Ezra rubbed his erection against my ass. It was still slippery from the lube Asher had fingered my backside with. “Relax, bride. We have prepared you enough to take it, but if you don’t relax, it will hurt.” He kissed my neck. I felt the hair on my body stand up. My heart thudded as I realized wha
Similar ecstasy built up in my body like it had before, but this time, it was a lot more intense. And with Asher kissing me now and then, I could no longer think. “Oh god!” I cried. “Not god, baby. We are your demons,” Ezra growled, pounding faster. “Call my name, Xanthea,” Asher groaned and a ti
[Xanthea] Ezra stood motionless. His knuckles cracked as he curled his fingers into a tight fist. A chill quavered down my spine as he turned around, his glare stripping nerves right off my skin. The surrounding air grew thick with an ominous tension. “This has never happened before. I warned you
My cheeks instantly flushed up. I didn’t know how I would look at myself in the mirror after going through everything I went through ever since I met the triplets. I still couldn’t believe how fast my life had made a backflip, somersaulted all its way until it jumped off the cliff. “By the way, I
[Xanthea] We walked through the luxurious corridors of the castle that were in shades of gray, white, black, and golden gothic aesthetics. Black and golden mostly dominated the decor. Same as my room. The floor I walked on was mostly covered with black marble, with intricate golden patterns carved
Cedric looked at Nesryn. Nesryn scoffed. Cedric looked back at me and continued. “She scoffs modestly. She has an active running business and also has a spy network reaching the celestial packs. Therefore, she is their favorite family member because she is useful. They say I’ll be useful to them on
[Xanthea] Taken aback, I gaped at the woman sitting in the wheelchair in her pristine aura — the High lady of the house and the triplet’s mother. Lady Demetria was dressed in a flowing, pure white gown. Her eyes were covered with a white blindfold. Every strand of her silky long hair was as white
She reached out her shaking fingers to my face. Lifting the hem of my gown, I kneeled on the floor in front of her wheelchair. I shut my eyes as her fingers traced every line on my face. The ringing silence prevailed. Her hand trailed down my face, over my chest. My heart pounded beneath the war