LOGINCiara’s POVMy eyes were fixed on the thick length in my hands.Dax’s cock was… obscene.It was thick, heavy, and brutally long, easily longer and girthier than anything I’d ever seen in the secret porn Inara had always made me watch.The shaft was veined, ridged with power, the skin stretched tight over steel-hard flesh that pulsed hot against my palm. The head was swollen, flushed a deep, angry red, already leaking a steady stream of clear precum that dripped down the underside in thick, shiny trails. These supernatural men were built different, bigger, heavier, made to claim and breed. Even in the dim kitchen light, I could see how monstrous it was. How it twitched and throbbed like it had a heartbeat of its own.And it was leaking for me.A shaky breath left me. My fingers trembled as I wrapped them tighter around the base, they barely met. Precum oozed from the slit, warm and slippery. On pure instinct, I rubbed my thumb over the sensitive head, spreading the slick fluid all ove
Dax’s POV'Go away… run… do anything but stand here with a hard-on, staring at the only woman you want to ravage.'That small, sane part of me, the one that still remembered duty, bloodlines, and the fact that she was my son’s wife screamed the warning like a dying man. But I shut it out. I shut everything out except her.Ciara stood there in the dim kitchen light, silk robe slipping off one shoulder, red hair a wild, messy halo around her face. Chocolate smeared across her lower lip and fingers like she’d been caught stealing sweets in the middle of the night. Her belly pressed gently against the thin fabric, a soft curve that reminded me every second that she carried my pup.My fucking daughter-in-law and I was losing my goddamn mind.“Dax…?” Her voice was soft, husky from sleep, and it shot straight through me like lightning. “You need something?”She took one step closer.I wanted to roar at her to stay the fuck away before I bent her over this island and fucked her raw until she
Dax’s pov.I dried off roughly, jaw locked so tight my teeth ached, then stalked to the wardrobe. Loose black sweatpants and shirt. I needed to move, to burn this fire out before it consumed me. The house was still dark, the night young, but sleep was a joke now. Every time I closed my eyes I saw her, red hair spilling across my pillow, belly rounded with my pup, lips parted on a moan that belonged only to me.I headed for the private gym on the lower level, bare feet silent on the cool floors. The corridors were empty, but my thoughts weren’t. They circled back to Ciara like vultures. That pretty little redhead with fire in her eyes and steel in her spine was turning me into something I didn’t recognize. A man with no control. An Alpha ruled by his dick and his wolf.The taboo was fucking insane.Every reasonable part of me screamed that wanting her was betrayal on every level, blood, loyalty, duty. Jasper had taken the hit of raising a pup that wasn’t his. He’d stood by the agreem
Dax’s POVThis… this isn’t right.“Goddess!”A raw groan tore from my throat as I shot upright in bed, sweat slicking every inch of my skin. The sheets were tangled around my hips like they’d tried to hold me down and failed. My chest heaved, heart hammering like I’d just run a war. The room was dark, the estate still wrapped in the deep silence of pre-dawn, but my body didn’t give a fuck about the hour.My cock was rock-hard, throbbing so violently it bordered on pain. Thick, heavy, leaking at the tip like a fucking teenager who’d never touched a woman. I could feel every pulse, every vein standing out, the head swollen and slick. It strained against the fabric of my boxers, demanding attention I didn’t want to give.Not to her and not again.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood, bare feet hitting the cold floor. My hands flexed at my sides, claws threatening to drop. I paced to the tall window, yanked the heavy curtain aside, and stared out into the black night. The
Ciara’s POVI stared at the people on the floor and staggered backward, my mind still trying to process the sight of powerful men kneeling like criminals awaiting execution. My heel caught on the edge of the rug and I started to tip...Strong arms slid around my shoulders from behind, steadying me instantly. That familiar scent...pine, smoke, leather, and something darker and warmer wrapped around me.“Careful, little moon,” Dax murmured against my ear, voice low and rough. “Don’t hurt yourself. Or the pup.”My heart did that stupid little jump I hated so much, the one that made my stomach flip and my cheeks heat even though I knew better. I steadied myself and mumbled a quick “Thanks,” and stepped sideways just enough to put a sliver of space between us. Eyes were on me. Dozens of them and I could feel the weight.Dax didn’t let go completely. His hand stayed at the small of my back lightly and possessively, a silent claim that said she’s mine without him needing to speak a word bu
Ciara’s POVI stepped out of my room feeling strangely refreshed, like sleep had washed away the smell of fear that had clung to my skin for days, but I knew better than to trust peace in this house because in the Blackthorne empire calm was usually just the silence before something ugly happened.The meeting downstairs was scheduled in twenty minutes and I had decided to go early this time because I was tired of being the woman people whispered about like a disease. I was tired of hearing my name dragged through teeth that smiled at me during dinner and cursed me the second I turned my back. If I was going to survive here, I needed to stop hiding in rooms like prey and start walking these halls like I belonged.Ella appeared at my elbow like a shadow, eyes wide and worried.“Madam, master said you don’t have to come down early,” Ella said gently as she followed behind me, always two steps back like a well-trained shadow.I only nodded and kept walking.Not come down early… yeah right
Ciara’s pov I don’t know how long I stayed on the floor. Long enough for the tears to dry into salty tracks on my cheeks, long enough for the pup’s energy to settle into something quieter, and almost mournful. Long enough for the cold marble to seep into my bones and remind me I was still alive, s
Ciara’s POVWe walked in silence down the long corridor, Jasper’s hand warm and steady around mine, his thumb brushing slow circles over my knuckles like he was trying to anchor me.Every step felt heavier than the last. The villa’s shadows stretched long under the low sconces, portraits of dead Bl
Ciara’s POVEldoria was beautiful.It was like stepping into a completely different planet where more power radiated from every shadow. I could already see tall buildings piercing the sky, sleek, dark glass towers that screamed wealth and control, surrounded by snow-capped mountains that made the w
Ciara’s POVI stood at the window, one hand splayed flat against the cold glass, the other resting gently on my still-flat stomach, feeling the faint, restless energy of the pup humming beneath my palm.Outside, the world was a perfect white blanket of snow, it was soft, silent, and untouched. It l







