Matthew Keeping my head low, I try to avoid Cayden’s gaze while I dig in. It might be my guilty conscience, but I feel like he is suspecting something. But even if we made the deal that we would be open about anything that might happen, I am set on keeping the last occurrences with Artemisia my
Artemisia I’m biting on the nail of my thumb as I’m watching the most ridiculous action movie that I have ever seen. But still better than the romantic ones they wanted to watch because they thought I would like them. As Cayden apparently accepted the invitation of Logan and tagged along as we
Artemisia Ignoring her, I jump down the cold stairs, cursing myself for not having put on any socks. Still pondering over how stupid I have been to just sprint off in the first place, I’m shocked as I stand in front of a mountain of a man. “Oh, hello.” “My lady,” he bows, making the big keychain
Shaking my head, I hope that I’m not blushing too much. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let me go.” Just as I pull my arm back, he lets go of me, making me stumble back. After landing on my butt ungently, I glare up at him, getting a mocking grin in response. “You have to be careful if
Artemisia I gulp as I look back up, my gaze locking with Logan’s. “Why did you sneak to the Dungeons, babe?” He asks me, and I struggle to make my brain assemble a coherent sentence as I feel Matthew move against me. “I was just worried,” I respond, my voice failing me. Logan hums, as he ste
I groan, letting my head fall back on the bed. “Go fetch him then!” They chuckle, continuing to kiss me. “I’m serious,” I moan, biting my bottom lip. “I need it! Please.” Logan moves his hands to the back of my knees, pulling me onto his lap while spreading my legs again. I gasp, watching Matt
Artemisia I wake up feeling more sore than I ever felt. But how good it feels. The ‘just another round’ ended up being another three rounds. And even if I didn’t get them to fuck me like I begged them to, I couldn’t fall asleep feeling more satisfied. At least I managed to convince them to g
Artemisia “How lovely to see that you are having fun.” Fynn’s darkened glare feels like a stab in my heart. I’m still frozen to my spot, my throat closed by a knot made out of worry and fear as Logan pushes me behind him slightly, shielding me from his brother. His touch feels soothing and a