right around the small device on my ear, my jaw ticking so hard I felt my pulse picking pace. “Let me know if you find anything.” Was all I grunted before cutting the call and throwing the phone across the room where it collided with a solid wall before kissing the hard ground in a loud rattle. I turned around and gripped the strands of my hair with both hands,
CRYSTAL POVThe rest of the day crawled by with me casting a black cloud over the whole house with my sappy face stained with tears and snot piled up in my nose. But no words could possibly describe the heaviness in my chest and the painful heaving of air as it wanted out of me. The only thought I dreaded before my next breath was being with Duncan in the same room, that’s why I found ways to keep myself busy and occupied whenever he stepped into the room. I was scared. Of many things, but one thing that reminded me of the porcelain was the idea of my tummy being filled with something. I wanted to believe it was just nerves playing tricks on me. After all, anybody in my position would either be in ER after fainting from shock and pain or simply dead. I succumbed to oblivion that the heavy fist of nausea was just a natural reaction against shock and pain and that with time, it would all go soon. But when Duncan prepared mac’ n’ cheese for me -my die-for dish that always had my moth
CRYSTAL POV My heart almost leaped out of my throat when Duncan switched lanes, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel like it was a lifebelt, an anchor gluing him to sanity. The way he held it was so rough I was afraid it break it into halves. My heart continued thumping in my throat, my mind reeling trying to break the heavy tension in the car, to find words to make this hurt less, just a little less.But what do you say to a man whose daughter is about to get killed by his crazy ex-wife? What words could possibly measure the kind of pain that rattles his brain with every breath he took, while he knew deep down that death was dancing in the vicinity of his daughter’s precious life?I wanted to be strong for him, I wanted him to know He wasn’t alone in all of this and that together, we were going to make it through. But I didn’t trust myself enough to save him, probably because I was drowning in my own sorrows while lurching on the little remaining normalcy in him, drin
DUNCAN POV Terror! Pure complete terror in its glory.Blood roared in my ears with a sudden rampage of heat, my heart thumping in my chest creating a haunting sound that blanketed my head in hot fiery licks of scorching fear. It thumped so hard I couldn’t even start counting the beats, I didn't know when the last one stopped before the next followed, it was a rapid throb that flipped my consciousness upside down; so hard that I became dizzy. My eyes glossed as I watched the waves of the air carrying them, saltiness stinging the insides of my eyes. “Crystal…” it was merely a whisperTheir bodies collided with the surface of the green, causing it to ripple around them in white bubbles as they disappeared into the green of Trinity River. A horrified gasp rocked me and before my eyes caught the slightest of the movements, I had my legs over the railings ready to jump. “SIR.” Strong pairs of arms came from all sides before yanking me back.“LET ME GO!” I roared, yanking myself from thei
Epilogue CRYSTAL POVThe sun streamed with a beaming fountain through the windows of the hotel’s room which was transformed into a bridal suite. Tiny particles of dust danced in the air like a flicker of gold, moving with rhythm as though they were telling me something.A promise of a better tomorrow. Although my body ached from every inch of it, I had a permanent smile on my face that the ache in my cheeks was now dull. Everything else didn’t seem to matter, not the swirl of nausea in the pit of my stomach, or my bulging belly that restricted every move. My body was sore, my ankles the size of drums, and I looked like I had swallowed a giant balloon before expanding to its size. I was at 10 months and still going through and hot. I swear Duncan’s baby had no intentions of leaving my belly. I swayed in my position as the stylist continued straightening my curls into a straight bob that would fit perfectly with my headgear.“Is everything okay?” Her eyes found mine in the reflectio
~TWO WEEKS LATER~CRYSTAL POV My stomach dropped on the descent. I was once again brought back to the land of the living as the airplane pierced through the clouds and battled gravity, it’s wings spread outward as it soared through the dense night air. My ears popped with a slight bubble before I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, the cold feel of the band around my finger a warm memory that settled like fog n my chest. Everything seemed to take a small halt as the realization settled with warmness inside of me. I was reminded of my situation and how much it meant the greatest change to me. To my life.“Hey, mama. How are you feeling?” Duncan’s nose was cold against my cheek as he rubbed it gently, his hand tightening mine in a firm grip. Note how he stopped calling me any other name. Unless we were in bed with me screaming my lungs out while he pummeled into me, or when we were in our dungeon with him terrorizing me in all special and tantalizing ways, he never called me anything ex
CRYSTAL POV WIFE.The eyes excited three tones in my brain before it finally clicked into place. I jumped off the bed before staring at the silver band around my finger, my body buzzing with entirely different things. It wasn’t the remnants of the heavy orgasm I just had, it was not the realization that we were displayed front and center of the giant screen hanging above the stage for everyone to see. Heck, it wasn’t even the fact that Duncan just delivered all my wishes and fucked me till my voice grew hoarse. It was the fuckin’ band around my finger. He may have hinted it a few more times that he did want to wife me, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon. “Duncan?” I murmured, feeling something being in my chest the more I stared at the band around my finger. A movement caught my attention, and I finally peeled my gaze off my finger and stared at Duncan who was fixing his leather pants on his waist before scooting closer to the edge of the bed, his feet touching the ground a
