INICIAR SESIÓNSeraphina's POV"Please what?" He sucked my clit between his lips and pulled, and my vision went white at the edges."Please don't stop, please let me come, please I need—"He pushed three fingers inside me and curled them hard while his mouth worked my clit, and I came so fast it caught me off guard. My whole body locked and my wrists strained against the silk and the orgasm crashed through me in sharp contractions that had my thighs clamping around his head and my hips grinding against his face.He pulled his mouth away and climbed up my body while I was still shaking, and before the aftershocks finished he pushed inside me in one stroke and the intrusion on top of the orgasm made me scream again, louder than before, my voice breaking on his name while he drove deep into my still-clenching pussy."I love you." He said it with his cock inside me and his hands braced on either side of my bound wrists and his eyes locked on mine. "I love you, Sera."He'd never said it before. Not in th
Seraphina's POV He pushed into me in one long stroke and I watched my own face break apart in the mirror. My mouth dropped open and my eyes went half-shut and my fingers clawed at the vanity while he filled me inch by inch, my walls stretching around him, the drag of his cock against my g-spot pulling a moan out of me that echoed off the high ceilings.He could hear me. For the first time, he could actually hear me without a hand over my mouth, and the sound I made when he bottomed out stopped him dead."Say that again." He gripped my hips and pulled back slow. "That sound. I've never heard you that loud."He thrust back in hard and the moan that ripped out of me was raw and unrestrained and so loud the windows rattled. I could hear myself and I could see myself and the combination of sound and sight was overwhelming because there was no hiding, no muffling, no pretending this was anything other than what it was."Louder." He started fucking me with long hard strokes, watching my fac
Seraphina's POV The words sent a flush of heat down my spine that pooled between my legs. He wasn't talking about tenderness. He was talking about replacing her, rewriting the room with my body, and the possessiveness in his voice turned my knees soft.He walked me backward toward the vanity. Not the bed. The vanity, with its gilded mirror and Octavia's perfume bottles lined up across the surface and her silver hairbrush lying on the polished wood.My hips hit the edge of the vanity and the perfume bottles rattled. He turned me around.I was facing the glass. My own reflection stared back at me in the firelight, flushed and wide-eyed with my lips parted and my chest rising fast, and behind me Dax's face appeared over my shoulder, his eyes locked on mine."Look at yourself." His hands gathered my hair and swept it to one side, baring my neck. His mouth found the spot below my ear and his teeth grazed the skin there while his eyes stayed on mine in the mirror. "I want you to watch."Hi
Seraphina's POVOctavia left the next evening, and she made sure the entire pack watched her go.We'd met in the chamber the night before, the usual way, candle and passage and his hands on me in the dark. But he'd been distracted, his kisses landing between whispered plans about the following night, about Octavia's departure, about the Alpha's chambers.He'd pulled me against his chest after and told me exactly how to find the room, tracing the route on my bare back with his fingertip like he was drawing a map on my skin. Right at the branch, forty steps, spiral staircase up, iron door.I'd memorized the directions the way I memorized everything about him, with my whole body.Now I stood in the courtyard watching his wife leave and counting the minutes until I could replace her.The carriage was pulled up to the front entrance of the pack house instead of the side gate, which meant every servant, every guard, and every wolf in the courtyard had a clear view of the Luna's departure.S
Seraphina's POV "Come." I pressed my thumb under the head and stroked fast. "Come on me. I want to feel it."He came with a groan he buried in my neck, his cock pulsing in my hands while hot spurts of his release landed on my inner thighs and my stomach and the ruined papers beneath me. His hips jerked forward with each pulse and I kept stroking him through it, milking every drop while he shook against me.We stayed like that with his face pressed into my neck and his softening cock in my hands, both of us breathing too hard for the middle of the afternoon in a room where anyone could knock."Clean up." He pulled back and grabbed a cloth from the side table, the one meant for wiping ink spills. "You can't walk out of here smelling like me."I took the cloth and wiped his release from my thighs and stomach while he tucked himself back into his pants. The cloth came away damp and dark and I folded it over twice and shoved it to the bottom of the waste bin where no one would think to lo
Seraphina's POV I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him between my legs. "Don't you dare stop."He didn't kiss me again. Instead he pushed my thighs apart with both hands and looked down at where my dress had ridden up, at the thin fabric of my underthings darkened with wetness, and the sound he made was low and guttural and not quiet enough for a room with thin walls."You're soaked through." His thumb traced up the inside of my thigh, slow and deliberate, stopping just short of where I needed him. "I can see it through the fabric. You've been walking around the pack house like this all day?""Since breakfast." My hips tilted toward his hand and I couldn't stop them. "Since your wrist. Since you stopped talking and the whole table watched and I had to pretend I didn't know why."He hooked one finger under the edge of my underthings and pulled them to the side, and the cool air of the study hit my exposed pussy and made me gasp. He looked at me spread open on his desk with my
Seraphina's POVI should have pushed him away or screamed or fought, but instead I kissed him back with three days of pent-up desperation pouring out of me.His tongue pushed into my mouth and I moaned against his lips and my hips rolled against him chasing the friction I'd been craving since that
Seraphina's POVThree days.It had been three days since I ran from the garden with my robe clutched around my body and my heart pounding so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. Three days since I locked myself in my room and scrubbed my skin raw trying to wash away the feeling of his hands on me
Dax’s POVMy hand was still wrapped around my cock when the last memory hit.The torch flaring to life. Light flooding the garden. Her going stiff in my arms and shoving me away so hard I stumbled backward.I came with a snarl ripping out of my throat, spilling over my fist in hot pulses while my l
Seraphina's POVHis mouth found mine and I was lost.I kissed him back before I could stop myself, my hands fisting in his shirt and pulling him closer while his body pressed me back against the desk. His tongue slid against mine and I moaned into his mouth and every promise I'd made to myself shat







