-CLEO’S POV* “What are you doing here?” “I brought lunch,” Blayne spoke in a hypnotic tone, lifting his right hand with the brown paper bag and putting it down. The entire time, he stood in place drooling over the sight of my pink dripping pussy. He licked his lips and his tongue stayed between them. “Hmm,” I seductively bounced my eyes to his awakened crotch. “I told you to stay at work.” Every fiber in me sprang high with arousal and excitement. “You asked for tampons and I thought maybe you needed them urgently so I quickly went to the store and got a few.” He lifted his other arm with the full shopping bag as he went on, “You did not mention the brand but I got as many options as possible.” His lustful gaze on my open pussy has it throbbing for his attention. He made the cutest frown. “How could you party without me?” “It’s my body.” My comment sank his demeanor a tad bit. Lust prevailed and he licked his lips again. I do not close my legs. It was clearly an open invitation.
- CLEO'S POV - “You cheated!” I swatted his chest.With a strong 'V' grip of his palm under my chin, he tipped my head to the side, exposing my neck. My breath hitches, and he lowers his sharp canines. My wolf does not allow me to pull away. She's a real sucker for him. My heart pulsed a rhythmic pattern of drum rudiment when they scratched the surface of my skin. I bit my lip, anticipating being marked.He shifted his mouth to my ear, leaving my neck unmarked. “Wouldn’t you like to cum too?”“Yes, please.” I widened my legs, revealing my slick-painted pussy that was ready for his cock.“Well?” His voice was a swift-cutting sword of pleasure that sliced at my resistance as he murmured low and dangerously.His handsomeness was almost succeeding in his attempt to subdue me. Denying him was beginning to feel unbearable. Our breaths mix and I yearn to fuse our bodies into one flesh.“I’m yours.” The magical words finally graced his ears.Next, he stepped out of his jeans and boxers that
-CLEO'S POV- Why would visitors be here? Being cautious, I went into defense mode and prudently strolled over to the door. I peeked through the peephole and saw a sophisticated man and stylish woman standing with Zoe in the center. Who were they? I opened the door halfway and the classy youthful woman smiled brilliantly at me. Her brown eyes sparkled with glee as she tucked stray strands of her wavy burgundy brown hair behind her right ear. The sexy black double-breasted, slim-fitted two-piece suit with stilettos that she wore, put together well with the black purse in her hand made her able to turn any man’s eye. While the suave man was dressed in a monochromatic ensemble of a solid black formal shirt and pants, looking me up and down, scrutinizing me. Though he had ash-brown hair and light beige eyes, his face was vaguely familiar. "Why the fuck do you have my daughter?" I was prepared to mutilate them whether they were aristocrats or not for interfering with my daughter. Tog
-CLEO’S POV- “Hello, Gamma Female. My name is Malik.” He bowed, “Gamma Blayne instructed me to deliver this to you.” In his hands was a large brown enclosed cardboard box. He raised his hands and I took it. Zoe tiptoed inquisitively, thinking that would have been enough height to help her to see what was inside. I chuckled. “Thank you, Malik.” The box was heavier than Malik made it seem. “Has Blayne returned?” “No ma’am. He is out of territory with the Alpha.” Malik politely replied and delved into his shirt pocket to hand me a card. “This is my number, alongside two of our Senior Elites. We are here to serve you should you need anything until our Gamma returns.” “Zoe, honey, could you take the card for me?” I peered down at her and she obeyed. Malik smiled at her and bowed to me. “Gamma Cleo.” Once his head was raised, he disappeared in a split-second flash. I closed the door with my right foot and went to the long leather couch with Zoe sitting opposite me. My pinkie nail pu
-CLEO’S POV-After messing with Darlene, I wondered how Blayne would react when the news got out. Malik reluctantly came with me. I did not give him a choice in the matter. He whined pathetically that escorting me to the fetish club might result in Blayne killing him. Additionally, I had breached confinement, which would be another scale of punishment for him. Nervously, he stood by and watched me serve the bitch up a torturous session.See, I replied to her email and told her that I’d be at the fetish club and at what time. I figured that Blayne was very dominant in the bedroom and so I ordered her to make preparations for me. She had to inversely handcuff herself to the end of the bed facing down.Wearing a mask, as directed by Malik, I arrived with a whip in my hand. Malik handled the bouncers at the front of the detached three-story building. I had on tight-fitted high-waist black jeans and a black corset top. My blonde hair was loosely down and combed back, and minimal makeup.Fr
-CLEO’S POV- Two days passed before I saw Blayne again, a little past midnight. My heart did somersaults of happiness when Blayne's scent pummeled through the apartment. The front door opened and closed. I jerked up in bed like an anxious kitten, impatient to see him. “Hi baby,” he said upon entering the bedroom and headed straight to the bathroom, closing the door. No greeting kiss, humph. My eyes narrowed at his eccentric behavior. Was that all the greeting he was going to give me? It seemed distant and chilling. I chewed the gums of my inner cheek while waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. He took the longest shower ever! Finally, he was done and came out half-dry in a white towel. I tried not to linger on how amazing his body was. My skin jumped and tickled with excitement every time he moved. At last, his gaze fell on me. Those hypnotic brown eyes ….oh goddess, they affected the course of my heartbeat and I yearned for him to dominate me. Ground-shaking flutters eme
-BLAYNE’S POV- “What are you doing?” The early morning sun was already up when I came home from patrolling the borders to find Cleo packing her suitcases in the closet. All three were open as she went back and forth with clothes from the hanger and drawers. She was freshly showered in a blue and white striped camisole top and blue jeans shorts. Smelling heavenly, her hair was in a messy bun on top. I could gawk at her forever in amazement. It’s fucking insane how everything she does makes me want to compliment her. “I am moving out.” She moved around in the closet gathering her clothes from the hangers. “Why?” Stunned, I grasped her arms to hold her still. My heart was breaking and my wolf howled inside of me. The mate bond snagged at me with a burning gash. She rolled up the yellow yoga pants in her hands and dropped it into the suitcase. “It’s not fair for me to continue the living arrangements when my people are lacking on many levels. It’s causing a rift between us. I should b
-BLAYNE'S POV- Cleo was angry with me. She was frustrated with the interval in the integration process. More of her people came down from the mountains today. Those were the injured ones who had partially recovered and could make the journey. It’s been three days since I returned with Jasmine from Crimson Hyde Pack. She was Curtis’ mate who connected Chloe to the witch of the Starfall Enchanted Sisters coven. Had Vance been there, she would have died instantly. Alpha Virgil pleaded on behalf of his Beta Astrol for leniency to spare her life. He hoped that the brotherly bond would have awarded some benevolence. Since the witch queen, Ophelia, felt obligated to defend her species, Vance mostly maintains Jasmine's life in order that she might testify in support of the murder accusations against the witch. Chloe’s actions were unforgivable. I looked forward to being an uncle and of course, training him under Vance’s watch. Now that the baby was gone and the funeral held, an ominous cl