Se connecter“Maybe, but he’s worth it, and so are you.” She nods, he lifts her chin, “What did you and Greyson talk about back at the hospital?” She smiles and nods thoughtfully.“I asked for a favour, and he obliged.” He raises an eyebrow, and she stands up, running her hands over his stomach. He licks his lip
“It’s perfect. Crown Prince of the Wolves of France, Damien de Laurant.” George chuckles and kisses her temple, they’d done it, she’d done it. “Welcome to the world, Damien.” Grayson and the midwife are both very happy with Damien’s health and once they’ve done all the paperwork to register his birt
“Why?” she lowers the sheet.“She’s just very dilated for this early on with your first.” She moans, “Doesn’t matter, just means this might be a lot quicker than normal for first timers.” Celine grips his knees and groans loudly, “But it will still take time. Do you want pain relief?” Celine shakes
“It’s perfect and wonderful. Just like you.” George smirks, agreeing with her aunt, Celine nods then sighs,“I’m afraid we should be heading home now. I’m mentally and physically exhausted.” They nod, and hug her goodbye, with a promise to catch up properly once things have calmed down a bit. George
Archie was a vampire regent; he lived in the forest nearby. He had been a friend to Celine’s mother. He looks like he could be thirty but no one knows how old he actually is, but he had mentioned millennia at some point. He’s lean and tall, with pale skin, a thin nose, and full lips. His round eyes
Celine had fallen asleep in George’s arms on the walk back to the chateau, and Nate, Lara, Fi and Sammy sit in front of them to keep people back until she wakes up of her own accord. He can’t help but watch her, her nose twitching every so often and the way her fingers would clench and unclench at h
“Well, they’re a few days away, depending on what they are…” She nods sighing,“I couldn’t tell and I didn’t want to dig too deep. I don’t want to stretch that far again, not if it affects my breathing.” He smiles and nods, kissing her temple softly,“We’ll tell Seb that they might turn up, but ther
The kisses are quick, allowing them to breathe, but she starts to trail them down his neck to his shoulder. He moans softly and lifts her off him, letting her sit on his legs as he feels the culmination of their efforts seeping from her and over his legs. He groans softly and reaches for his discard
“What’s happening?” Celine smirks,“I’m in heat.” she shrugs, “Seb and George can smell it, and I’ll need to spend some time with George soon, to alleviate the symptoms. But I need to know when these people are coming, and we need a plan in case we’re… indisposed at the time.” She looks up at George
She spreads her hips as wide as she can, and he rumbles into her clit as he nips and sucks at it. Drawing circles around it with the tip of his tongue. He takes his time, but she needs so much more, she whimpers and grinds her hips into his face and fingers still thrusting into her fast and deep,“G







