LOGIN“Watch yourself, Cordella,” I growled. “I fancy you, but you can be replaced.”I let go of her, and she coughed, rubbing her throat. “For… give me, mas… tar,” she managed while still coughing. “There’s nothing to forgive,” I said as I turned towards the bar and poured myself a drink. “And Cordella, my dear, you’re asking the wrong questions. The right question should be why.”“Then… Why mate with a human, sir?”I sipped my drink slowly, turning back to the flame. “Why do you think our kind has been dying like flies? Why our numbers keep decreasing every passing minute?” I paused, giving her time to process the question, then finally, “Because they can’t control the beast. And at the end of the day, the beast will take over, consuming the human. So why am I choosing to soil myself with a human? Because we need to dilute the blood. That’s the only way our children will survive.” My hand tightened around the glass. “The only way.”If there had been another option, I would have chosen i
“Here you go again,” I panted as he kept licking and sucking my neck, and I knew he was leaving marks. The same way he left marks all over me that day. “Saying things that leave me confused. Are you going to say it’s a coincidence now? Or will you lie and tell me to my face that I have no proof?”He ignored me like I didn't say a word, sucking my neck until it throbbed with pain. And then he pulled back and stared at my neck with a glint in his eyes. “No to both,” he said as his eyes raised slowly to mine. “No it’s not a coincidence, and neither is it a lie. The truth is right in front of you, staring at you in the face.” His eyes dropped to my neck once again, and this time, he smiled–a dark, twisted smile. “Leaving marks on your neck like you belong to him.” He raised his hand slowly and touched my neck, the marks, and I hissed when it burned. His twisted smile grew. “How well enough do you want the truth?”I stared at him. At the gleam in his eyes from causing me pain and leaving
“You want a child. You came here to bear children. That’s what all three of us want. Badly. Remember that when next you’re fooling with my father. It should be his dick in you, not his fingers.”He turned to leave, but I stopped him. “So you have a problem with him not using his dick?”“Yes,” he answered, his back facing him. “He should remember what you came here for.”“Is that it, Alexander?” He turned to me with an eyebrow raised. “What?”“The reason you looked like you wanted to kill him was because he didn’t remember what he was supposed to be doing?”“Yes,” he answered in a growl. I scoffed. “Lying comes easily to you, doesn’t it?” I took two steps close to him, my arms folded. “You were jealous.”“Jealous?” he repeated through clenched teeth. “You’re nothing to me. I have no reason to be jealous.”“Really? Then you’re not possessive as well?”I didn’t know where I was going with this. All I just wanted was to shake that look off his face. He doesn't get to shake me and leave
“I can’t wrap my head around the fact that you gave it up so easily,” Alexander went on, stepping closer and closer, his voice dropping the more he spoke. “Around the fact that you have no loyalty.”“Loyalty?” I asked in a whisper, my eyes narrowed. “Loyalty to the man that cheated? The man I divorced?"He shook his head as he stopped walking, now standing a few feet away with the bookshelf separating us. “No, loyalty to the thought of him. To the love you once felt for him. To the three years you spent in a loveless marriage. To the fucking fact that you’ve loved no one but him! Have you even thought of him once since you came here?”Every word he spat hit a nerve, reopening a wound I wanted to keep closed. Because no, no, I haven't thought of him since I came here. I didn’t want to because I didn't want to break down. “I ask again,” I said, my voice low, “what is it to you? How is it any of your business?”He said nothing for a while, only stared at me. He kept staring until his ra
“Shut your mouth,” Alexander growled, his voice shaking with rage.“Why?” Leonardo asked, taking his time to insert his fingers in me, and I didn't want to, but I couldn't hold back my moan. A muscle under Alexander’s eyes ticked. ”Don’t want her to know your little secret?”“What secret?” I managed to ask even as my body shook with pleasure. Alexander fixed that look on me, but it wasn’t as harsh as the one he fixed on his father. He stared at me for a while before he looked back at his father. “We brought her here for a reason,” he said, his voice now steady. He pointed to us, to Leonardo’s fingers in my vagina. “This. Isn’t. It. How is she going to conceive with your hand in her cunt? It’s meant to be your dick, not your fucking fingers. Have you forgotten what’s at stake here? What we stand to lose? She isn't here for you to play with her cunt as if it’s your toy.”He said all this in one breath, and by the time he was done, his chest was heaving, the rage in his eyes like molten
ISABELLAWhen I looked down at Leonardo’s dick, my core had throbbed with desire. He was thick. Oh, he was thick. But he wasn’t long. He made up for that with girth. His crown was thick and flushed red, the veins pulsing around it. I shocked myself when I told him to hurry, that small part of my brain asking me what I was doing. Before I could answer, Leonardo told me to press my legs together. He did without thinking, and then he thrust in. Not in me but between my folds. His dick slid in between my folds, and he groaned. “You’re soaked,” he groaned as he repeated the action, sliding out and back in. His eyes were fixed on mine, dark with hunger and half closed. He leaned in and kissed me softly, his tongue parting my lips and entering my mouth. He sucked on my tongue as he kept moving. His dick parted my folds every time he went in, and I shivered when I felt his crown press on my entrance, just a brief touch, but it was enough to make me want more. I grabbed onto his bicep as h
LEONARDOThe way her cheeks grew red, and she blushed. The way her breath becomes rough. It starts slow, her chest rising a bit heavier, her breath growing ragged. And then her body temperature… even that changes as well. Barely a week under my roof, and I had come to know these things. Shocked wa
ISABELLAWill it make me happy if he kissed me? The answer should be obvious–no–but why did I hesitate? Why did my heart skip a beat and pick up? That doesn't mean anything, I tried to tell myself. It means nothing at all. “No?” Alexander asked, his head tilted mockingly. “You lie so beautifully,
He released my neck, but he still had me pinned to the wall. “You should, too. She’s going to be carrying our children. You should treat her like she’s fragile, not like she’s some whore you hired for the night.”“Is that all? You’re looking out for her because of that?”“As you should, too.”“Isab
ALEXANDERIt was no news that my father and I didn't get along. Well, in this household, it wasn’t, but on the outside–in our company–we were the perfect duo. And when it came to business, we were indeed perfect together, but other than that…I felt the warm texture of blood slide down my back, but







