Rose and CJ are adorable. Pam is in chunk heaven, lol. I know you’re expecting the talk scene. However, I only want to write that once and from Pam's pov. So that will come in during The Demon's Claim, a short story about Pam and Malcolm that I'll add to this book.
Hana’s bed was certainly more comfortable than the blankets on the floor. Though still not as comfortable as my bed back in New Haven. Overall, comfort doesn’t matter much to me. I just needed a dark place to sleep. And bonus, everything smells like Hana. Her scent all around me made for a peaceful sleep despite the loud morning wakeup from her siblings. I’m sure they’re adorable kinder when I’m not trying to sleep. I woke up to the sound of a shower. Opening one eye, I quickly determined that no one else was in Hana’s bedroom—neither Isak nor Aidan were in sight. I did see a garment bag hanging over the desk chair. Someone, likely Isak, had brought a clean outfit from my luggage at the nest. It is helpful since I don’t want to spend the evening wearing Bloodmoon-branded fitness gear. Sleeping in it was one thing, but going out in public? Yeah, no thanks. I tilted my head toward the attached bathroom, the source of the sound that woke me. She’d been in the shower yesterday when we ca
I’d been super quiet, laying out his garment bag and going into the bathroom to shower. Did I leave the door unlocked intentionally? Yes. I didn’t know if my shower would wake Albert, but I wouldn’t lock him out if it did. And given how things went, I’m glad I left it unlocked. I’ll blame the steam from the shower for why I feel a bit lightheaded. I know it probably is a factor, but I knew it was mostly from Albert leaving me breathless between the way he devoured my mouth and how hard I had just come in the shower. Don’t get me started on how it felt to make him cum. I hadn’t seen any of them naked before and certainly hadn’t touched them there. Sure, Albert’s dick wasn’t as big as Daisuke or most werewolves of alpha bloodlines, but I liked it better. Size was the only thing Daisuke had going for him because he had no idea how to use it. And that’s the end of my comparison to that douchebag. What matters is that I enjoy being in control of Albert’s pleasure. I had to make them all
I pulled my jacket tighter like a security blanket as we entered the hotel lobby. There weren’t many people, but there were enough, and they were all looking at us with those judgmental gazes. Albert put his arm around me, hanging back while Aidan went to check in at the front desk. I suppose there was no need for us to all walk up for check-in. There was no point drawing even more attention to our unusual dynamic. “Ignore them,” Albert whispered as he kissed my temple. I took a deep breath and tried my best to do just that. Thankfully, it didn’t take long before Aidan joined us with the keycard. Aidan hit the button for the top floor in the elevator and moved to stand behind me. I didn’t bother asking what he was doing. This is Aidan we’re talking about. His arms wrapped around me, and he started unbuttoning my coat, staring at me in the mirror of the elevator door as he did. “Do you know how hard it was to sit through dinner with you dressed like this?” Aidan said, his breath ho
“I don’t believe…” Aidan murmured against my skin as he kissed lower. “In fate…” He moaned the words as he, too, briefly sucked at my nipples. “Or destiny…” His mouth trailed down my stomach, his tongue dipping playfully into my belly button. “But I believe…” His hot breath fanned my drenched pussy as he spread my legs to kneel between them. “In one thing…” He paused, mouth hovering over my pussy to look up at me. “What… what do you believe in?” I was more interested in him touching me than the answer. “You,” Aidan firmly declared as his teeth sank into my inner left thigh. I cried out, not in pain. I didn’t feel pain. All I felt was intense pleasure. My body arched off the bed at the intense sensation. It was like a hundred orgasms crashing over me. My body was shaking from the intensity so badly I hadn’t realized someone had started licking my pussy. I opened my eyes. Glancing around the room, I noticed Isak and Albert were naked and watching as Aidan feasted on me in my pos
Returning to New Haven after everything that happened over winter break was complicated. As a freshman, Hana was required to keep her dorm with Pamela on campus. None of us were fans of that. We wanted her to live with us in our house off campus. Hana, of course, managed to find a solution that would accommodate all parties and ensure equal time with her. As bland as it may sound to others, Hana devised a schedule for us. Sundays and Wednesdays, she would stay at her dorm, hanging out with Pamela and being able to focus on her studies without the three of us as potential distractions. Albert got Mondays, I got Tuesdays, Aidan got Thursdays, we share her on Fridays, and we alternate Saturdays. That means in a month, we will each get a Saturday with her, and at least one week a month, we’ll have back-to-back time with all four of us. Albert had been worried about being left out because he sleeps all day. Hana found a way around that. Since she had no classes on Monday, she would come
“Then change it. You’re the angel who befriended a demon and a vampire. You’re the angel who mated a hunter who was a werewolf pack member. The only faction you mentioned you haven’t connected yourself to are witches.” Dad encouraged me. “Well, that’s not entirely accurate. I’ve not formally met her, but through Hana and Bloodmoon, I have a tentative connection to Luna Katrina D’Amore, a coven leader in Sicily.” I shrugged, sipping my coffee. There was a pause—a poignant one. I don’t need to see my father’s face to read him. His breathing is something of a giveaway. Mentioning Katrina triggered him. But why? How? “What happened? Why are you suddenly silent after I mentioned Luna Katrina and her coven? What’s the real reason you called me?” I questioned. “It’s nothing you need to worry about. You’ve made your stance on being involved in handling your people when they cross lines; either punishing or protecting isn’t something you care about.” Dad said. “Don’t do that, father. You
Why did I accept this? Nothing about this situation feels right. Nothing that’s connected to Scorcha could ever be good. That cunt was the bane of my existence. The world and I are better off without her. It’s been over a year, and my life is fantastic. I have a gorgeous, intelligent, sweet, and smart-mouthed mate. I still live with my two best friends, and we participate in a foursome at least once a week. Granted, we share our mate, so it’s not weird. I have a job I love at Yale, spend my summers in Portland, and am opening a new nightclub in Portland. We’re a year into the launch of Isak’s spite brainchild, The Mythical Alliance. Getting this endeavor off the ground had been a lot of hard work. The Order had been around forever, and the alliance between the three factions was still flimsy. We’ve added werewolves, witches, and hunters to the mix. Even though the six faction leaders, Me, Isak, Albert, Hana, Alec, and Katrina, get along swimmingly, getting our people on the same
Fridays aren’t specifically my Hana days. Yes, we have that schedule even in the summer to keep it fair, and yes, I did my opening on a Thursday. But the guys were fine with me teleporting Hana to London to try and straighten all this stuff with Jewell. Being a demon that can teleport certainly saves travel time and costs. Once we’d gotten checked into the Kimpton Fitzroy Hotel, it was already two o’clock in the afternoon. That’s the annoying thing about teleporting, time zone changes, and jet lag. We’d left Portland at six o’clock to try and get here before it was too late. Even then, it would be close to meeting with the lawyer and getting things started to confirm whether I’m even related to this little girl. Hana squeezed my hand as we entered the law firm that’d sent me the papers. “How can I help you?” the secretary asked. “I called ahead to see Gladwyn Scrivens. I’m Aidan McCabe.” I explained. “Right. Mister Scrivens is expecting you, so head on in.” She nodded to the office