All Chapters of Brought By Fate: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~ Emmy ~ I felt so relaxed, sprawled out on my stomach on the sofa, arms tucked under the pillow my head was resting on, my legs swaying back and forth as I watched the end of my film. Or rather, read it. I still had the subtitles on, too stubborn to ask Matteo to show me how to work the damn thing. I watched the beautiful Julia Roberts get her man with a small smile. "See, just because you are from different backgrounds doesn't mean it won't work out," Rae assured me; rolling my eyes, I looked over at where Matteo was sitting in the dining area, looking over some files; his handsome features screwed up in frustration, making me pout at the change in him. He had cooked us dinner, we ate together, and just like that, as he cleaned up, all the flirty banter was replaced with a seriousness I didn't like; despite my request to sit with me, he pulled his laptop out and started working. "The fact he brought me at an auction is why it won't work, Rae!" I grumbled, dragging my eyes back t

~ Emmy ~ "Your mate?" I asked, arching a brow, my hand resting on my hip as I popped it out. "Tell me, do you eat all your friend's pussy’s!" I asked, irritated. "I don't mean." He stammered over his word like a damn child, not the mafia boss he liked to play at being. "No, it's fine." I snorted, shaking my head, embarrassed that even for a moment, I thought I could be more to him than property or, as he put it, a mate! He was rich and handsome, and despite being clearly batshit crazy, I wanted him! But I was a realist; what would someone like that want with me? I mean, other than somewhere to stick his dick when it got cold. "Esme.." "It's Emmy!" I snapped, crossing my arm around my chest, "It's Emmy! You don't get to call me Esme; that is... special!" I announced, controlling my breath in the hopes it would hold back the tears I felt brewing. "Friends... Mates.. they call me Emmy!" I added with a huff; turning on my heels, I stormed towards the exit. Feeling him hot on my t

~ Emmy ~ This was unbelievable. How had I ended up being the asshole! Because he couldn't have a damn adult conversation? Or because I didn't want to delve into a fantasy world where wolves existed. "Werewolves!" Rae corrected me, earning a scoff from me. "Oh yes, how did I forget!" I added, rolling my eyes as I fell back on the sofa. "So not only do werewolves exist in his delusional world.. but he is one!" I expressed my bafflement at how a powerful man could be this out of touch with reality. I can't be the only one worried for his sanity! "You are one, too!" Rae offered, her tone bashful. Snorting, I ignored her and closed my eyes to control my breathing. "Would that really be so bad? Haven't you ever wondered if they exist or, for a moment, thought you could see into the supernatural world? A human that looked like a vampire, or a dog that was far too large to be a dog, a glimmer of light that could be... a fae?" Ignoring her, I slowly opened my eyes, shocked to see no ti

~ Emmy ~"What's with the demands? I know what to do!" I lied and made a tentative fist around his huge steel, stroking it up and down, wondering about the friction, if it felt good and if I was holding it correctly. Did I have a good tempo? Shit, why was it so warm, was it meant to be? I was in such a state of discovery that I felt my core tighten in another wave of arousal, forcing a husky whimper from my lips, that I regretted the second I heard the growl that ripped from his throat. His eyes let me know he knew just how turned-on I was. "Enjoying yourself, little dove." He purred seductively, the way he said my nickname alone enough to make my pussy drool. Fuck he was killing me, and he wasn't even touching me...yet!"Fuck you!" I laughed, clenching my thighs, begging my pussy to behave. "I will later, but now I want you to stroke me harder like the good girl; I know you want to be for me." My body's response to his words was so utterly unexpected that my hands paused. "Whose

~ Matteo ~ I saw her hands reach for the front of my thighs more confidently than earlier, and still, the sensations from her touch drove me crazy. She leaned forward, presenting me with a seductive view down the front of her body: delicate but sore tits from last night's fun, narrow and pointy, visible almost to the nipples that I was determined to enjoy again very soon. "I love your tits!" I groaned as I watched those practised fingers as she worked with single-minded determination to trail them across my hips, down my legs to my thighs, scratching at me here and there for a reaction I had steeled myself against this time."You bit me here last night." Emmy laughed, her eyes narrowed on mine in what I assumed to be a warning."I did, and you liked it if I recall." I teased, trailing my fingers across her plump lips."I did... I liked the reminder of you all day; you were right!" She grinned up at me playfully."And this wasn't enough of a reminder?" I asked, leaning down to pinc