All Chapters of BLOOD BOUND TO HER THREE MATES: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The moons were the only witness as Adrian drove his finger inside Freya’s wet heat and crooked it, hitting her g-spot and she bit her lip but couldn’t contain her moans. He found a rhythm, thrusting just deep enough and crooking the finger in that way that should be illegal. All thoughts of protesting fled her mind and she gripped his thigh, her hips moving to meet his touch and she rocked herself into the finger thrusting into her. He made it two, sliding the second finger into her folds as he moaned into her neck. The muscles on her neck stood out from holding in her moans, holding herself back. He scissored those fingers, stretching her and she couldn’t stop it anymore. Her moans were loud and wild as she came. Slick juice spurted from her pussy and he fucked her faster, his fingers making slick noises as her juice dribbled down his hand. When her moans finally died down, he brought his wet fingers to his lips and licked them off. “I want more.” He growled and pushed her thighs

Freya hadn't had this much fun in ages. After about an hour of the dwarves attacking her and she evading their strikes, she finally held the dwarf king by his feet and held him upside down while he squealed like a pig. Adrian came running, hands held at the ready to defend himself with magic and she flashed a grin at him."Welcome. You missed all of the action." She quipped and he lowered his hand and trudged forward. "Obviously." He muttered. She dropped the king whom she'd already tied and he fell on his forehead with a pained howl. "Any one else have a score to settle?" She asked the rest of the dwarves that were not bound. They clustered together and watched her with wide frightened eyes, shaking their head tentatively. They were not really the fighters of the group. All the fighters already came after her and were all tied and bundled together with their king.In what was supposed to be an ambush, one of the dwarves ran at her from her blind spot. She spun around and swept h

The entire tribe of dwarves was here to see them off and for the first time, the dwarves were looking at them with something other than hostility. They had hope on their faces. Adrian adjusted the tight fitting breeches and his scowl was a permanent feature on his face. “Don’t be such a droll. It will be fun.” She teased him. She loved teasing Adrian, it came so easy. In truth, her blood was pumping hard and she felt excitement in her veins. She was looking forward to the hunt and the challenge.“Fun?” Adrian scoffed. “‘Fun’ is fucking and talking with you and watching you. ‘Fun’ is not walking into a trap set by these short folks.”Her elbow jabbed into his rib. “It’s crazy, one would think you never had any fun before I came into your life.” Said Freya. “I didn’t.” He countered with a deadpan expression and she nodded sympathetically. “Of course you didn’t.”He was looking into her eyes with an expression that made her wonder if he was being serious. “That’s besides the point

“It’s nice to meet you.” The woman that materialised behind Freya said.“Who are you?” She asked, watching her warily. She looked like a ghost, pale and surreal and the smile she had on her face did nothing to ease Freya’s mind. “I’m The Seeker. Your little rude friends above call me The Exhumer I suppose.” She said and Freya let go of all defence and called her magic. “There is no need for any of that.”“Where are my friends?!” She growled and set the arrow for her heart. “One wrong word and I will send you straight into the pits of hell.” “The hostility is entirely unnecessary.” The creature drawled. “Wrong answer.” Freya growled and let the arrow fly. She let it miss the creature’s heart by half an inch and her arrow pierced the female’s flesh and... nothing happened. Freya’s brows furrowed with confusion. “Like I said, the hostility is unnecessary.” The creature said. Freya let three of her arrows fly in close succession and not a single one of them made any impression on t

“Your hand!” She grabbed Adrian’s bloodied hand after the glass cage finally crashed to the ground and shattered. “Fuck the hand, are you okay?” He asked her. “It took me so long to notice the illusion. I’m sorry.” It was what he was trying to tell her for so long and she never deciphered it. “You did well.” He said and gathered her to him for a hug. She held him close, the truths she spoke earlier an elephant between them. “Adrian, about what I said earlier-““Shhh.” He replied and placed a hand over her lips. “We’ll talk about it later.” He said and she dropped it. His air magic floated the body of the Exhumer across the chasm to their feet and Theo finally got free from his cage and marched forward. He kicked the body; positioned his hand below her nostrils and finally stood. “She’s dead. Is this a dream?” He whispered. “Is the Exhumer dead for real?”“Yes.” Freya said, staring down at the body. It turned out this large cat-sized creature was the same one that had been terr