เข้าสู่ระบบPOV: AIRYS
“Orion is the oldest,” I began, feeling Daimon’s gaze weighing on my skin like a hot touch. “He’s your copy. In his face, in his eyes, in the way he walks... even in the way he hides what he feels. That scares me sometimes. He feels like he needs to protect his brothers... and me. Always.”
“A true firstborn. Strong. Formidable,” he growled softly, clear pride in his voice.
“Theron is the second...” I c
POV: AIRYSHe didn’t answer right away. I felt his heavy gaze on me, as if he were evaluating every broken fragment I was exposing. Then, with a slow movement, he brushed the tips of his fingers along my chin, forcing me to lift my face. His touch was firm and possessive, tracing my features as if he wanted to memorize every line of my skin.“You’ve always wanted a family, little one,” he said in a husky tone, almost cruel in its honesty. “But you keep placing your loyalty in the wrong people.”“Not anymore,” I whispered firmly, placing my hand over his. I squeezed hard, digging my fingers into his hot, firm skin. “Never again, Daimon. I’m your Luna. I want our children back. And I’ll do whatever you tell me to do to get them.”He tilted his head slightly, his dark eyes devouring me like a predator studying its prey. I saw his tongue slowly and provocatively glide over his fangs as he
POV: AIRYS“Orion is the oldest,” I began, feeling Daimon’s gaze weighing on my skin like a hot touch. “He’s your copy. In his face, in his eyes, in the way he walks... even in the way he hides what he feels. That scares me sometimes. He feels like he needs to protect his brothers... and me. Always.”“A true firstborn. Strong. Formidable,” he growled softly, clear pride in his voice.“Theron is the second...” I continued, a smile forming on my lips on its own. “He has a natural talent for getting into trouble. It’s impossible to stay mad at him for long. But he’s just as protective as his brother. When the two of them are together, they look like little soldiers, ready for any battle.”“That one definitely takes after his mother,” Daimon growled in a husky, teasing tone. His fingers touched my chin, forcing me to look at him. His earthy eyes, steady and intense
POV: AIRYSI moaned loudly, riding him harder, faster, more desperately. My hips slammed against his with force, our moans blending together. The sound of our skin slapping, my wet pussy swallowing him, our sweat, and our loss of control filled the entire space.Daimon delivered another hard slap to my ass, roaring. My whole body shook. We were sweaty, glued together, the temperature between us exploding. I was on the edge. I clung to him as if my life depended on it.Then he sat up, keeping me impaled on him, his hands digging into me. My breasts pressed against the hand that gripped them hard, pinching my nipples while he bit my shoulder and kissed my neck.My head fell back onto his shoulder, panting, completely surrendered.His hand slid down my sweaty stomach to my center. He began massaging my clit with fast, precise strokes while I moved up and down on him, each descent deeper, more des
POV: AIRYSHis palm massaged the sensitive area right afterward, and then he leaned down, kissing my lower back and trailing his lips up my spine until he reached my neck. His teeth grazed my skin. He nibbled until he got to my ear.“I understand that you protected our children…” he murmured, his voice rough, heavy with a mix of fury and desire. “But I don’t forgive you for staying away from my arms.”Daimon pinched my ass hard, forcing the air from my lips. His hand slid down my front, finding my clit with precision. He started massaging it in circles, pressing, stimulating, teasing. Pleasure hit me like an electric spark. I leaned forward even more, arching my body, seeking contact, desperate to be completely taken by him.His chest brushed against my back, hot, damp, and strong. I could feel his growls vibrating from his chest against my skin, mixed with his deep, hoarse moa
POV: AIRYSBefore I could say anything, he was already kneeling in front of me, pulling the rest of the dress down my legs and freeing me from the wet fabric in a hurry. He tossed it to the floor without even looking. His eyes were locked between my legs as if he were devouring me with his gaze alone.“We need to talk, Daimon…” I sighed weakly, trying to keep some control. But my voice already came out broken with desire, and he knew it.“Talk?” He moved up my leg, biting my calf, his fingers gripping my flesh hard, leaving marks. “Now?” He continued upward, biting the inside of my thigh, sucking and licking.I arched, hands clutching the fabric of the armchair. I gasped loudly.“Damn” I moaned. “You’re distracting me!”“Am I?” he asked, sarcasm dripping from his tongue, befo
POV: AIRYSMy answer was a loud, desperate moan as my thighs trembled around his. He tilted his head to the side, wearing that predatory look with a mischievous half-smile.“Come on,” he growled, his low, hoarse voice vibrating through the air. He stepped away from the doorframe with heavy steps, staggering slightly, but still radiating that brutal aura that made my entire body react. I stayed by his side, following him, until he stopped in front of the fireplace. His eyes flicked to me for a quick glance before he pulled away a cloth covering a painting.The air left my lungs.“These are…” I pointed, unable to tear my eyes away from the image. “They weren’t twins…”“No.” He growled, teeth grinding. “We were triplets. Raiker, the oldest. I’m the second. Klaus, the youngest.”







