Hey, lovely readers! Thanks so much for checking out my new story. If you want a finished book, you can also read my book The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation. You’ll find it under that title or on my profile, Luna Nova. I hope this new couple steals your heart too! Big hug, Luna Nova. LN
TEMPESTMy eyes tracked the sliver of light through the tiny crack.My heart started hammering, and my mouth went dry.“I checked the master’s sheets and found some… suspicious stains, you know what I mean.”One of the laundresses murmured, smirking, pumping her hand in an obscene gesture.“But I haven’t seen her go into his bedroom these past few nights. Must’ve been him… taking care of himself.”“Yeah, but today we saw her coming out of the study wing, and she looked like she’d gone to town on the cripple’s desk.”It was one of the girls shaking out the curtains.Cold spread through me, a mix of rage and shame.I knew they might suspect it. I just never thought they’d be out here on a witch hunt.“I told you that woman is two-faced. Quiet little thing sneaks her way into being housekeeper, probably planning to keep the dead man’s money…”“I doubt she’ll get that far. Don’t you see the master only screws her because she’s blonde?”“Of course. He uses her as a stand-in for that fianc
TEMPEST Our mouths brushed in a way that felt too intimate. His hands moved over me slowly, and the line between just sex and making love blurred in my head. Until a knock at the door slammed me back into reality. I tensed, crashing back into everything I’d just done. “Sir, sorry to bother you. I came to let you know my mother’s already at the mansion.” Corvin’s voice came muffled through the door. Horror crawled up my spine at the thought he might’ve heard me moaning just minutes ago. “Sshh, easy, Tempest. This study’s pretty soundproof.” Archer stroked my cheek as he answered. He didn’t say anything else. He just looked at me, and something told me he was speaking to Corvin in his head. I couldn’t do that. I’d only managed it with my parents and then Knox, because he was my pack’s Alpha. The footsteps faded and I fought to stand up. “Wait, don’t rush…” “It’s late. I need to… wash up and handle dinner service…” I muttered, a little uncomfortable. What was forbidden d
TEMPESTI brought my nose to the swollen tip and inhaled his scent... musky, dark, intoxicating.Desire flared again inside me.My tongue slipped out like it had a mind of its own, and I licked the tight little slit at the crown.“Sshh... Tempest...”I looked up and caught his expression, drugged with pleasure.I gathered my nerve and parted my lips, sucking that head like a ripe, juicy strawberry.My grip worked the base, up and down, feeling the veins pulse fit to burst, making that cock stand even harder.His taste and heat rolled over my tongue, lit up my taste buds, and I went for it... sucking him greedily, taking him deep in the kind of blowjob I’d never given any other man before.Soon I had him growling and hissing, body tight, pushing into my mouth in slow thrusts, letting me take him little by little.My breathing went ragged; I barely made it halfway down his shaft without gagging.I kept bobbing, drool spilling, my tongue tasting every drop of salty pre-cum I had to swall
TEMPEST“Aahmm.” A strangled moan slipped from my lips before I could stop it.I tried to smother the hot sounds with my hand, but there was no fighting it.Not when he’d shredded my panties with his claws and his fingers were working my pussy hard, stroking between my slick folds.“Ah, no... sshh.” My hips arched forward and trembled when his callused fingertips trapped my clit.He started rubbing it up and down, faster and faster, until I was dripping.Spread over his thighs, my back on his solid chest, my boots braced on the edge of the chair, all I could do was writhe, drowning in pleasure.His free hand groped and squeezed my breasts.He kissed and nipped my neck, sucking hickeys onto my skin.“You say no, but you’re leaking such sweet honey,” he growled, filthy words pouring into my ear.The smell of whiskey and wild animal got me drunk.In private, the cold general turned into a hot, feral man.“Inside... put it in...” I started begging, grinding my ass on that hard cock.“Sshh
TEMPESTWith my hands shaking, I finally pushed the dress down over my hips and let it puddle on the floor at my feet.I dared to straighten slowly, fighting the urge to cover myself, even though he’d already seen all of me.His stare was so intense, I felt completely exposed under his filthy, hungry gaze.Ice chimed in his crystal glass, and I heard him swallow as he drank.My breathing grew heavier as that wild scent wrapped around me.I turned, kicked my boots free of the dress, and bent to pick it up.My ass pressed to the screen. A low growl rolled from his chair and crawled up my spine.I set the dress on the corner chair and went to open the delicate wrapping.I’d never owned anything so fine, so fragile.At least the next time they called me a whore, I’d have the comfort of being a well-kept one.When I pulled the piece out, I realized it wasn’t a dress at all.I stared at the almost sheer fabric, exquisite black tulle and lace.“What is it? Don’t like the dress? Not your size
TEMPEST“I’m not going to tolerate any more disrespect, and if you don’t agree, you can leave right now!” I yelled, furious, not holding back.“You can’t just throw us out like that!” the man jumped in again, baring his canines and trying to bully me.I wanted to tell him to get out this instant, but I hesitated for a second.Who was I to fire anyone?The clamor started up again.Hostile stares closed in on me when suddenly...“Who said Miss Vale can’t throw you out of my mansion?” The general’s firm, thunderous voice made all of us look toward the kitchen entrance.With the steady tap of his cane, he came closer, radiating his Alpha aura.“Sir, I’ve worked here a long time, Miss Vale...”“She’s following my orders, and whatever she says, I approve.” His words made my heart tremble.“So you’re leaving right now. Go pack your things, you insolent bastard. And the same goes for the rest of you!”He looked at the other employees, who lowered their heads, wishing they could vanish.The ma