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DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Shall be punished
Emberlynn didn't know how long they had been dancing; all she could think of were Damien's hands on her body, how firm they were, and not letting go.It felt like almost an eternity later, the music abruptly stopped, likewise Damien and the others that were dancing.All eyes were on them. Even as she was still locked in Damien's embrace, she felt the intensity of their gaze."What next?" she asked Damien, glancing at the stubble on his chin. She was barely reaching his neck, even with the heels she wore."Wait for the elder," Damien whispered back and stared down at her.A smirk formed on his face, and she saw the wicked glint dancing in his eyes. What was he thinking about? She wondered.Then she gasped as she felt his hand wandered down her body.What was he doing? Alarmed, she whispered, "A-are you feeling up my body?""No," Damien stated.He definitely was!Emberlynn glared at him and attempted to shove him. "Your hands are on my b-butt. " she pointed out, mortified that she could
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Oak Tree Village
Punished and hung? Emberlynn shuddered.She recalled the discussion about witches from the attack two days ago when Roy and Betsy had walked to a corner to speak.She knew how dangerous they were from the tone of their voices, but she never knew they faced grave punishment like these."Why?" Emberlynn voiced out."Why what?" Damien retorted. His voice was cool, and his eyes narrowed at her.It was as though he was silently asking who she was to challenge him by asking questions about what he didn't want to speak about."I mean, why such a grave punishment? They are...""Drop it," Damien almost growled out.He loathed this inquisitive side of hers. Of course, if she were smart enough, she'd understand he didn't want to speak about it, yet she kept asking questions."Okay, fine," she said."Good," Damien grunted, extending his hand towards her, and she placed hers in his.He led her towards where the Elders were now gathered around the altar, muttering.When she got closer, she could he
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Hot and bothered
"Almost ready," Betsy announced, parting Emberlynn's white hair to the side and holding it down with colorful pins.She brought out a red lipstick and reapplied it on her lips, which, to Emberlynn, wasn't necessary as she would smear them again. She had a habit of biting her lips and licking them.She doubted it was a habit she could grow out of, even though Damien had told her not to bite her lips. She had continued to do so, and it wasn't out of disobedience as he must have assumed; she couldn't help herself.Doing the zip of the dress, she stood to her feet, with the help of Betsy, and looked at the black lacy gown. It clung to her body like a second skin, accentuating every movement she made.Emberlynn winced as she gazed at her chest. It was still the same deep V-shaped neckline. Her breasts were practically on display, and she barely had a shawl that matched it.Raising her hands as Betsy did the zipper at her side, she gazed at the sleeves, sheer and billowing; it cascaded down
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Mark me
Everything was happening so fast. Emberlynn could barely keep up with the mating activity as she was transported from one area to another, still within the mating ground.All those times, Damien was beside her. She was only certain of his presence and did not pay much attention to what was happening beside her.Who wouldn't give Damien all the whole attention? Standing beside her like a freaking Greek god, ready for war. His looks could rival that of the god Adonis, who, to her, was the most beautiful Greek god.Yet, he was going to be hers. He was going to mate with her.Once again, the thoughts of them consummating afterward sent a shiver down her spine, and she gave a visible shudder.Damien noticed that."Are you cold?" he whispered.Emberlynn resisted the urge to moan as his warm breath teased her earlobe and neck. She shut her eyes briefly, opening them and licking her lower lip. Then she shook her head in response to his question."You just shuddered," Damien said."I was lost
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Alpha of Ashes
The night was still young, as they said, but the way Damien kissed her and held onto her, it felt as though he didn't want to let go. It felt as if, if he let go, she would disappear from him.The kiss was interrupted by Elder Charles; he tapped his walking cane on the stone beside him.Damien broke the kiss and whispered against Emberlynn's lips, "Later."Emberlynn nodded, her eyes bulging. Her head still reeled from the effect of the marking, and now her lips. They tingled and were swollen. Her fingers went up to touch her lips, and she flushed as she saw Damien watching her.Her nipples were taut and pressed hard against the bodice of the dress she was in. She was glad she wasn't wearing something translucent, or else Damien would have seen them begging for them to be touched and teased.Another thing was her core; it was moist, and she could swear she had wet her pants from the constant touch from Damien. They felt damp, and she could literally smell her arousal. Could he smell th
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Was he p3rvert?
Was he a pervert? That was the first thought in Emberlynn's head as she stepped into the room, Damien's room.Her eyes widened as they darted around the spacious room in a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. Her brows furrowed slightly, betraying the hint of uncertainty as they still locked on the image on the wall.He had marked her, yet he had other strange women in his room. It wasn't just one image that was on the wall; they were three. At least from what she could make out, all were naked, sensual, and sickening.Did he purposefully ask them to pose so he could take a picture of them? How many women had he been with aside from his ten dead Lunas? Was she going to be his bed warmer?Many thoughts swarmed Emberlynn's mind as her eyes traveled around.The room itself was a sprawling, masculine lair with a king-sized bed as its centerpiece, adorned with luxurious, dark gray bedding and plush wolf-fur throws. The bed sits atop a raised platform, with a majestic, hand-carved wooden h
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King I'm yours
"Wh... What?" Emberlynn gasped, her eyes fixed on the thick erection that jutted from his body. He was really big, just as she had imagined him. Inside her tiny holes, how the hell was he going to fit in without ripping her into two?!"Strip," he said again.Emberlynn swallowed and reached for the zipper at the back of her dress, her hands trembling as she did so."You are trembling," Damien said."Am I?" Emberlynn said in a soft tone, looking down at her feet.She unzipped the dress and let the straps slide from her shoulder, the dress falling from her body to the floor. She stood before Damien, clad in her bra and panties, her breasts heaving and her hands clasped before her.She was scared shitless. But she didn't think he cared."The rest," Damien said.Emberlynn removed her bra and dropped it, letting her breasts fall free."Perfect," He muttered, his eyes grew even hungrier at the sight. Then she hooked her fingers into her panties and pulled them down, stepping out of it and st
DAMIEN-The Cursed Alpha King Stay with me
She was in front of the door again, Emberlynn mused. Her brows were furrowed, and she turned around. How had she gotten to the training center?She was just resting on the bed with Damien after their mating session, but here she was, standing in front of the door Roy had forbidden her to step into.The door was old and worn, with a sturdy wooden frame and a large iron knocker in the shape of a snarling wolf's head. The wood was weathered to a silvery gray, and the iron knocker was rusted in places, giving it a menacing appearance. Carved into the door were various symbols, each seemingly more intricate than the last.At the top of the door, a crescent moon shape was carved, with an arrow pointing towards the sky. Below it was a series of Celtic knot patterns weaved together, forming a complex design that seemed to shift and move in the light. On either side of the door, two large curved horns protrude, giving the door a fierce and primal appearance.In the center of the door, a large,
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