LOGINTRIVIA'S POV.
My fingers were against my laps, buried down towards my cunt as I laid my back to rest in the tub. My right fingers twitched against my nipples continuously while I rubbed on my cunt, matching my pace,
Breath hitched and my moans increased. Light gasps eased through my lips as I plunged my fingers into my drenched warm and inviting pussy . I arched my back up as the pleasure washed through me. Signs eased through my lips, but I couldn't help the pure ecstasy that I felt.
“Fuck. ..'' I moaned again, throwing up my back while I felt myself get close to climax.
“Your highness?” A knock came on the door. I was quick to pull out my finger and rest my back against the tub once again. A sigh eased its way through! My lips swelled while Helen, my maid , walked into the room, and I ran my finger into my hair, feeling really frustrated.
It's been a week of torture.
I want to know what my next manner of approach will be, but I knew my parents were never really home. This new life was a blessing and also a curse in disguise, my mate?. Zed, the one with a devilish grin, was also some sort of right-hand man to my father.
Always on travels, never home, he was my fiance. I had only seen him a day after I woke, and he bid me farewell with a kiss, which turned out to be my personal hell.
I knew I was in my heart, but it felt even more than just heat. I needed to fuck anything, anyone, but I couldn't help people, besides, I was still aiming for revenge on Embry.
“You don't look too good, your highness.” Helen had muttered while she stared at me through the corner of her eyes while I walked out of the tub, feeling a little rejected at the turn of events. I was tired down to my senses. I had little access to the guards, and I was asked to take a full bed rest for about three weeks when all that went on in my head was none other than a desire for hot and passionate sex as well as my bloodlust revenge after Embry.
“Gosh!” I snapped as soon as I caught sight of some other presence in the room. I strapped the towel to my chest hastily, having loud sighs while my eyes bore directly into his.
“Helen, you didn't tell me someone else was in,” I asked again while she pulled close to me.
“He's a new bodyguard, Alpha Zed head, hired for you,” Helen responded before making her pass me.
“You can ask him anything you wish. I'll be down trying to tend your breakfast for you.” She added in before scooping her way out of the room, leaving me to stare at the handsome dude right before me.
He had tattoos; I could see them; bold against his body he looked somewhat like a half-breed, almost Asian if my guess was to be counted right; pink lips; a plump nose; a chiseled chin; long fingers; blue hair.
I gulped hard as soon as my eyes landed against his lips once more, and a smile was on his lips. I averted my gaze hastily, not wanting to seem or look like some sort of pervert.
“A body guard? Why does Zed think I'll need one?” I asked, seemingly frustrated,
“He'll be away for a while longer, and he sent me down from the base to be with you.” He responded. I wasn't sure if it was the mere sight of a handsome dude or if it was the bass in his hoarse voice that sang to go down my throat, but he looked handsome, drop-dead gorgeous.
I averted my gaze again, reeling in all the possible it was that I and couped up in my head.
“What's your name?” I suppose you have one right?” I asked, trying to keep my tone aloof.
“I'm Jeremy. Jeremy Blankers, the fourth in command to the Delta, Yes, I'm a hybrid.” He added, In at the end of his word. He looked strange, way too handsome, and it bothered me, but now I see the reason.
“Hybrid? As in, half wolf, half.“
“ Vampire Yes! you're right.” He asserted in.
“Nice to meet you, Jeremy, although I'm not sure there would be to pretend to me much since I'm trivia by name.” I asked and handed out my arms for him to take, which he did.
“Fuck!* I muttered as I felt the same burning sensation down between my thighs as soon as I clasped my arms into his.
He could see the look on my face while I flushed red from embarrassment.
“What's wrong?” He asked half-mindedly while I shook my head.
“He's ours! I want him!” Fionna chanted like the rabid dog; she has been acting like I could feel her all over the place; she is at her best and needs a whole lot of
“Fine. If you won't do it, I will do it!” She chanted again, and soon I had my face inches away from Jeremy, I pushed open my eyes, seeing that Fionna was fighting hard to take control.
“I'm sorry, it's just... I've not been doing so well these past few days.” I lied, I turned away from him, sucking in air thoroughly while I pulled away from him slowly.
“I am your guard, miss... and yes, the alpha sent me here, but he did add the words that you could use me as you deem it.” Jeremy added in, and I could see the flirty look he passed at me. I wasn't sure if what he said had been the same I had heard or if it was my mind toying with me.
“What can you do?” I asked with a mischievous smile.
“Anything... and everything, even when it comes down to your carnal desires,“ he responded while he pulled closer towards me.
At this point, I didn't mind anymore; I pushed it on his grasp and pressed my lips on his. A moan eased through my lips. I pulled away from him, my heart thudding hard in my chest.
“Lock the doors,” I ordered before pushing down the clothes I had on me. Stropping to be bare, naked for him to fuck.
