The Past and The Present - Part I

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• Mated to Another   Rite of Blossoms - Part III

  The manor, a testament to human artistry and nature's beauty, stood proudly nestled within the lush forest. Its exterior exuded an aura of stately charm, seamlessly blending with the landscape. The foundation and lower levels showcased sturdy, weathered stones, grounding the manor with enduring strength. As the eye travelled upward, the warm hues of polished wood adorned the upper levels, infusing a touch of refinement and luxury into its grand façade. The moonlight gracefully danced upon the textured surfaces, casting a mesmerizing glow that highlighted the intricate craftsmanship.Tall and proud, the windows punctuated the manor's exterior like watchful sentinels, their panes revealing glimpses of the warm light emanating from within. Delicate lace curtains, stirred by the night breeze, whispered secrets and enticed us to venture closer, promising mysteries to be uncovered within those hallowed halls.Surrounded by a carpet of emerald foliage, the manor seamlessly merged with its na

• Mated to Another   Rite of Blossoms - Part II

  As the night deepened, the celebration took on a life of its own. The wolves joined hands, encircling a central bonfire, its flames casting a warm glow upon us all. Erdem offered me his hand and I gladly took it as we danced around the mighty fire. The wolves with their other halves joined in, swaying to the melody. We moved to the music, our bodies swaying in unison, a collective expression of gratitude and reverence for the cycle of life. I could look away from his majestic blues as they were fixated on me, a gentle smile adorned his beautiful face as he led us through the dance. In the middle of the dance, Ezio ran to us, freeing himself from his uncle, Anxo’s arms. Erdem bent down picking him up and with Ezio between us, he continued to lead us through the dance. The biggest smile adorned Ezio’s glowing face and the melodious sound of Erdem’s laughter filled the air. In the arm of my males, I was overwhelmed with gratitude and my heart was filled to the brim with love.After the d

• Mated to Another   Rite of Blossoms - Part I

  As the sun began its descent, casting an ethereal golden glow across the forest, I found myself standing beside my male at the edge of a circular clearing. Our wolves, dressed in traditional attire adorned with intricate floral patterns, surrounded us. The air was alive with anticipation as the beats of drums and the melodious tunes of instruments filled my ears, transporting me to a realm where nature and magic converged.The rhythmic drumbeats quickened, pulling me into a trance-like state. My senses heightened as I observed the wolves gracefully swaying and twirling, their movements mirroring the very essence of the blossoming flowers and ancient trees. I too joined them, leading them as each and every step of us carried the weight of centuries, invoking the spirit of renewal that springs a sacred ritual to invoke growth and fertility. The energy in the clearing shifted, and a sense of reverence settled upon us. We formed a large circle, interlocking hands and hearts, as one of the

• Mated to Another   Spring - Part II

  "What's going through your head, my love?" he whispered, his voice laced with a potent mix of growing arousal and anticipation. His fingers pinched my already sensitive nipple, causing a delightful mewl to escape my lips."Stop doing that," I managed to breathe out, my voice trembling, as his sweet torture on my breasts continued."Why?" he whispered, his warm breath grazing my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine."B-Because..." I struggled to complete my sentence, my thoughts scattered, as his hand ventured south, gliding over my dampening pussy, igniting a fierce fire within me."Fuck," he groaned. I could feel his cock rising to its glorious height, pressing tantalizingly against the curve of my back. And needless to say, we were dreadfully late for breakfast.The spring festival was on the verge of commencing, with the afternoon sun lazily sinking towards the horizon. Time was slipping away rapidly, leaving me with just a few precious hours to ensure that everything was perfect

• Mated to Another   Spring - Part I

  "Shush," Erdem's voice, hoarse with desire, whispered urgently as his palm clamped over my mouth, attempting to stifle the shameless moans of pleasure that escaped my lips. With each deliberate, slow thrust, he ignited a fire within me, his sensual movements shaking my very core. I could feel his deliciously hard cock swelling inside my dripping, aching cunt, signalling his impending release.His tongue traced a scorching path along the fragile skin of my slender collarbone, trailing upward until it reached the tender expanse of my bruised neck, adorned with the vivid marks of his passionate love bites.“Nesta!” The way he uttered my name, dripping with a throaty, sonorous arousal, caused my pussy walls to clench tightly around his throbbing cock. With a primal grunt, he thrust himself deeper. My quivering legs, wrapped around his waist, instinctively pulled him closer, craving every inch of him. A bead of his sweat trailed down his scorching flesh, teasingly finding its way to my exp

• Mated to Another   My Claim - Part IV

  He thrusted into me relentlessly, a powerful rhythm that shook me to my core. One of his hands tangled firmly in my hair, exerting delicious pressure that amplified the sensations. His teeth grazed along the sensitive skin of my neck, leaving a trail of electric anticipation in their wake. With possessive determination, he marked his territory, a tangible reminder of our shared primal connection.The force of his thrusts was both unyielding and controlled, an intoxicating blend that left me craving more. There was no gentleness in his actions, but I knew he had yet to unveil the full extent of his prowess. The hand that gripped my hair gradually travelled downward, igniting a frenzy of anticipation. When his skilled fingers found my sensitive bud, my sanity teetered on the edge, and I was lost to the depths of pleasure. A guttural moan escaped my lips, desperate gasps for air punctuating each exhilarating stroke and tantalizing circle he drew upon my pulsating clit.With every thrust,