LOGIN“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
“You’re not supporting her neck or butt,” I say to Archer. “She won’t stop – ugh – moving!” Mia is squirming violently now. She’s about to slip out of Archer’s grasp when I swoop in and snag her. She immediately relaxes in my arms. She presses her palm to my cheek in a silent thanks. “You were
I whip around and glare at him. “Slaves?” I growl. “What the fuck?” Archer merely shrugs. “It’s an ancient Hayes tradition,” he says. “All employees are members of the Hayes Court of Slaves. It’s a highest mark of honor.” “Fuck you,” I hiss and shove his chest. “I’m not wearing this shit.” “Yo
Archer takes me through the pyramid like he’d rather do anything else. He points at doors and tells me what they are and adds if I have access to them. Neil’s room. Off limits. Gym and combat facilities. Off limits. My room. So, so off limits. Library. Off limits. “Is anything actually on
I run my hand over a sweater then furrow my brow. My actual clothes are gone. I whirl around. Archer and I are chest to chest. He blinks twice and steps back a bit so were no longer touching. “Where’s my stuff?” I snap. “The grey stained rags?” Archer scoffs. “Please. You’re not wearing those.”







