I’m on a wing and fucking prayer here because I never really know what she’s going to do next. Considering I was still fully clothed, pinning her gloriously naked, leaf-strewn body to the floor, it would appear to a passerby I was hurting her. That couldn’t be further from the truth. When our lips brushed, my heart shuddered, to the point I worried I could just collapse on top of her. I urged, in a low mutter. “I mean it, there’s a reason.” Cassandra tilted her face to the side, preventing me from kissing her lips, so I grazed her neck with a series of firm, rough kisses. “Talk to me, or I'm assuming you want me to stop. Now.” I'll release her instantly if she's changed her mind. I’m not out of control. Not yet. “So you could try and break me? Is that the reason?She's so wrong. So I returned to adoring her bare skin."Ah Ayr, oh Goddess, Ayr,” she groaned as I withdrew back down her body, her splayed open legs still kicking at my thighs. “Knew you wanted to be caught,” I tease
If something is too good to be true, you have to test it. There is no point believing in magic, dreams or wishes coming true. Ayr has forcibly blown my world apart. My ability to think rationally is in shreds. My mate is pure desire in every form. Not just that huge blonde figure of his, but his scent has this peculiar way of heating me. Just looking at him, even in that cold seawater, when I caught his scent, my body warmed from head to toe. The way his eyes lit up like beacons when he chased me. The pure strength in his grip, it left me breathless. Possessed and devoured by his powerful grip, but it was all for me. To make me feel like I might rocket straight off the beach. Why did the mere idea of being chased by him leave my legs weak. I dropped into those waves. My legs gave way. There was no crafty tactic behind it.Now, with his white shirt draped over me, I can study his bare, toned body and admire every inch of him. There’s a lot to take in. His huge chest is acting like
I had her. My mate, in my arms, blissfully resting her head against my chest and I ruined it. The more desperately I reached for her, the worse the situation became. What I see as protection, she sees as imprisonment. My natural desire for facts act as confirmation to Cass that she cannot trust me. Our sparks into life when we spar. Chasing her down, I got to experience the purest form of pleasure. Hearing her break down into ragged sobs of ecstasy under my touch. Trusting me with her body, if not her heart. Is a mate meant to leave you completely off balance? What about the matebonds that are just two people living in gentle harmony? Why has the Goddess given me a mate that leaves me practically stammering a foolish offer to put her in a box and smuggle her out? I even offered to abdicate! I meant it though. Standing on that shoreline, alone with nothing but her fading scent I finally have a purpose. I’ve fought to preserve Volare for my father. For everyone who looks up to me.
Turns out heartbreak is excellent fuel. I barely slept. Nothing matters now, only the demise of Elle. If I keep riding Pepper across the country, barely stopping for anything other than to drop off traitorous papers, then I won’t think of him. That night, on my way back to my small fishing hut, tears brimming, I ripped his white shirt from my body and shoved it underneath the heavy metal chainmail left by the shore. The next day, they were gone. Ayr didn't follow me. He’d retrieved his shit and left me the hell alone. Fine. Good. He can take his useless offer and go jump in the sea. Or into Elle’s bed. Whatever he wants to do. Playing it tough is hard when everything hurts. Being so close to him, even for just a few hours, had inflamed my wolf beyond anything I’d ever felt before. To switch off and deny that surging excitement left me battling the darkest of thoughts. Proving my innocence had never felt further away. Ayr’s doubt in me inflamed the next few leaflets. The packho
Thundering into the night with Pepper, my first instinct is to go back into hiding.. But that option has vanished tonight. I stand out to anyone who happens to be awake at this hour, my purple gown billowing into the wind on my grey horse. Plus, I’m tired of playing dead. I was given this chance by Beta Marcus. I can’t waste it. Back when I nuzzled into the solid warmth of his chest, Ayr told me how he has just his three Betas to count on. He knows he’ll have a host of advisors during his reign, but those three are as reliable as the stars. I don’t know where he’s expecting these other advisors to come from, I heard he killed them all when he took over. I don’t have a constant, dependable person I could trust with my life. But for once it’s not making me sad. Instead, Im fresh with adrenalin from surviving whatever the hell Elle had planned for me.“Come Pep, let’s fucking do this,” I whisper, clicking my heels and pulling a sharp turn. Leaping over a series of fences I feel like
My wedding day is looming. Just under four weeks to go. The entire cliff house is draped in long white and black fabrics to protect the new stonework. It reminds me of a shroud. Elle has declared that if the new carvings are wet, it will ruin the white effect she wants.The temptation to remind her the packhouse is a cliff face and meant to get wet is incredible but I don’t think I’ve found my fiance’s sense of humour yet. I dread to think how much it has cost. I don’t trust a single person inside this crumbling cliff. I’m only here because the longer I spend in Kallio, the more opportunities I have to try and find out the truth about what happened over four years ago. Most contract marriages just happen. The treaty is signed, and the couple lead their lives as required. Elle seems determined to make this a romantic match. It’s a ludicrous dance. Even if she does not know I am mated to her sister, she must know there is no romance on my part. It’s a contract. Nothing more.Raphael
Watching the bridge descend gave me such a rush. Finally, I’m thinking clearer, sharper. Not indulging the stupid rash impulses that saw me nursing broken fingers and running down alleyways. Kissing Alphas out of nowhere. I had a concrete plan and saw it through. Even better, I have information. Elle was sneaking over this bridge, fooling me and my father into believing she was just a clingy little gossip. The idea of her contact being Ayr is remains hard to stomach. It would tie up with so much but my wolf protests at accusing Ayr too quickly. The man who planned my downfall being the man who I regret turning away on an hourly basis? Time is of the essence. Elle will soon plan her vengeance. Cesar is already searching, who else might she send? There is a real risk that the guard, Edgar, could sprint home to his family and vanish. I handed over more than enough gold. He was glancing back at Pemberton in fear whilst I threatened him. There can’t be that many Edgar's surely? Shit
“What the fuck?” I snapped, flinging the covers back with whiplash speed. In the dark of the room I could just make out Elle’s curves.With my cock standing to full attention I looked down the length of the bed in horror. Her dazzling amber eyes and smirking red lips were all I could see. It would be cruel to point out the way she had positioned herself, my dick obscured the bump in her nose. Almost perfection. But nowhere near.For a painful second, my entire body lunged in furious desire. It was so fucking close to being her. In the dark of night, a swirl of shadows and illusion, there are only the tiniest percentages between them. But I know. I don’t need my wolf to tell me this shit will never happen. “MOVE!” I yell as her sigh of frustration brushes against my groin again. I’m not entertaining this for a second longer. "Get the fuck off me!"I’m physically recoiling, dragging my pants back up and standing from the bed in less than a second.Elle crawls up the mattress and lies