We went back to our room after the last game. Of course, Tyler won and ended up beating each of those old men who mocked me because I couldn’t win. That I don’t even know how to play that damned kind of gambling. It seems like he was just beating around the bush and letting them win for a few games just to tease them and slap them with the truth that they can laugh as much as they want—but the last laugh would always be coming from us. And yet, even with those losses, he still ended up getting all their money with his consecutive winning. A playful grin was plastered on his face when he led me back to our room. My heart was beating loudly and I could feel the cold air rushing through my skin. ‘Goddess, why am I so fucking scared? It’s not as if it’s our first time being alone together…’ I tried to breathe properly, inhaling and exhaling. But I couldn’t. My anxiousness still possessed me even in front of the Alpha’s sheer sight. Tyler went inside the bathroom first to take a bath
“Oh my God—” I could have called forth every saints and idols in every religion. I shrieked out when his tongue darted to my insides after he knelt down, ready to come. But it stopped. I willed it to stop. Then he went down at me… until I felt my sudden release that I can no longer keep at bay. “What did I tell you? When I tell you to come, you will. When I tell you not to come, you won’t.” My throat bobbed with Tyler’s thundering words. The way he becomes more overly aggressive and immensely dominant ever since we became husband and wife…is he really the fluffy Tyler I married or is he just like that because I am now his wife? “I—I’m so-sorry…” I softly said, sending those words to the air enough for him to hear. “You’re not going to get another one.” “What? No—” I cried, burying my face in the coldness of my palms. “Just follow my orders and you will be rewarded.” Tyler stood up, stalking towards where his towel hangs. He smirked when he saw my irritated face. “What an as
“This is Diana’s Edge.” Tyler’s voice is nothing but a whisper in the wind. Still, my mortal ears caught them as we both stared at the limestone wall magnificently standing before us like how Selena’s Wall does. I could not see it at first. But with Tyler gathering the droplets of water in the air, willing his water magic to obey as he slammed it in a clearing between two huge trees…the White Wall now shimmers as I look at it from bottom to top. Pure awe shone on my face, nose flaring and eyes sparkling with the kind of magic my storm-summoning husband rarely uses. We are on Mount Olympus, (probably) the tallest mountain in all of Greece. And Diana’s Edge is situated behind it. We were just shifting our feet when a silver-haired beautiful man stalked towards us. Only wearing a pair of boxer shorts, he bowed to Tyler before giving me a warm smile. “Welcome to Diana’s Edge, where the moon is our sun.” I didn’t even notice t
“Stop laughing.” He blinked his eyes and brushed his thumb across my top lip. We stared at each other for I don’t know how long, as if we are both a masterpiece crafted by Fate and Destiny. Even the way we look at each other, our strong love is really vivid. ‘Enjoy it while it lasts…’ Eliane’s voice creeped into my ears again. Since I’m good at hiding emotions, Tyler didn’t know that I am really freaked out. What if I’m not really Eliane? What if Eliane also manipulated me and Rowena and even her creation which is the Hearteaters? ‘Don’t let your heart fool you.’ Those words ringed in my ear again. ‘I am you, you are me…’ ‘Stop it, Eliane—’ “You know it makes me come every time you laugh near me.” I blinked when Tyler released me from my stupor. Taking a deep breath with his hands near my breasts, he could feel my lungs beneath his warm palm in a rhythmic oscillation. “There’s something you have in your lip
This is what I call lovemaking. Our lovemaking. His warm lips brushed across my earlobes, neck, and clavicle as his strong fingers stroked my crevice tenderly. He was like a starving beast that had just caught its first meal in a very long time, panting and eyes burning with hunger for passion. "I can't bring myself to resist,” he whispered against my skin. “Even if I die, I'll want to do this tonight.” Tyler paused to meet my gaze, “At least for tonight." Tyler, using the remaining power he still has for the day, pushed me to the bed and grabbed both of my legs at the edge, ripping my clothing apart. My exposed breasts shimmer in the light. I bit back a scream as I looked down at my thumping chest, red and hot, and he dove in—swallowing my perk tips in his warm lips. My thoughts began to blur as his hot tongue flicked my nipples, swiveled around it and expertly grazed his teeth. My gut lurched in a familiar way as he s
I let out a startled gasp as I wriggled beneath him. But my body was unconcerned, and it continued to acceptably squeeze his essence. Suddenly, I felt myself being pushed over the edge and into a blinding white light; the beat of my heart pounded in my chest. Still in shock, I saw that Tyler hadn't finished. Not yet. I wanted to cry from the overload of sensations, exploding and fracturing the stars. So I clutched to him even tighter as I felt myself being swept away by the rush of ecstasy. I wanted to sink deeper into him as he pounded me with the same desire to cool off my body. Never before have I experienced simultaneous feelings of pleasure and anguish—the bizarre combination of worry and excitement. My muscles ached as he pushed forward, ramping up the pace and, if at all possible, getting them closer. His privates slamming across my thighs flooded my ears with a luscious sound, the music that me and Tyler are jamming with. Eventually, I just couldn'
I wasn’t feeling well as soon as the sun rose the next day. “Are you okay?” Tyler extended a hand to my forehead, gently touching it. “You look tired and…pale.” He gave me a meaningful grin when he saw me inside the comfort room, washing my mouth with the running water from the faucet. My arms were on the side of the cold tiles of the sink as we stared at each other’s eyes. “Shut up,” I said in an irritated manner. But Tyler…he just crossed his arms and saw how it corded, leaning on the glass door of the bathroom. Just like me, Tyler was wearing a bathrobe—and it looks like he’s waiting for me to finish and wants a long bath. “Do you want to go to—” “No,” I replied without letting him finish his question. “Please,” I raised my arm to cut him off when he was about to say more. “Let’s just stay in the room today,” I insisted. Tyler shrugged, squinting his eyes at me. Staring at my every move like a hawk and me as his prey. “If that’s what you want…” he s
“Hearteaters will never be brave to step out in Moonburn since they are only in power when they are near their creator.” Which was me, Eliane—my so-called mysterious other half by the way. I almost voiced it out if not for a ghastly grip that wrapped around my wrist. Eliane’s grip. “Hearteaters may travel around the world but their power and strength weakens the farther they are to the bones of Eliane.” Nodding, I grabbed the remote and asked him to play a game with me so that we could immediately cut off our conversation about Eliane and her mighty creations. Our so-called masterpiece. We ended up choosing Super Mario Bros, simple yet entertaining even until now. Tyler and I played, and I always ended up winning. I knew Tyler was just bullshitting the hell out of me because he knows I enjoy being the winner and him being the loser so that he could pressure me in bed that, since I won, I should be the one to do him. The one that should be on top of him. He