The House of Vagamor; South of the RealmOlive's POVHe passed his wet tongue over the slit of my cunt, halting over my clits. The slitter of his tongue sent ripples through my core, plunging me into a tidal wave of no return. He buried his tongue deep into my cunt, lapping at the juice that spattered all over his lips. I longed to hold his head with my unsteady hands, combing my fingers through his glistening dark hair that reflected the soft golden glow of the oil lamps affixed to the walls of the pool room. I longed to tell him he was doing a good job tearing me apart like a hungry wolf. I wanted him to eat me up and never stop, until I was dead and empty.I settled my legs over his shoulders, toes curled. But he looked up at me with an icy glare that reminded me of his threats. Frightfully, I released my legs from his shoulders, dropping them into the water."What do you think you're doing?" He rasped, gripping my thighs with both hands."I_ I..." I stuttered, tearing my gaze away

The House of Mortem; North of the RealmCassian's POV"I shall have my revenge on Kazamir." I swore with a cup of ale in hand, pacing about my chambers. "He has bitten more than he can chew. His house, his throne, and his power shall be mine."Word had it that Kazamir was a slithering constrictor. But I had debunked all the signs on the wall for untrue rumors, calling them lies and opportunists. In the realm, one needed to choose his alliances well. A weak ally would spell doom and woe upon both houses, but an alliance between powerful houses brought strength to the houses, and palpable fear upon lower houses.Kazamir had strength, but I have the number. An alliance between us was supposed to be promising. For my men and gold, I was to have his daughter- the girl whose tight pale cunt satisfied the desires of my cock.Now that the princess was missing, all my plans had slapped me in the face."Alphonso!" I called to my main enforcer and Delta. "What do you suggest I do to Kazamir. He

The House of Mortem; North of the RealmCassian's POV"Now, whores." The brunette clicked her fingers. "Give that cock the best treatment worthy of an Alpha."The giggling whores climbed into the bed with oil in their hands, massaging every naked skin they could lay their hands upon. My stomach twisted, flattening my ability to breath. I sank deeper into the bed, stretched out like a flying squirrel.The whores who sucked my cock fell into a moanful knot of kisses, stroking each other's folds. They pressed their bodies against each other, deepening the kiss, and the penetration of their fingers."Lie." Cecilia whispered to the dark-skinned whore. She did as heard, weting her dry lips. She lay on her back, bending her knees inward. hearted sideways, revealing a shaved cunt glistening from the brief foreplay.Cecilia buried her face between her dark glimmering thighs, lapping at her erect clit. The dark whore panted, swaying her legs to contain the bubbles of pleasures popping her up. S

The House of Vagamor; South of the RealmOrvyn's POVWe bounded down the stairs into the courtyard, my thoughts spiralling into a tornado. Any man of Mortem with his sanity in him would never step his feet into my house on his own accord. Except apprehended by a bounty hunter and sold to a slave master, he was only seeking death."What does he want here? I whispered to Conrad. "Is he in his right senses?""That, I'm not sure of.""Could he be a spy from Kazamir?""That's what we're about to find out."The guards pushed the mighty double doors apart for as, as we cornered the castle keep to the left, heading for the cave that led to the tomb of the past Alphas of Vagamor. Deep into the tomb, the dungeon was carved out of a mountain. With little ventilation, and no sunlight, it was hell on earth. At the mouth of the cave, two burning torches hung on a metal rack on either side of the stone walls. The two guards before us nodded at the rugged keepers of the dungeon, Octavius and Lucius,

The House of Vagamor; South of the RealmOlive's POV"I don't mean to interrupt. I came to ask the princess few questions." He said, dropping one of his hands to his side.His sun burn skin captured the subtle glow of the rising sun, accentuating the roundness of his biceps. With his long black hair neatly packed behind his head, the intricate angles of his diamond-shaped face caught my attention. His busy brows shaped above lashes too long to belong to a man betrayed the rigidity of his manly hollow cheeks and high cheekbones.A recalcitrant strand of hair fell over the anterior angle of his forehead, overlapping his left eye. Damn! This man is beautiful. A band tightened in my chest, my lungs constricting into tight knots of longing and emptiness. Alpha Orvyn was stealing the air I breathe, and I hated the way he made me feel vulnerable and stupid.Not to appear less of myself, I ran my fingers hastily over my hair, and tucked few strands behind my ear. Fuck! I'm still in my nightgo