-CLEO'S POV-Taking a few steps, I paused and spun around to probe, “What did you tell Zoe to make her think that you’re her new father? How could you do that without my permission?”He had gone into the closet for an extra white towel to draw his damp hair. Then he came out with the towel on his head and rubbing vigorously to remove the excess water. My eyes misbehave and raked over his hot body. My body reacted to him in an enigmatic manner. Rather than being mad at him, he was turning me on.“Baby, Zoe and I have been bonding while you were in the cell.” He allowed the towel to rest across his shoulders when he approached me.“Even so, you cannot put ideas into her head. She is a little girl who believes that you’ll buy us a house with a pool and that we’ll be one big happy family!” I shouted furiously, “She’ll be utterly crushed when those things do not happen.”“Well, if that’s what she wants, we can do that.” He missed the point. “I’ve got my own money, Cleo.”“Don’t.” My edge o
-CLEO’S POV* “Going somewhere?” “Yes. I’ll be back soon.” He came to my side of the bed and bent to kiss my forehead. My heart twinged because he was going away. I clung to his shirt to stop him from pulling back. “Why are you leaving?” Staying in the bending position and looking down at me, he explained, “Something happened. Hailey’s in the hospital.” “Oh, goddess! I’ll come with you.” I flung the sheet aside to get out of bed, but he ceased my actions with his leaden hand on my shoulder to keep me stationary. “No. You are staying here.” He authoritatively said in a low voice, “You are housebound, remember?” “I want to help,” I offered with hefty persistence. A thin frown line appeared on my forehead. Being a leader, I was accustomed to getting things done and being active. Not a dreary housewife. On top of that, the gravitating pull of the mate bond was getting stronger. He was the gravity that was holding me to the earth. Nagging me to be around him, consistently. This was
This follows Chapter 62………. -CLEO’S POV* When I woke up, Blayne and Zoe were gone. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I dug in the suitcase in the closet for a change of clothes. One thing stood out. There were dresses and skirts in this one. Why? I hated skirts. My dress code was shorts, leggings or pants along with a top. Still, I can't be mad because it's not his fault for not knowing. In time, Blayne will learn this. Being dismissive of the distasteful attire, I decided to stick to Blayne's burgundy t-shirt with a feline print silk shorts and went to the kitchen. The smell of coffee, nutella waffles and bacon toggled my nostrils, which fomented the hunger in me. Breakfast was covered on the round dining table with a note from Zoe, which made me smile. It was her handwriting but Blayne signed his name right under hers. I sat and ate while thinking about the current situation. Last night, the erotic mood perished when I told Blayne that he’d have to wait before he ma
-CLEO’S POV* “What are you doing here?” “I brought lunch,” Blayne spoke in a hypnotic tone, lifting his right hand with the brown paper bag and putting it down. The entire time, he stood in place drooling over the sight of my pink dripping pussy. He licked his lips and his tongue stayed between them. “Hmm,” I seductively bounced my eyes to his awakened crotch. “I told you to stay at work.” Every fiber in me sprang high with arousal and excitement. “You asked for tampons and I thought maybe you needed them urgently so I quickly went to the store and got a few.” He lifted his other arm with the full shopping bag as he went on, “You did not mention the brand but I got as many options as possible.” His lustful gaze on my open pussy has it throbbing for his attention. He made the cutest frown. “How could you party without me?” “It’s my body.” My comment sank his demeanor a tad bit. Lust prevailed and he licked his lips again. I do not close my legs. It was clearly an open invitation.
- CLEO'S POV - “You cheated!” I swatted his chest.With a strong 'V' grip of his palm under my chin, he tipped my head to the side, exposing my neck. My breath hitches, and he lowers his sharp canines. My wolf does not allow me to pull away. She's a real sucker for him. My heart pulsed a rhythmic pattern of drum rudiment when they scratched the surface of my skin. I bit my lip, anticipating being marked.He shifted his mouth to my ear, leaving my neck unmarked. “Wouldn’t you like to cum too?”“Yes, please.” I widened my legs, revealing my slick-painted pussy that was ready for his cock.“Well?” His voice was a swift-cutting sword of pleasure that sliced at my resistance as he murmured low and dangerously.His handsomeness was almost succeeding in his attempt to subdue me. Denying him was beginning to feel unbearable. Our breaths mix and I yearn to fuse our bodies into one flesh.“I’m yours.” The magical words finally graced his ears.Next, he stepped out of his jeans and boxers that
-CLEO'S POV- Why would visitors be here? Being cautious, I went into defense mode and prudently strolled over to the door. I peeked through the peephole and saw a sophisticated man and stylish woman standing with Zoe in the center. Who were they? I opened the door halfway and the classy youthful woman smiled brilliantly at me. Her brown eyes sparkled with glee as she tucked stray strands of her wavy burgundy brown hair behind her right ear. The sexy black double-breasted, slim-fitted two-piece suit with stilettos that she wore, put together well with the black purse in her hand made her able to turn any man’s eye. While the suave man was dressed in a monochromatic ensemble of a solid black formal shirt and pants, looking me up and down, scrutinizing me. Though he had ash-brown hair and light beige eyes, his face was vaguely familiar. "Why the fuck do you have my daughter?" I was prepared to mutilate them whether they were aristocrats or not for interfering with my daughter. Tog
-CLEO’S POV- “Hello, Gamma Female. My name is Malik.” He bowed, “Gamma Blayne instructed me to deliver this to you.” In his hands was a large brown enclosed cardboard box. He raised his hands and I took it. Zoe tiptoed inquisitively, thinking that would have been enough height to help her to see what was inside. I chuckled. “Thank you, Malik.” The box was heavier than Malik made it seem. “Has Blayne returned?” “No ma’am. He is out of territory with the Alpha.” Malik politely replied and delved into his shirt pocket to hand me a card. “This is my number, alongside two of our Senior Elites. We are here to serve you should you need anything until our Gamma returns.” “Zoe, honey, could you take the card for me?” I peered down at her and she obeyed. Malik smiled at her and bowed to me. “Gamma Cleo.” Once his head was raised, he disappeared in a split-second flash. I closed the door with my right foot and went to the long leather couch with Zoe sitting opposite me. My pinkie nail pu
-CLEO’S POV-After messing with Darlene, I wondered how Blayne would react when the news got out. Malik reluctantly came with me. I did not give him a choice in the matter. He whined pathetically that escorting me to the fetish club might result in Blayne killing him. Additionally, I had breached confinement, which would be another scale of punishment for him. Nervously, he stood by and watched me serve the bitch up a torturous session.See, I replied to her email and told her that I’d be at the fetish club and at what time. I figured that Blayne was very dominant in the bedroom and so I ordered her to make preparations for me. She had to inversely handcuff herself to the end of the bed facing down.Wearing a mask, as directed by Malik, I arrived with a whip in my hand. Malik handled the bouncers at the front of the detached three-story building. I had on tight-fitted high-waist black jeans and a black corset top. My blonde hair was loosely down and combed back, and minimal makeup.Fr