“The difference between a werewolf and a human is that when a werewolf says sex, he will definitely have sex. When a werewolf says kill, he kills. Werewolves never hide their inner desires,"Leon’s eyes blazed as he spoke to me in a low voice. “Now I want to have sex with you. Kneel down and take-off my pants.” I knelt between Leon's legs, and just as my hands were about to take off his trousers, Leon immediately took them away, saying, " “Use your mouth!” I bit the edge of Leon's trousers with my mouth, and the muscles of his legs shook involuntarily as my lips touched his cold skin. I slowly pulled Leon's pants down from top to bottom with my mouth, and his underwear and pants fell to the floor. As soon as he lifted his foot, Leon threw his trousers aside. “Now, do what you want. Listen to your heart and release your inner desires!” Leon touched my hair. “You don’t have to hide yourself in front of your mate!” His words gave me sufficient courage. I did not feel that I should
Leon carried me to the soft bed and leaned over to kiss my forehead. “I’ll have the chef prepare a feast for you,” he suggested. Exhausted, I lay back on my pillows and took a slow breath. I could barely keep my eyes open from exhaustion. I would rather sleep than eat. I was about to drift off, when I heard the sound of the maid's footsteps, and the pouring of water into the bath. Leon whispered in my ear, “Baby, it’s time to get up. You need a bath.” I pretended to be asleep, hoping he would leave me alone. But instead, he chuckled and picked me up and carried me to the tub. After the maids had left the room, I opened my eyes to find myself in a steaming bath. Leon joined me and sat behind me with his feet in the water. He held me close, so that I leaned against his breast, the level of the water exactly at the level of my breasts. Leon takes a bar of soap and lathers it up in his palms. Slowly he slid his soapy hands down my neck, massaging my shoulders with firm yet g
“Here is the black wolf mark on Helen,” Mark said as he opened the lid of the wooden box. I glanced furtively out of the corner of my eye, and saw in the box a bloody arm with a triangular spike tattooed on it. The mark stared at me like a malevolent eye, causing me to cover my chest with my left hand. I breathed carefully, trying to calm my fears. “It really is the mark of the black wolf!” Leon glanced at the box, but his face remained unchanged. It seemed as if he was used to seeing these bloody things. “Then you know what to do. Just do it!” Leon ordered Mark in an alpha tone. “Yes, my prince!” Mark closed the lid of the wooden box and left the room, his manner still cold. It was only a few hours since I had last seen him, and he had been able to investigate the poisoning. What was clear was that Mark was a fighter who did not talk much, but was efficient and had earned Leon's trust. At that moment I had lost my appetite and felt sick to my stomach. A few pieces of
Leon gently embraced me from behind and whispered in my ear as if he were telling me a secret. “That’s a temple dedicated to the moon god,” he said. “Will there be witches living in the temple?” I asked curiously. “No, no one lives in the temple. It has been abandoned for hundreds of years, and it is said that there is an eternal candle burning inside, which is why it burns all year round,"Leon explained. “So no one has entered the temple?” I asked, full of curiosity about the temple with the eternal candle. “It is said that an enchantment has been placed around the temple, and no one can enter,” Leon replied. “Is there a legend about the temple?” I turned my head and looked expectantly at Leon, hoping he would tell me a story about it. But instead, he pretended to yawn and said, “It’s too late, we all need to rest!” He then pinched my chin with his hand and asked, “If you’re not tired, we can do some exercises in bed. So, do you choose exercise or sleep? "" Well, I choose t
The first warm rays of the morning were on my face. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened them. The other side of the bed was empty. He was gone, gone again, as on the first night. Leon always left without my knowledge. No good morning greetings, no farewell kisses. I felt sad and lost, and the smell of him still lingered on the other side of the bed. I shifted my body to the position in which Leon had slept the night before, my face pressed against the silk sheet. A faint smell of grass filled my nose. I imagined touching Leon’s cheek and kissing his lips. Oh, what is wrong with me? Why do I feel so sorry for him? I felt as if my heart and body had departed with him. At that moment a voice from outside interrupted my thoughts. “Miss Emily, are you up?” From outside the door came the cautious voice of a maid. “Oh, yes! I’m getting up!” I sat up to answer the voice outside the door. “Can you come in and serve me now?” " the maid asked again. I cleared my
Katherine took my hand tenderly and looked at me with loving eyes. “You can trust me, Emily. Tell me your confusion, and maybe I can help you,"she said. I lowered my eyelids, and thought for a moment. Finally, I gathered the courage to ask Catherine, “When I was in prison, someone tried to poison and kill me. When Leon found out, he immediately sent someone to investigate. I was there at the time, and it had something to do with Black Wolf's slaves. Who are they, and why did they try to hurt me?” I uttered all my doubts in one breath, but Katharine paused with a look of consternation. I saw her red-painted nails digging deep into the velvet tablecloth. Her bright purple eyes were frosted, and I could feel her anger. After a long pause Catherine spoke in her normal tone. “So Leon hid something about the black wolf from you, and you are puzzled. At the same time, you have doubts about your relationship. Is that right?” “I don’t think there should be any secrets between mates,” I sai
“You must have bewitched me, which is why I was so anxious to come back, just to see you!” Leon put his arm around my waist and gave me a deep, unexpected kiss. When his soft, cold lips touched mine, I felt his warmth and sincerity. Once again, I was captivated by him. The first sense of loss was instantly changed to joy, and his kiss, like a warm sunbeam, melted all the coldness from my heart. I was shocked by the faint smell of blood coming from his clothes. Was Leon hurt? No, it was not his scent. Perhaps he had been wounded in the hand. Has anyone ever been tortured by him again? Queen Catherine coughed softly, reminding us that there were people watching. Leon let go my hand and turned to look at Katherine. “Mother, I’m glad to see you here!” “Nice to meet you, my son!” Catherine smiled and looked at us at the same time. “People say that when a boy becomes a man, he will forget his mother because there will be another woman occupying his heart. This shows that this sentence
I expected Leon to take me back to my room, but instead he led me down an empty corridor. As soon as my feet touched the ground, he pressed me against the wall with his body. He had my hands behind my head and his hands were around my neck. “I remember telling you that normally the only person who annoys me is death. And for you, I really want to fuck you rough!” Leon's other hand lifted my skirt, and as he pulled firmly, my underwear ripped. My underwear was very flimsy and I felt very vulnerable. “This time, it’s to satisfy me, not you!” Leon quickly removed his trousers, and his mouth devoured my lips. “No orgasm, no noise! This is your punishment!” Leon lifted my left leg with his hand and his huge member entered my vagina, hitting the deepest part of my body accurately and directly. It was a bit rough, but extremely exciting. The blood boiled in my body, and my vaginal walls closed tightly around his penis. He was enormous, and I was satisfied! He moved his body rhythmicall