ISABELLA'S POV.Antonio was in fucking danger; it was because of me.I was a fool. What was I expecting? He was Luca Ricci, mafia don of all the underworld. How was I inane enough to think I could keep my affair with Antonino a secret from him, basically fucking right under his nose?I didn't hesitate or think twice; I knew that look in a man's eyes; it was envy, rage, and possessiveness, and Lucas eyes it was worse.I didn't have the time to question his reasons; I didn't have a reason to. I was his wife, willing or not, and I knew what it meant sleeping with the wife of a mafia mob.In fact, I was certain now that indeed Antonino and Luca had shared a bond than I beleived, if not, he would be fucking six feets beneath the earth by now.“Antonio, where is he?” I asked the guard holding a cigarette to his lips; he was quick to stomp on it. Flicking it off, fear weary in his eyes. “He is… right by the third room on the right,” the guard responded. He looked huge. Bulky just like thu
ISABELLA'S POV.He Bloody Cut Me.Yes, I wanted more. My legs parted on his command. A low growl erupting behind his words. My insides churned, I felt my cunt clench and unclench hearing those words.I dragged in sharper breaths, feeling the tip of the letter opener trail over my laps; his eyes flickered, and all I saw in them was pure rage and lust.“You drive me insane, Isabella; you make me want to bash your fucking skull against the wall and ride out your senses till your limbs go numb.” Luca grunted. This time I wasn't able to comprehend if it was his anger speaking or the lust clouding of his judgments.Yet a part of me hardly gave a single damn; I wanted this. It…him..fuck…I had sucked that cock, and my cunt wept for it, and now the glare passed in my direction, the narrowed gaze the way his Adam's apple bobbed as he trailed his eyes to the probably pooled spot on my panties.“Nasty freak you are…my little wife.” He murmured the warmth of his breath fanned against my skin,
LUCAS POV.A perfect coincidence. Wasn't it?The wanker who had challenged my authority as don twelve years ago when I had first become one happened to stand by my wife, kissing her on the head.Didn't he learn? I believed I had put him in his place twelve years ago, but I guessed he just couldn't pass off a chance to irritate me, only that it did more than irritate me; it made me want to bash his skull constantly with a hammer until there was nothing left but scrambles of brains and then broken skulls and oozing blood.I once enjoyed it, and now doing it twice didn't sound so bad.My eyes darted to Isabella's, who averted her gaze from mine almost immediately; she was scared...she knew she pissed me off. Crossed the fucking line this time... good.“Having fun?” I asked, corking up my eyebrow in his direction; he groaned with an eyeroll, pulling away from Isabella slowly, but still not enough space to my satisfaction.“I see you take my wife's silliness for interest. She's trying to r
ISABELLA'S POV.The underground mafia gathering is nothing short of a show off. The venue, a grand mansion with sprawling gardens and a dimly lit ballroom, illed with the most dangerous and influential figures in the mafia world.Just as soon as we both alighted from the car, I felt every pair of eyes latch onto my skin, but good. They wanted a show; I'd gladly give them one.“Remember... Don't make a fool of yourself, baby,” Luca mocked. Dropping a kiss against my earlobe, biting Sharply on it.I had drawn a loud hiss, gritting my teeth at his bold actions; my eyes shot to his defiant blue ones; he was enjoying this. I nodded. A smirk straddling my lips as we both pushed forwards, he could gloat all he wanted now; I was dying to see just how he'd react when I'm done with him tonight.A few steps into the hall, several feet approached Luca, each one bowing slowly to pay their respects to the don.“Isabella, love, I'm afraid I have to leave you by yourself for a minute. Do you think yo
ANTONIO'S POV.Whatever was going on between them sparked more intensity; I just stood there watching as they left. It made me filled with unease; I wanted something better. Darker.I couldn't spiral out of control, not now...not yet. I reminded myself Lucas saved my damned life. When Isabella's father had sent men to me, his men were around… and somehow in that unfortunate moment, Luca himself had saved me.Pierced their fucking brains, one after the other with a bullet, and then he spoke to me, telling me I could go.We were young back then, sixteen? Seventeen? I couldn't quite put a finger on it. Yet amidst all that, I knew how hard things could have been without him.Only when I didn't leave, I saw a broken boy, a boy without a soul…He was lost and needed all the companions he could get.I had watched as he killed those men, not a single fear. Hesitation or remorse on his face and then I pledge my loyalty to him, there and then.It screwed me over mentally finding out more about h
ISABELLA'S POV.I didn't just kneel there like everyone, or anyone, would have expected. I stormed, bolting level of fast,I stormed into the bathroom, plunged my fingers down my throat to puke every last bit of cum and then breakfast I had on the plane right out of my lungs, then I scrubbed every inch of my skin ruthlessly, seething as I did, staring at my darned reflection in the mirror.How could I have fallen? Lost myself to the idiocy of whatever silly games we were playing? All I wanted to do was listen and then bite on his cock...make him writhe in pain.But I didn't.I foolishly... Like the whore he called me, I put his cock to a state of euphoria, and did I hate him? Yes… did I still hate him? Yes... worse, I hated him with burning fury in ways that I never had before.Yet, it was wrong, but so right. I didn't stop because I wanted to suck that big cock of his; one look at his throbbing dick and I lost it, spiraling out of control.And seeing the beads of precum shining on t







