MORGANA My heart was thundering as Kian kissed me, his hands raking over my body; touching, groping and massaging every inch of me. His lips didn’t leave mine. The tingles that coursed through me were like shots of electricity, and my entire body was feeling extra sensitive. He ripped my bra off, the strap burning my back when he yanked it free. Everything with Kian was rough. The pain that was mixed with pleasure was something I savoured, but never knew I would. I had never been with a man who was as unpredictable and rough in bed as Kian. Where other men treated me like a goddess and aimed to please me, Kian did what he wanted, treating me roughly yet so fucking perfectly. Worshipping my body with unmasked raw hunger and emotion. I liked to fight for control, but Kian refused to let me win, I loved how he knew he could make me feel so good without giving into my every whim. I loved the way he manhandled me, treating me like a doll, and I loved being his pla

KIANThe emotions in her eyes were fucking intense, and it felt strange, yet fucking right the way I was able to express how I felt to her. The fact that I, who had never ever submitted to my father, who had been my Alpha, was willing to bend for her.‘The power of the bond and love.’ Thanatos murmured.I knew he was already a fucking goner, something told me he’d be even more willing to kneel before her.‘Of course, to lick that pussy of hers.’Her heart was racing as she closed the tiny gap that remained between us, I bit back a groan as my dick rubbed against her. Wrapping her hand around the nape of my neck, her fingertips grazed my hair. Her breasts pressed against my chest, and once again I fucking appreciated her height, my dick perfectly nestled against her pussy."I love you, Kian." She whispered seductively, rubbing her pussy against my dick. Fuck, I'm going to come if she continues that. "I want you t

MORGANA I wondered if my decision for Sage to be removed from the pack was far too harsh or if it fitting? Either way, her deceit appalled me. However, I'm not one who can say much, I tried to kill Kian too. The guilt of that decision would always remain in my mind, and I knew that I’d always regret it, even if I didn’t go through with it. I had thought it. The following morning, we left the castle discreetly. I was wearing black boots that reached my knees, fitted black pants and a skin-tight black halter-top. I had two long slim swords slid into my belt with a few small knives slipped into my boots. My hair was in a braid, falling down my back, and I wore a black jacket which was also filled with poison-tipped little daggers. Kian, on the other hand, looked incredibly handsome; in black pants, boots, top and jacket. He was carrying two large bags and refused to allow me to carry anything extra. He had a sword, a crossbow, and a few other weapons on

MORGANA Kian had not been wrong, Thanatos was a beast. Last night he gave me orgasm after orgasm, my body feeling overly sensitive to the point of painful, yet he didn’t stop. Murmuring his love to me in between eating me out, I don’t think he realised that even if he wasn’t pounding into me, he was still tiring me out. However, I wouldn’t have changed anything. I had loved every moment of it, and somehow I felt like I had become even more complete with Kian. Thanatos was a part of him- a part of me. It had been special and the love that he was so desperately trying to show pulled at my heartstrings. He had ended by letting me drink from his neck before whispering goodnight and that he’d come back soon to ‘feast on my pretty little pussy.’ He had gone and even when Kian returned, kissing my forehead and shoulders, clearly concerned, I had whispered how I was fine and that I loved him before falling asleep in his arms, fully content. Today I was barely

KIAN Night turned to day, and day turned to night once more. I was only stopping to give Morgana blood and to eat and drink. At times, I’d shift, and at others, I’d walk. Morgana opened her eyes a few times but she was weakening despite how much blood I was giving her. She was able to stay awake for longer but she wasn’t able to do much more than to cling to me weakly. She kept apologising for the burden she had become, what she didn’t damn realise was that she had fought like a fucking queen, protecting my back as she held her own by my side. "We’re almost there." She whispered, her eyes had never looked so washed out as they had this morning, her face ashy and her breathing laboured. "I’m sorry... You must be so exhausted." I could feel her guilt and anguish through the bond, along with her helplessness. "Really sunshine? Not with that again. You fought like a fucking warrior goddess, and I assure you, watching you was a fucking turn on." I