Peyton Gulping down the sudden lump stuck within my throat, I turn away from Killian with heat crawling on my cheeks. How can he say that so bluntly and raw? I can't believe he wants to get intimate with me. Does he think this will make me forget Lancelot? "Since I have known you, Peyton Barlowe, all that you've suffered is nothing but pain. You need to know pleasure as well," Killian rasps out from behind me. "Let me fuck you, Peyton. Forgive me if I am too vulgar with words," My mouth parts and sharp breath flows out because his words are having too much effect on me. "I'm leaving," I say, then start heading towards the door because my body is unconsciously pulling towards him. And if I stay here any moment, I'll have no option but to give him all of me. I am already a few steps away from the door when Killian walks towards the door, locks it, and presses his back to it, so I will be unable to leave. "You're naked, Peyton. You have only that shirt on. And how do you expect m
Peyton"Now, part those legs for me, Peyton," Killian commands authoritatively. "Let me bury my face in your sweetness and scent." And I heave deeply in my breath again from what he just said, but I find myself obliging."Like that, good." He flashes me a smug smirk, then rests his face on my vagina, heaving deeply inside of it with his hot breath. I am breathing really hard because this is the first time I am getting this treatment. I feel so high already, from the impact of his words and touches.Suddenly, he starts licking inside of me with his tongue, then accompanies his fingers with it as thrusts from his tongue goes further.There's this little trick he does with his tongue, that sends a tingling sensation on my ovaries and makes my legs vibrate.I am panting from lack or too much in take of breath, I can't tell. He licks further into me, putting his hands on halt. Then he begins sexing me with his tongue that I can't help but fork my fingers through his hair as I begin movin
PeytonThere's a bloodstain on the sheet covers, my blood when Killian's dick broke the bonds between my hymen.I swallow hard.How would Rein feel if she finds out?Not like she would, but I can't help thinking about how they're still together and I let him do as he pleases with me. He'll still go back to her, kiss her, and make love to her on this bed. After all, I am nothing to him. Will remain.Lancelot would probably be tossing in his grave now. Agitated that I betrayed him by sleeping with another man barely four weeks after his death. I was like a precious pearl to him when he was alive. I'll bet if someone had told him I'll sleep with another man after not mourning him for long, he'd have knocked the person's head off.Let the dead be the dead, Peyton. Freya says, trying to make me feel less rotten, but it does help.Biting down on my bottom lip in shame, I hold up the sheet covers to shield my body from Killian's gaze.Because he's looking at me like he wants to fuck me again
Two days agoPeyton"There's something you need to know, Pey." The tremble in Lancelot's voice gave out how shaken he was feeling, and I was forced to turn away from the gondola milk shelf to his frightened-looking face. It was late in the evening and we were at the town's mini-mall for grocery shopping."What's that?" I inquired curiously, as I tucked a fallen strand of hair behind my ear. Suddenly feeling unsettled."T-t-the vampires... they're plotting to do something to our pack." After stammering a little, he finally dropped the bombshell. "I overheard them making plans on how to kill our Alpha, and compel our untriggered wolves into doing their biddings. They want to dominate the werewolves, with our pack to begin with."I blinked, with a sickening feeling running through my gut as my brain fought hard to properly align the words of my mate, Lancelot."This is hard to believe, I mean I know how the Vampires are threatened b
Peyton Present. "It's time." The gruff voice of a man booms through the thick walls of the cold dungeon. My ear kicks in the rustling of keys, then the sound of the door that is being jerked open. In comes a scarred face brutal-looking man, with two of his companions - a man and a masculine woman. "Pick her up," He orders, shooting me daggers with his hard face. His name is Beisten, and he's the head guard of the Alpha's dungeon. I am roughly being pulled up by the woman, with the chains I am bound in, making noises as they dangle. "Sir, she's refused to eat since she was brought here." The woman informs the head man this, gesturing at the cup of stale milk which I suspected to have the urine of a rat, and then there's the bread which of course is half feasted on by rats. "Still won't talk yet?" Beistern inquires, grabbing hold of my chin and examining my throat which I know is completely red. After shoving several cups of hot tea down my throat to get me to talk, it was futil
Peyton"Speak!" Lancelot's dad roars, slamming his fist against the desk in front of him that it makes a cracking sound."Lancelot got killed by a vampire." I croak out, with my voice sounding as if I am making use of it for the first time."What?" The crowd chorus, with confusion evident on their faces.Raising my chained hand to push a strand of hair away from my face and tucking it behind my ear, I let out a low breath and then tip my head up to face everyone at this point because I am innocent."I didn't kill Lancelot. He got killed by a vampire on the night we went to a mall for grocery shopping." I explain, feeling a tad thankful that I can talk, and then keeping my expectations high on them believing me.Silence relapses in the air as everyone tries to process this."Bullshit, she's lying!" Someone hollers from the crowd and everyone starts talking at once."Why then did you choose to remain mute while being
Killian"What!?"The man only flinches on hearing my yell, with the chains he's bound in on dangling. He's shirtless, full of sweat, with the bruises on his body healing in a gradual process."I only left to take a piss and when I returned I saw everyone dead. It looked like they got attacked by a beast and not even a group of vampires because the bodies were in charred remains." He coughs out, avoiding my eyes."Bullshit!" I slam my fist against the wall in distress because this is clearly not what I want to hear. Moreover, the bastard has blocked me from linking my mind to his so I can't find the answers I need.My men don't utter any word because they know how agitated I am at this point.I am in the dungeon that is at the far end of my mansion. This is where I bring in suspects to torture them, or even killed them when they seize from giving me required informations.Wrapping my hand around the man's neck, I watch as h
PeytonRelax, this has nothing to do with you. People have possibly seen this body and ignored it, so it wouldn't hurt if you do the same. I tell myself for the upteenth time, staring at the unconscious injured naked man.But my wolf doesn't agree with this because the body is in front of my doorstep.Half an hour earlier, I left the house to go get some bread since it's what I've been surviving on since I came here, and when I returned to my house, I saw something I wasn't expecting.A man.He's so big, beefy, and well built that I can't help taking hard dry gulps. Thankfully he has his butt in the facing the air so I don't see what would make me even more uncomfortable in my puzzled state.This man is not moving at all, so I don't know if he's dead or alive. Plus I am too scared to touch him, to check his pulse because his scent instantly sells him out that he's a wolf.Which is even more reason to not get myself involved with him.