So this chapter alone took a VERY long while to finish. Thoughts?
Kasan's POV:There are three things that I hate the most in this world: My father, my mother and....myself. I've always had no control over my anger ever since I was young. While others feared what I would do if I was pushed too far, my father however, was ecstatic....or should I say proud. Kenley was nothing more than naive child and as the oldest, I was the one who was trained to inherit his position. I didn't know why but I liked the idea of giving orders and looming over others, so to say I was happy was an understatement. Things only started to get out of hand when I had taken a few of my brawls too far. Father started doubting both my sanity and my ability to lead while my mother started to avoid communicating with me. Henceforth, Kenley became their new hope and joy. I was angry, but after a while, I honestly didn't mind. I couldn't hate my brother for stealing something he didn't ask for anyway....especially since he was now the only one who didn't treat me like I was some
"I don't like you." Those were the first words Kenley shot my way once everyone else had left the room. I wasn't surprised. I wasn't angry. I was just there....baffled. They're brothers. Kasan is a werewolf. Kenley is a human. From what Kasan told me, it's obvious that they're blood related...so why? They have different hair colour but that's it, everything else screams family. How can he even live amongst them like this? No. Better yet, why couldn't Kasan be the one who's human? "Are you wondering why I'm here? A human?" He didn't hide the displeasure in his tone as he grabbed the stool Kasan had been sitting on and swerved it across the floor till it settled under his butt. "And why I'm human and he's not?" Am I that easy to read cuz that's precisely what I'm thinking. If he is truly a human as Kasan says, what happens if they suddenly decide to change their allies? What if they suddenly want to get rid of him? What would he be able to do as a helpless human against overgrow
Short Flashback: It had been a few nights since I ran away. My parents probably still new nothing of my disappearance. Their main priorities back then were maintaining the relationship between them and the Riders in order for they themselves to be safe if anything were to happen. So at times when I needed them the most, they were always stuck sucking up to their superiors wherever that may be, leaving me alone at home to 'practice' with my brother. Sometimes it'd take days for them to return home and other times its weeks. At first, I wasn't bothered as long as I had food to eat, guns to play around with and my brother to lean on...but after the night of Lucas's first shift, everything changed and I began to plead for the days to come when they were actually home.... that way, I wouldn't have to suffer at the hand of my brother. But breathing a word to them would mean the end for us all --as Lucas would always say--- so I did the only thing I could.....RUN. That was how I ended up
"I'll be leaving you then." Chase shoved the duffel bag further into the room with his feet and gently gestured for me to step to the side before hurriedly pulling the door close, leaving me trapped with whom was my supposed mate. How did he get in?! I could suddenly feel light, cool breeze sweeping against my exposed shoulders, so perhaps he climbed through the window? He definitely didn't take the door route but to climb to this height? Is he crazy?!I nibbled on my lip, pathetically finding a major difficulty in turning around. Is this where we hold a serious conversation? Kenley said he'd talk to him about letting me leave...is that what he came here for? To give me his verdict? But I'm sure I made it clear that I'd stay until they caught the nightwalker person. Could he be here just to talk? To convince me to stay?But the necklace... Even if I don't want it to, that kinda chances things. "Aren't you going to face me? Or are you comfortable with everyone except me?" His words
Kasan's POV...A person who could change expressions instantly...Everyone who knew me personally has always described me in such a way, but today, it wasn't me who changed emotions within the span of a second....it was Clara. And I had no idea whether it forebode something unfavourable or not. Appalled and confused, my fingers loosened their hold on her waist and slowly slid off her almost unblemished skin. She wasn't glaring at me like she'd been doing before but I had no faith that anything would be much different than last time. When Kenley told me she wanted to leave, I wasn't surprised....more like disappointed. It's funny how we hadn't spent much time together yet I expected that she'd stay. Ludicrous. The air gave off an ominous vibe, like shit was bout to go down, but unlike what I'd have imagined, a tender smile broke out unto her face. This sudden change in the atmosphere....what could it mean? "I thought you said I had to be a good girl to get stuff? Right now it
Kasan’s POV:“Clara.”Silence…“Isn’t this supposed to be the other way around…?”Brief shuffling…Then another phase of silence continued…“Clara…” I was practically down to whining at this point. “What the hell are we even doing?”Silence intensifies…Annoyed, I dug my elbow into the mattress and lifted, but as if she had eyes at the back of her fucking head, her index finger came sweeping into my vision then connected with my forehead in a harsh shove. For the thousandth time, I allowed myself to fall flat against the mattress.Considering how uncomfortable this position was –and take note that I’m almost NEVER uncomfortable-- I could just destroy these restraints without breaking a single sweat but the fact that we were still hanging by that same thin thread was reason enough to let her do as she wished. Or am I the only one who thinks we’re not quite back to normal yet? Anyway, if she liked this stuff, I would be more than ready to cuff her little hands and take whatever she wa
Clara’s POV: “Can I do it…with my tongue…?”I was hesitant, not because I didn’t want to do it but because I wasn’t prepared for that kind of fun. Finger myself in front of him, jack him off nice and good and then fuck like never before. That was how it was supposed to go. But to drop this bomb is so fucking unfair! Him giving me head? I couldn’t have guessed that today would be that day.His tongue did wonders whenever we kissed, swirling down my throat and turning me into a moaning mess within seconds. Now, to have him put that tongue inside me?That’d be…heaven!“You sure you wanna do that? If you’re bad at it, I’m gonna take this up a notch and strap your feet to the bed.” I murmured. I was trying to hide my overflowing excitement, but I could feel my cheeks slowly heating up and my chest palpitating.And, as we spoke, my hole was leaking for some kind of friction. The only thing I could do was rub my thighs together because my fingers were simply no longer the standard. My hole
“Mhmm nghh… that f-feels go--ood…” My nails dug into the skin of his back, teeth biting down on my bottom lip til blood rolled down my chin. I could hardly contain myself, so anytime he rammed deep inside, I could do nothing but throw my head back and pull at the strands atop my head.That and our constant position switch is why my hair now looks like a fucking porcupine. What’s worse, it’s upsetting that I couldn’t even ride him properly, rather, he was the one doing all the moving. Simply put, my limbs weren’t functioning.He held my hips tighter, hands guiding my hole up and down his still raging cock, each thrust slamming directly into my G-spot. I moaned. “You wanted to be on top, yet you look like you’re about to pass out.” He whispered, the sound of his deep, teasing words mixing in with all the squelching and smacking we had going on. “You sure you’re up for this round babe? Do you want to stop?”Ha! I can’t even count the number of times I’ve told him to give me a fucking b