NOTE FROM RAREonce again guys, I am having problems with the network so I am uploaded an unfinished chapter. I will try to see if I can proof-read it here and re upload it again. Now this one has a lot of errors since I just typed it and uploaded without checking it.. bear with me for some time please.Love…~~~DUNCAN POV There was no place in the world I would rather be in than the dungeon. Especially on January 1st. Like always, I fit into this place like the last piece of a puzzle. The red shade of sin covering the walls, the unmistakable stench of sex in the air and the screams of subs… it was such a therapeutic thing. I was a Dom, I was born a Dom and I hated myself for have been denying that part of me to rule me for years, while chaining myself down to something I was not cut out for. Yes, romance was part of any healthy relationship. It came naturally to me without the need of forcing it. But that didn’t mean I was anything vanilla. I found about that side of me when
CRYSTAL POV “Cleopatra, aishtaqt lak ya tifl” “What is she saying?” I mouthed to Duncan before he started to walk away, holding the phone from me so Nerfetari would not have a meltdown. The woman was the epitome of chaos, and as much as I loved her son, she really scared me. Duncan’s shoulders shook graciously with silent laughter.“She misses you. She calls you 'child'.” He then stole a small kiss on my forehead and walked back to his desk. I watched him as he dropped graciously into his chair before focusing on the computer in front of him. He plugged a small earpiece into his ear and started barking orders to the other person at the end of the line. If I could get paid to watch Duncan work, then I would have all I ever wanted. Even if it was just a penny. “Hey, Nerfe. It’s good to hear your voice.” I focused my attention on the small device and whom I had to address as the mother of my boyfriend. Some unknown language slurred in the background before she turned her focus to me
CRYSTAL POV I was mad.Don’t know if it were the hormones in action, but I was mad that he left me alone to tug the kids into bed. It was super irrational of me, but I still couldn’t fight the buzz that chaffed steadily in my veins at the idea of him out there. Who knows how many women looked at him? “Come here.” He said as he stepped under the steamy rain pouring from the big shower area. I stood my ground, a good foot from where he was, and shook my head, my arms folded on my chest to show my utmost defiance. I wouldn’t touch him until he cleaned up. And he wasn’t going to touch me either. “Crystal?” He made it sound like a question, but damn him for always being heady on my senses that even the hormones shied away in an instant. But then again, I don’t think there would be any woman in this world who would ignore that command. The impulse to listen and obey made me want to burst into ugly tears. It was maddening.My feet started moving against my will, and before I knew it,
DUNCAN POVWhiskey settled like a memory of warmth in my stomach as I sat on the barstool, sandwiched between my two friends. The atmosphere was serene, reflecting everything that was cruising at a slow pace inside of me. My breathing was calm, the beating of my heart easy and unhurried. The air was laced with a hard whiff of liquor and was pleasant on my senses and my lungs.Add a melody of soft jazz playing in the background and the chatter of the people sitting not far from us.It was so calm, like the quiet before the storm.Except, there was no storm lurking in the distance. It was almost unreal.Apollo had been on a business trip across the country but when he heard that I was going to have a baby, the man dropped everything and came spilling here like diarrhea.I guess I should have explained that the baby wasn't due for the next 5 or 6 months.But still, I was glad I was able to have him ease down even a little bit. We were still cruising through the holidays and there he was
CRYSTAL POVChristmas with Duncan was phenomenal. Even 'phenomenal' didn't begin to describe it. I have searched my soul and every nook and crook of my being for the perfect word to describe it, but I came out with none. I remember watching him and settling with my heart and soul that this man; he was the one I would die with. There was nobody else in this world other than him. Duncan was the real epitome of a family guy, and gratitude was all I felt the entire time I watched him playing with my siblings and his daughter, knowing well that that man was mine. I really must have been in the great books in my past to meet someone like him in this life.Even now, with my hand nuzzled in his as we maneuvered through traffic, nerves wreaking havoc in my chest, I gravitated to the peace and quiet I found in his hold. My nerve endings sparked like rain on a live wire, uneasiness soaring into my system at a frantic speed that caused a slight buzz. My stomach failed to catch up with me as
DUNCAN POVThe rise of the Christmas sun started with a crisp.I woke before dawn broke and started doing what normal ‘dads’ would do on Christmas morning; lavish the Christmas tree with presents and have the elf saving Christmas from the hands of the Grinch. Although Burkie told me flat and square that those things didn’t exist, and that they were for kids; I still had to do them for the sake of his siblings. Little darlings were convinced that he was lying and that all fairy tales are real. Who was I to burst their little bubble?Burkie on the other hand was a totally different case.He was such a genius and a brilliant chunk of energy, and he was so clever for his energy. He always managed to surprise Crystal and I every single day. I knew I made a good choice taking him to Cambridge. There was no telling what that little mind was capable of, but I knew it was something great. Who knows, maybe we were nurturing Albert Einstein.However, his little big brains didn't go hand in h