로그인LUCIENThe elevator doors slid open with a soft ding, and I stepped into the quiet hallway leading to Scarlett's apartment. My heart pounded hard in my chest, each beat echoing the worry that had gripped me since her call.She hadn't sounded right; her voice was shaky and weak, like she was fighting to keep it together. “Lucien, please come,” she'd whispered, and that was all it took for me to bolt from the house, leaving breakfast and all its awkward tension behind. Maeve's heartbroken eyes flashed in my mind, but I pushed them away. Scarlett needed me now.I pulled out the spare key she'd given me ages ago and let myself in. The place was dim, curtains drawn against the gray morning light filtering through the rain-streaked windows. The air smelled stale, like no one had opened a window in days.That alone made my heart stutter.“Scarlett?” I called as I stepped inside.A faint rustle came from the bedroom. I hurried down the short hall and pushed the door open. There she was, cu
MAEVEI was sleeping, my body heavy and relaxed at the same time from the night before, when a warm, insistent pleasure stirred between my legs. My pussy was still very tender and sore from Lucien's thick cock stretching me wide, and now it was throbbing with a gentle heat. I moaned softly in my dream, shifting my hips, thinking it was just my mind bringing in echoes and feelings of last night's pleasure, a fantasy where his mouth was on me again.But the sensation built, the pressure against my folds growing, a slick tongue lapping at my entrance with slow, deliberate strokes. My breath hitched, a low 'mmh' slipping from my lips as wetness gathered, my clit swelling under the teasing touch. Then, a hot mouth sealed over my pussy, sucking hard on my sensitive nub, pulling a sharp cry from my throat.“Ahh!” And that was all I needed to yank me awake, my eyes flying open.There, between my spread thighs, was Lucien's face, his dark eyes gleaming up at me, his lips shiny with my arou
MAEVE“Ahhh—”Lucien’s kiss swallowed my breathy gasp as he pushed inside me, that first slow thrust stretching me open with a deliberate hardness that made my body jolt.Inch by thick inch, he sank in deeper, one deliberate, hard stroke that buried his cock to the hilt. My body jerked back against the mattress, another sharp 'ahh' escaping my lips, trembling with the fullness, my walls clenching around him instinctively.He pulled back almost all the way, eyes locked on mine, then drove in again, unyielding, another slow, powerful stroke that had me arching up, a soft whimper spilling out, 'mmph, fuck!’ as pleasure rippled through my core. Each time he bottomed out, my hips bucked involuntarily, that erotic jolt rippling through me, making my toes curl.Even through the haze of pleasure clouding my mind, I noticed the shift. This wasn't like before. Lucien and I have never fucked like this. There were furious slams, no bruising grip, and no dirty downgrading talk. It wasn't gentle
MAEVEThe rain started during dinner. It started as a light downpour and then turned into a heavy downpour, almost a ThunderStorm.By the time dessert was cleared, my mother was already coaxing me to stay the night, her voice warm, concerned. “That doesn't look like it's letting up anytime soon,” she said. “Your apartment's all the way across town, so don't you just stay the night? No sense driving in this mess.”I didn’t put up much of a fight. My place has been giving me the creeps lately, that uneasy feeling like eyes watching from the shadows, whispers in the vents. So, I agreed to stay for the night, not even thinking deeply that there was someone in this mansion I was actively avoiding. I showered and tried to wash the heaviness off my skin. When I stepped back into my room, a towel wrapped tightly around me, my breath caught.Lucien was there, lounging against the bedpost with his arms crossed over his broad chest, eyes fixed on me like he had been waiting.My heart slammed
LUCIEN“I will not do it,” The words came out sharper than I intended, clipped with restraint that was already running thin. My father looked at me like I had just spoken a foreign language.“Excuse me?” His brow cocked up in question. “I won’t do it, father,” I repeated. “I refuse to marry someone I don't love. It's not just about politics; it's my life you're gambling with.”“Love,” he scoffed. “That’s what you’re choosing to prioritize now?” He laughed humorlessly. “You’re a prince, Lucien,” he went on. “Not some lovesick pup chasing tail in the woods. Love is a weakness the council exploits. Prioritize the pack. It is your duty over some fairy-tale nonsense.” He threw his hands out in frustration.“That's exactly their game, father!” I shot back, pacing the room. “This isn’t even about romance. The council wants me tied to one of those women so they can watch and monitor me. They want someone who will watch my every move and report back. Whoever I marry becomes their eyes and
LUCIENI sat hunched over my desk in the study in front of my computer, sleeves rolled up and my jaw tight.My fingers flew across the keyboard, pulling up every scrap of data I could on John, his financials, travel logs, that bizarre chanting in the warehouse before his skull basically imploded from the inside. None of it added up. They refused to align, no matter how many times I rearranged the facts.What I knew for sure was this: something dark was pulling the strings here, this ghost person John couldn’t stop chanting about.And I needed to figure out whatever or whoever it was before it spiraled out of control, before it touched her again.A soft ping from the monitoring software snapped me out of it. One of my men had rigged cameras throughout her apartment the night I dropped her off.They were at discreet angles in the living room, kitchen, and her bedroom. Just a precaution, to keep tabs on any threats circling her. So far, the feeds had shown nothing but mundane quiet: he
MAEVEMy room looked like it had never been mine.Bare walls. An empty wardrobe. Suitcases stacked neatly by the door, boxes sealed and labeled. Every trace of me packed away as I had only ever been a guest here. I let out a slow breath, relief loosening something tight in my chest.I was leaving.
Auto Saved Word Count 118636: Future Sister in law24/70MAEVE“Maeve? You in there?” John’s voice called from outside the door.That voice sliced through the haze of our near-climax like a knife, yanking me back to reality. My body froze mid-thrust, every muscle tensing as Lucien's cock throbbed
MAEVEBy the time the car pulled up in front of my apartment building, all I wanted was a long shower and my bed. The kind that knocks you out before your head even hits the pillow. The kind that makes the rest of the world quiet while you drift into a dreamless abyss. My body ached in that dull,
LUCIENI stared at the laptop screen like it had personally offended me.The glow from the laptop washed my room in cold light, sharp against the dark walls, and my reflection stared back at me from the black border of the screen. Maeve’s absence had carved something ugly into my life. It was ever







