Naughty naughty scene incoming in the next chapter
Just how can she sleep at a time like this? How is she sleeping so peacefully even now, after days when our mating bond has not been fulfilled. How is she so calm about all this? I felt like I was about to claw my own heart out. Know was losing his damn mind too. It was maddening. It was torture and yet, I could not bring myself to wake her. When I walk out of the bathroom, she has curled into the bed, and made herself comfortable under the blanket, already drifting off to sleep. My footsteps don’t wake her, and I’m not sure if I should be happy or not. My heart is hammering in my chest and every other sane thought is drowned by the need to have her.I had thought that tonight would be spent differently. I have fantasized about her being mine again and again tonight, but this was far from that. She had plainly rejected me. She had demanded I stay away and not touch her. She even went that far to not allow me to pleasure her -The urge to bite into her shoulder again, to have her sub
I’m not sure what taste lingers in my mouth right now. Her skin, her cunt or her blood. They all mix together in my mouth and despite the fact I still did not get to fulfill our mating bond, I am content and peaceful right now. My mate is sleeping on my chest, on the world's most uncomfortable sofa.Her head is tucked right under my chin and my arms are wrapped around her as she has slipped under the blanket, resting her naked body right on top of mine. The mesh set of underwear has been long discarded on the floor and she now wore multiple bitemarks and bruises I could not stop myself from putting on her skin. Despite the eagerness to consume our mating ritual, I knew I had to give her a break. She was so frail, my mate, that I was afraid she would break and unravel right into my hands if I pushed her too far.There were plenty of things Knox found wrong with all this. He has not gotten the chance to feel and ride out his own pleasure. I was a madman for spending half a night pleasu
As I rush to pull some clothes on, the door of the room opens and Killian walks in. He seemed calm at first, but when his eyes land on the blonde woman that had almost turned the whole room upside down, trying to search for his phone, or an agenda, or something to give his plans away, that vanishes almost instantly. His eyes narrow and I notice the anger that darkens them and I just know this was not going to end well. Thalia was not one to fear much in life. Especially a cocky man… she’d go toe to toe with him if he dared to threaten her. “I thought I told you to stay away from my wife -” He steps forward, closer to her, his eyes narrowed, a low growl reverberating in his chest. “Your wife is my friend -” Thalia hisses and I feel the blood in my veins run cold at this point. “And you won’t take her away!” her back straightens and she reaches a hand behind her, and from out of fuckign nowhere, she pulls out a gun, aiming it at Killian’s chest.The man does not seem too impressed. H
I am unsure of what is more terrifying. The way Killian walks with me, with a hand on my lower back, guiding me and controlling each of my move, or the cold dead stares I am receiving as soon as we walk into the dining room. Just like our bedroom, this place looked like it was pulled out of some vintage catalog. It was clear everything was old but taken care of. And I was afraid to be near anything. As I stop in the doorframe of the room, Killian stops with me, sinking his fingers into my back as if warning me to not make a scene. A lump blocks my throat and once again I realize I should have not allowed such things to happen. "Behave, little doe. I'd rather not spend our night having to punish you -" he growls in my ear, his voice low, menacing. Was this a promise or a threat? I feel my cheeks heat up and a rush of warmth spreads all over my body, making me clench my thighs and grit my teeth. " Now, now-" he continues, his nose brushing over my ear. "Don't pull this on me. It's a
But her smile is genuine and I know I could breathe easily around her, and I just do just that as our walk turns into a little stroll around the well lit corridors. “I have not gotten the chance to introduce myself.” she turns her head to me and offers me another smile that exposes her slightly longer canines. She was a wolf too. Definitely. “I’m Veronica.” “I’m Madelaine -” I make out in a low voice, finally building the courage to speak for the first time since I was out of our room. It truly felt as I was being stalked and followed everywhere. I’m not sure if it was Killian following me, or my mother in law who did not seem very excited to have a new addition to the family. Was it because she was now the former Luna? Or maybe because someone was stealing her boy? “You know, Maddy -” Veronica starts talking. “I’m going to call you Maddy. I hope you don’t mind -” She blabbers gesturing around with her hand as if we had been friends since forever. “ - You should not let those two
I am not very familiar with my surroundings, so, every turn comes a surprise and I almost fall on my ass each time I have to take a sharp turn. I know he is behind me. I could not see him. I was too busy running to just look behind, but I somehow knew I would not see him. I could not explain this strange feeling. It almost felt as if he was nothing but a shadow when he wanted to be.It felt as if he was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. It was some sort of a strange thought I had, but did not dare to speak out loud. I have never heard of a wolf being capable of doing this. Especially one who had grown right into the heart of a city and not in contact with nature and its own roots.I take another sharp turn and suck in an abrupt breath as I almost walk right into the blonde woman who was already not fond of me. A short yelp escapes me and I close my eyes tightly, knowing damn well I will crash into her, and I will have to live my life knowing I hurt my mother in law on my first
I think Killian has a plan to make me divorce him out of pure spite, because he has been pressing all of my buttons without actually doing anything! Truly, he was not doing right now. He was sitting across from me, paying attention to his stupid phone, sitting in that stupid ass car seat while we were driven to the airport.There was a stupid ass song playing and nothing felt right. My clothes felt uncomfortable, my shoes felt too big, the perfume in the car was suffocating and I wanted to crawl right out of my own skin and run away from him! He was doing this to me! I knew it! He was doing it on purpose!What he was doing though, was a total mystery. But I felt odd in his presence. There was an uncomfortable itch I could simply not scratch. A horrible craving that could not be satisfied by nothing but his attention. Any sort of attention. Would he pay attention to me if I clawed his chest? Or would his eyes still be pinned to the damn phone?!My thighs press together once more, tryin
If he thought I was going to come crawling, he could as well start buying lottery tickets and aim for the big win! I sink back into the armchair and let out a low groan, rubbing my temples as I try to calm my frenzied heart. This was insane! This whole thing was madness!Then why do I want to burst into that room and crawl into his lap -I slowly move my hand over the mark on my shoulder and a soft shiver rushes through me. Was this the effect of the mating mark? Or was I truly craving this man to the point I could feel it in my bones. It was almost as if he had carved his name inside of me, marking me as his. As his belonging. And I wanted nothing more but to return to him and allow him to do whatever he saw fit with me.As I open my eyes, I realize I had fallen asleep into the armchair. A blanket has been laid over me, to keep me warm and I feel slightly overheated. I blink a few times, trying to push away the sleep haze and blur, while I look around, trying to make out something in