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Fifty-Four

作者: Billiejo Priestley
last update 最終更新日: 2025-08-14 04:25:11

Killian POV

I slow even more, watching her face. Her cheeks are streaked with tears now, and it’s not from pain. It’s from the frustration, the aching need I’ve wound so tightly in her that she’s trembling from it. I kiss the wetness from her cheek and pull out of her completely.

She makes a broken sound, her body still rocking as if she’s reaching for what’s suddenly gone.

“On your knees,” I say, my voice low.

Her eyes widen, but she moves, settling in front of me on the bed. Her chest is heaving, her lips parted, and I can still see her thighs trembling.

“Killian…” she breathes, her voice a mix of need and question.

I take her chin in my hand, tilting her head up. “You’re staying right on the edge until I decide otherwise. But you’re going to make me feel what I’ve been holding back.”

She swallows hard but nods. My trousers are already loose from before, and she pushes them down, her fingers brushing over me, making my own control falter for a heartbeat.

Her mouth wraps around me,
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Soo glad that he sent his evil spawn away & is now putting Rosa in her place.
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    Killian POVHer body burns under mine, trembling, soaked, and begging for relief, but the moment my knot swells and locks us together again, I realize it isn’t enough. Not even close.She clings to me, her nails scoring my back, her eyes glassy, her lips trembling against my cheek as she gasps for air. And still the bond hums, furious and wild, demanding more. She’s not easing. She’s not softening into the aftermath of release like a wolf should.My wolf howls, satisfied with the knot, but I can feel it, the truth that neither of us can deny. Aurora is still burning. The fae blood inside her won’t relent.I press my mouth to her ear, my voice rough with strain. “Aurora… I’m trying. I’m giving you everything. But it’s not working.”Her body bucks against mine, her hips grinding as though she could pull me deeper still. I grip her tighter, burying my face in her neck, breathing her in until my chest aches. “I’m not fae. I can’t give you what your magic is demanding. But I won’t leave yo

  • Forbidden Mated To My Mother's Husband   Sixty-One

    Aurora POVI don’t know what’s happening to me. My body feels like it’s on fire, the heat twisting through my veins until every breath is a battle. The urge is unbearable and feral. I want to climb onto Killian right here at the table, even with my mother beside me. It’s madness. I thought once a wolf was pregnant, there was no heat, no cycle.But this doesn’t feel like something I can fight.My food sits untouched in front of me. At first, I managed to pretend, to hide behind the excuse of not being hungry. But when Killian sat down, the hunger turned into agony. Every shift of his body, every scrape of his fork, sends another rush of need between my thighs. I can’t think straight. I can’t breathe.“May I be excused, please?” My voice shakes.“You’ve not eaten,” my mother snaps, sharp and cutting, and I swallow hard.“You can leave,” Killian says, his tone final, his eyes burning into me.I don’t hesitate. I rush from the table, up the stairs, and slam the door shut behind me. My han

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    Killian POVI don’t sleep much. I can’t. Aurora lies curled against me, her breathing steady, her warmth seeping into me, and all I can do is stare at the ceiling, my mind turning over every possible plan.She’s pregnant, and while I can lie and claim it was a deal gone too far with a human client, the truth gnaws at me. It feels wrong, vile even, to cover her life in another deception. But the reality is worse. If anyone knew what she really was, what she really carried inside her, she’d be slaughtered before I had a chance to draw my sword.So I think, and I keep thinking until the dawn light seeps through the window.There’s only one clear step forward. That's to end my marriage with Rosa. The bond is already unraveling. I can feel it, the threads thinning until only a faint tether remains. If I don’t cut it now, Rosa will use it to drag Aurora down with her, and if she leaves this pack and takes Aurora with her, I’ll lose any chance of keeping her safe.When the sun finally breaks

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    Aurora POVKing? Surely that has to be some kind of sick joke. Me, the daughter of a king? My mother the mate of one? It doesn’t make sense. It can’t be true. I’m not special, I’m not important, and I’m definitely not royalty.I don’t look like it. I don’t sound like it. I don’t deserve it.Neither of us moves. Not that we could. His knot still binds us together, holding me in place while the weight of what I just heard crushes me.How could it be right? I’ve spent my whole life treated like a servant, like less than dirt under their shoes. A part of me wants to believe things might’ve been different if people had known who my father was. But the way he spoke, the fury in his voice, it wasn’t pride. It was fear. If people knew, I wouldn’t be saved. I’d be hunted.I listen to my mother’s footsteps fade down the hall before lifting my gaze to Killian. His face is shadowed, hard to read, but the bond between us pulses with tension.“Can you not feel her?” I ask, my voice low, almost afra

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    Killian POVNo one should come here. This side room off the living room is nothing more than storage for suitcases and old furniture. Whoever’s walking toward the living room doesn’t matter. I don’t care.I’ve held myself back too long, pushing Aurora over the edge while denying myself. My body’s on fire, my knot straining, and I can’t let her go without giving it to her. We both need it.My hand stays clamped over her mouth as my hips slam into hers, the slap of skin on skin echoing too loud in the narrow space. A groan slips from me anyway. I want her screaming, begging, shaking apart, but I know how reckless that would be.So instead, I grind deeper, dragging my cock slow and heavy inside her, holding myself there. She claws at me, her muffled whimpers heating my blood. Gods, I could stay buried in her like this forever, gri

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