LOGIN“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
“I think I need to see your pack-doctor as soon as possible.” He frowns,“What? Did I hurt you?” he lifts her from the mattress and turns her, he studies her body carefully, then her face, she’s smiling. She bites her lips and shakes her head with a soft chuckle,“No, Gods, no. I need to be on the p
“It’s quite alright my dear. I have grown accustomed to it. I’m sure you will too in time.” She inclines her head and starts to serve the tea which has arrived. Celine takes her cup and saucer and tries to drink it daintily, copying Evangeline as best as she can. Her pinkie finger is out, but only a
She feels his tongue graze against her clit, and she shivers in anticipation. He puts one hand on her hip to keep her from bucking off the bench as he continues. He runs the fingers of his other hand slowly up the inside of her thigh. She sighs as he finds her entrance with his fingers again. He’s s
“I hate knowing that we women can hide things there. And yet, I love that I can just reach in and grab the shit these idiot bitches shove up themselves. It’s a weird power-trip. Believe me, I know.” Seb chuckles.“Yup, I’m just glad I didn’t have to do it. It feels dirty to even touch her.” She nods







