เข้าสู่ระบบIrinaHe dragged me down another hallway and shoved open a heavy set of double doors. The freezing night air hit my face instantly. We stepped out onto a wide stone balcony overlooking the lower courtyard of the keep.The noise was deafening. Massive, roaring firepits cast the entire courtyard in a violent, flickering orange glow.He released my wrist and stepped directly behind me. His heavy hands clamped down firmly on my shoulders, forcing me to stand near the stone railing and look over the edge."Look at them," he commanded right by my ear.I looked down into the courtyard, and my breath completely left my lungs.It was an absolute, unrestrained spectacle of raw, primal sex. There were easily over a hundred wolves down there. The vast majority of them were completely naked, their clothes discarded in the snow or thrown over the wooden tables.Right below the balcony, bathed in the firelight, a massive warrior had a woman pinned back against a heavy oak table. He had her legs hook
IrinaYou ever feel a sound before you actually hear it? That heavy, rhythmic vibration that starts in the soles of your feet and crawls straight up the marrow of your bones?That’s what the Ironmaw drums were doing. I was standing perfectly still in the center of my guest quarters, staring at the cold stone wall, but my entire body was humming. The low, relentless thump-thump-thump of the celebration outside was bleeding through the floorboards.I walked over to the wooden washbasin and plunged my hands into the freezing water. I splashed it over my face, my neck, and my chest, scrubbing my skin until it turned a raw, blotchy red. I wanted Torin’s pathetic, panicked sweat off me. I wanted the smell of his cheap lavender oil completely gone.I grabbed a rough linen towel and dried off, throwing it onto the floor. I stood there naked, shivering from the draft, but the freezing air wasn't doing a damn thing to put out the fire burning between my legs. My cunt throbbed. It was a heavy, d
Irina"She will do exactly what I tell her to do."Torin paused, his hands freezing right over the gold buckle of his trousers. He looked up at me with red, watery eyes, completely unhinged by his own terror. "How?" he asked, his voice cracking horribly in the freezing air of the guest quarters. "She ordered us out, Irina. Fenris ordered us out. We have no guards, we have no political standing, and we have absolutely no leverage. We have nothing but a carriage and a guaranteed death sentence waiting for us the second we cross the southern border."I looked down at him sitting on the edge of the bed. I could still feel the sticky, unimpressive residue of his climax between my thighs, a frustrating reminder of just how soft and useless he truly was. He was a civilized southern lord who only knew how to navigate the whispered rumors of a royal court, completely folding the second he was faced with the raw, brutal reality of the North.He genuinely believed we had nothing. He honestly tho
IrinaHe increased his pace, his fingers digging slightly deeper into my skin, but there was no real power behind it. There was no feral aggression. He was a civilized southern lord. He was soft.My mind started to race, rapidly calculating my survival.Torin was right about one thing. King Aldric was going to slaughter us. The moment we rode back through the gates of Valdris and delivered the news that the political marriage was a complete sham, Aldric would execute me. He wouldn't care that Sera had gone rogue. He would blame me for losing control of our daughter.But I didn't lose control. I gritted my teeth as Torin thrust into me.Sera wasn't just a rogue princess anymore. She was a monster. She had orchestrated a political murder and a massive cover-up right under the noses of the entire northern territory.And she used me to do it.Sera had blackmailed me. Sera was no longer the weak victim. She was the Luna. She held significant power in this frozen wasteland. The people cheer
Irina"Lock the damn door, Torin."I didn't turn around to see if he obeyed. I heard the iron latch drop with a loud, final clank.I stood in the center of the guest quarters, my chest heaving, the freezing air of the room instantly biting through the thin silk of my under-dress. I ripped the heavy, fur-lined cloak off my shoulders and let it drop onto the dirty stone floor. I despised this place. I despised the smell of burning pine, wet fur, and that stinging smell seemed to be permanently baked into the walls of this barbaric fortress.But right now, I despised my own body even more.My hands were shaking. I pressed my palms flat against the cold stone of the fireplace mantel, trying to steady my breathing. My skin was flushed hot. My heart was hammering a frantic, erratic rhythm against my ribs.I had just stood in the snow and watched my daughter—my compliant, weak, sacrificial pawn of a daughter—hike up her dress and bare her ass to a feral monster. I watched her demand a public
Sera"Every fucking inch.""Yes," I breathed out, my voice raspy.He started moving again, but he didn't return to the brutal hammering. He pulled his hips back agonizingly slow. I felt every single thick vein on his cock drag against my sensitive walls. He pulled almost all the way out, letting the blunt, purple head hover right at my wet entrance.My pussy throbbed, completely empty and aching for a full second.Then he pushed forward, gliding back inside me with a slow, deliberate, heavy grind. He didn't just slide straight in; he rolled his hips upward at the very end of the thrust, making the thickest part of his shaft scrape directly against that sensitive spot at the roof of my pussy.My eyes rolled back into my head. A loud, sharp gasp tore out of my throat."Right there," he grunted, feeling my violent reaction.He did it again. Slow pull out. Then pushed back in heavily grinding against that sweet spot. With every deep push, my bare back slid up the wet, jagged stone of the
Sera"It’s getting pretty hot in here," Mina said.The shawl hit the floor before I could catch it. I immediately pulled my arms across my chest, hunched forward to hide the plunge of the neckline. Fenris’s eyes didn't just look at me; they felt like they were stripping away the last of the silk. I
SeraThe flush on my face was so hot I thought it might actually leave a burn. I didn't look at Fenris, but I could feel the space he took up in the room. The dream was still stuck in my head—the sound of his name coming out of my mouth like a prayer."I asked if you were okay," he repeated, his vo
SeraThe hallway was warmer than I expected. The stone walls seemed to breathe heat, a low radiation that took the edge off the draft. It was a good thing, considering the dress Fenris had forced on me barely covered the essentials.Mina walked beside me, her boots clicking rhythmically on the floo
SeraWhat was I thinking going into the water? I’d never taken a swimming class in my life. Even when my mother brought in a personal tutor for both me and Lyra back at the palace, I’d mostly ditched the lessons to plan my escapes. Now I was paying for it. It felt like an hour of drowning. Hot wate







