Another one (In DJ Khaled's voice) <3!
When Kendra finally stirred awake, she almost had a heart attack. For right beside her, Killian lay sleeping,Naked as the day he was born!She wanted to look away… Lord knows she really did, but for some reason, it was almost as though she was transfixed.Believe me, you would have been too had you been in her shoes.Killian was all muscle, plain and simple. From his hairless chest that rose and fell with each breath he took, to his sinewy abs and biceps.A silver necklace hung around his neck, bearing the Silvercrest family emblem, and his dark curls fell over his closed eyelids with lush eyelashes.Gods, was he beautiful.In her crazy, uncontrollable need to explore his body, her eyes trailed lower, and lower…And lower.And then she choked!For nothing had prepared her for the painfully, erect, and yet incredibly beautiful cock that stared right back at her. Looking back at her innocently as though it didn’t know what it was doing to her… as though it didn’t know that it was the
The Alpha and his Beta rode for hours nonstop, passing through towns and villages, through forests and cities. Kendra was exhausted, but she had lost so many hours because of the storm and she wanted to gain those hours back, meaning she just had to endure. And there was also the fact that she thought she could lose Killian somewhere along the way. But who was she kidding? He was always right behind her… if he wasn’t beside her, that is. Kendra had been ignoring him since the journey started, but from what she had observed, he seemed not to mind so much. The observation infuriated her so, but she tried not to think about it very much, thinking that if she managed to ignore him long enough, he’d leave her alone. And now she was hungry. They had just arrived in QYEPOE and it was already night time. Too late to do anything but check into an inn and get some very much needed rest. But unfortunately for them, all the inns they tried were filled to overflowing, courtesy of the annu
Killian stared the voluptuous, dark skinned, long haired beauty down, a smirk forming on his lips at the battle of wills that was about to rain down their heads. “Sleeping arrangements?” He repeated. “Kendra look around,” He gestured, “There’s nothing else to sleep in apart from the bed. There’s no room for argument, we’re going to have to put our differences aside and share.” “But the bed… it’s going to be a tight fit,” Kendra argued. “What exactly are you afraid of, Ken? Is it my touch?” Yes! She didn’t say that though. Instead, she said, “No, it’s not… it’s just that it’s not exactly proper for a man and a woman who aren’t married to share a room, much less share a bed.” “We’re not just some man and woman though, Ken… and you know it. Besides, we werewolves do not exactly mind,” The Alpha countered, looking every bit calm while his Beta looked so flustered, “But if you seem to have a problems with our sleeping arrangements, you can always choose to sleep on the floor. I could t
When Kendra woke up the following morning, Killian was nowhere to be seen.She didn’t really think much about it, choosing instead to head into the inner chambers and clean herself up in readiness for the day, but as she finally finished getting ready, only to realise he still wasn’t back, she felt her heart start to beat erratically against her chest.Had he decided to leave without saying goodbye?Was it because of what had happened yesterday?The female beta had to admit that she was quite hurt, but she quickly felt her heart hardening to steel.It was probably for the best anyway.Kendra made it to the door and turned the knob only to realise the door was locked with no key in sight.She tried to look for something… anything that would make sense of the situation, and that was when she found the parchment.Killian.That bastard!He had locked her indoors to go scout Alaric’s camp just like he had promised.At that point, Kendra just couldn’t contain her anger. A quick glance aroun
Red long tunics,Bald heads everywhere, no woman in sight. Kendra’s nose wrinkled in disgust.She was for sure going to have to rethink her decision of joining the troupes and find another plan instead.Because she knew that with her physical features, it was going to be an almost impossible feat to achieve.Perhaps she could go sneak into the camp as a maid?She wasn’t sure that would get her close to Alaric as fast as she wanted.And at this point she needed to win Alaric Macintyre's trust so much so that she’d become a confidante of some sorts to him. That way it wouldn’t be suspicious getting him disclose to her the name of his witch and seer, the woman who was rumored to be the most powerful witch in all of Axon.And then she would kill him of course.With her mind wandering far away the Beta’s thoughts strayed towards her friend, Artemis.Honestly speaking, the Redhead was the only reason why the quest had been made possible.Artemis had known a lot about the mysterious General
The tent was empty, not a single soul in sight. Books were stacked neatly on a desk of sorts, a special place in a corner reserved for armor, swords, basically artillery for battle, a makeshift bed in another corner, Kendra went outside, but the kind giant was nowhere to be found, and it was almost morn, but there was still a little bit of darkness in the skies. She felt excitement seep through her bones. She could go through his stuff! Nobody had to tell her twice. The female-beta went through the general’s stuff in a rush, trying to find anything that could give her a hint as to who he was. She needed to know how she was going to interact with him after all… and if she could obtain some information concerning the witch in the process, she told herself that maybe, just maybe, she’d start believing in the gods a little bit more, and so she ransacked, and ransacked, until she heard a low deadly, “Who are you and what are you doing in here?” The words caused her to freeze in her
Killian cursed for what was probably the hundredth time in that morning alone, maybe the thousandth, even. Damn humans and their many festivals! Everywhere was blocked to maximum, a real human traffic all around as naked men ran around, lashing elite, proper women of the ton… women of rank with shaggy thongs, simply because they had been foolish enough to believe that they who were barren would become fertile, and they who had managed to make it to pregnancy would have a safe delivery if struck, courtesy of some silly Lupercalian belief. If that wasn’t one of the craziest things Killian had ever heard, he didn’t know what else was. It was almost eight am, almost six hours after he had discovered than Kendra had snuck out on her own, and the Alpha was worried… for anything could happen in that long period of time. As it was now he was just praying that she was safe, holding herself up like he believed she could. The thing was, even with that belief, he was still afraid that she’d do
She needed to think! And fast if she wanted her head still fixed on her shoulders in the next couple of minutes, Or she could kill him? Now that was just another death sentence waiting to happen, because his soldiers were close, there was no way she was going to make it out alive. What lie could be convincing enough for the general to trust? She couldn’t believe that she had let her anger get the best of her like that. She had had a nice thing going, and then she just had to ruin it by slipping out of character at the least chance. And now the General wasn’t going to trust her again. Hell, even she wasn’t going to trust herself anymore at this point. As it was now, she had two choices, Come completely clean and risk dying anyway, Or try another lie and hope to the fucking heavens that she didn’t blow it to smithereens this time around. She decided to go with the second option. “No my lord, I am not a maid,” She admitted, taking on a more regal, elegant looking stance as she