~Omniscient POV Seliora opened her night gown, revealing her naked body to Aeron. Aeron’s first glimpse of Seliora’s pussy made his erect cock jerked, and he feared for a moment that it would go off. But it didn't. She dropped her gown and climbed onto the bed with him. It didn’t take long for him to take charge of the situation. He leaned against one of her legs, holding it in place against the bed. He spread her body, exposing her to his lustful gaze. Aeron did fast work to his clothes. In a matter of minutes, he was kneeling naked on the bed standing over Seliora. Seliora’s eyes gleamed at the sight of his Cock, sticking up fiercely from below his belly. It gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Aeron couldn't help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and as her cum soaked her pussylips. Aeron leaned closer and placed his thumbs against the puffy outer layer of her pussylips which were covered by downy, golden-red curls. As he s
~Omniscient The hall was thick with silence. The air carried the weight of expectation, of whispered judgments, of the countless eyes watching from the wooden benches and stone pews that lined the sacred chamber. Aeron stood tall at the altar, broad shoulders squared, his jaw tight. He had faced battles with bloodier stakes, but none felt as suffocating as the gaze of his people on this day. Seliora stood beside him, her gown white as winter frost, her veil delicate as spider silk. She was calm—serene, even—as though the storm that brewed in the room could not touch her. The wedding was scheduled just hours after he met the bride by Marius’ orders. He had no say in the matter and since the bride wasn’t against it, he just went with it. “Tonight,” the elder started, “we honor the goddess Selene. Under her gaze, we bless the union of Alpha Aeron Blackvale and his mate, Seliora Reed. Seliora Reed, do you take Alpha Aeron Blackvale to be your mate? To promise to love and take care of
~Eira The village slept in silence, wrapped in the hush that only came after a long day of labor. Smoke curled faintly from the last of the hearth fires, drifting into a sky thick with stars. I stood outside our cottage, cloak pulled tight around my shoulders, the night air cool against my skin. It was peaceful here—almost too peaceful. Sometimes I wondered if this quiet life was a dream, one I would wake from to find blood and fire waiting for me again. Ryan had a gift for pretending. He could smile like this life was enough, like we could stay here forever. But me? My heart always carried a question mark. The breeze shifted, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth. I inhaled deeply, trying to let it ground me. And then— My body stiffened. My breath caught. At first, I thought it was just dizziness, the kind that came from standing too long without eating. But it was more than that. My limbs… weren’t my own. My foot slid forward, then another, and another. A slow, deliberate w
~Ivy The sound of wood splintering echoed through the clearing as I hurled a ball of silver light forward. Kyle dodged left, his laugh sharp and cocky. “You call that aim?” he taunted, circling me the way he always did—like a wolf teasing prey. “Keep talking,” I muttered, heat building in my palm again. “You’ll eat dirt in a second.” His uncle, who still refused to give me a name ti call him by, watched from the shadows of the pines, arms crossed like a granite statue. His voice, when it came, was gravelly and firm. “Focus, Ivy. Control before power. Control is what keeps you alive.” I grit my teeth. Control. That word always felt like a chain around my wrists. The energy inside me was a wild tide—I couldn’t cage it neatly like Kyle. His uncle had told me it was because my power was endless, it had no bound so it was harder to contain while Kyle’s own was just blossoming so there was barely enough magic generated by his body to be contained. Kyle lunged forward, low and fa
~Aeron I found myself at Eira and Ryan’s door again. It had become a pattern—me stepping away from Obsidian to breathe, to let myself remember what mattered beyond the throne. Their new home was even more remote than the last, tucked away in a dense forest where the canopy shielded the sky. I was truly surprised that they offered to let me see where they were now staying, knowing how secretive they could be. A river ran nearby, not too far from their residence and the air smelled of moss and woodsmoke. Ryan greeted me first, his arms crossed but a smile twitching at his lips. “You’re late.” “I rule a kingdom,” I muttered, handing him the parcel of salted meat and cloth. “Forgive me for not galloping through the night to meet your exact schedule.” “Sarcasm won’t help you here.” Ryan frowned. “But it’s nice to see that you made it.” Eira appeared behind him, her hair loose. She looked tired, but there was peace in her face that I couldn’t find anywhere in Obsidian. “You stil
~Lyric The music thrummed low through the floorboards, a pulse that seemed to match the beat of my heart. Warm hands traced along my skin, lingering, teasing, making me arch into the touch. His breath was hot against my neck, lips brushing in that lazy, unhurried way that told me he knew exactly how much I hated to wait. I tangled my fingers in his hair, tugging until he gave a soft groan, the kind that vibrated against my throat. The tavern beyond the private room was loud—laughter, boots stamping, mugs clashing—but here, inside these four walls, it was just heat and closeness, the steady build of something reckless. He kissed me harder, and I let myself sink into it for a while, letting the noise fade, letting the ache rise. My nails grazed his back. His hands slid lower. I moaned, feeling him between my legs. I couldn't think about anything else. I just wanted to cum. He spread my lips with his tongue and started licking my clit. He was going slowly. Making circles on my pus