Cillian“I want you to taste me, Kill…”I’m not dreaming. It’s not an imagination. My girl is commanding me to taste her, to indulge myself. “Like how?” I ask. I want to make sure I do this her way. However she wants. I want to fulfill her fantasies and desires so no one else does.“I want you to taste my tits… taste every part of my body… run your tongue from head to toe… kiss all these bruises on my skin… devour my lips…and taste all of me…” The desire in her voice is unmistakable.She’s so beautiful. Wild, red hair, pale skin, soft body, and addicting smell. Jasmine and vanilla. My mate’s natural fragrance.&nb
Cillian “I gotta go. Are you going to be okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine now. These bruises don’t hurt much.” I’m in trance watching her slip on an oversize sleeping shirt. I’d rather be in bed with her, exploring her body, and fulfilling my fantasies, but my guys are waiting downstairs. Just another downside of being the future alpha. Pack duty, first. I watch her amble her way to me, with the sweet but naughty smile appearing on her lips. “Take me with you. I want to see where you guys patrol.” She tilts her head to th
Kayleigh “Happy Birthday, malyshka… Are you ready?” My heart skips a beat with the sight of this man. Andrei Romanov. Tall, brooding, and sinfully attractive. Even the fact that he is a gypsy wolf adds enigma to his whole persona. It makes him more alluring.Sitting next to him in his Bentley, seeing the dynamic presence he wields, and excited about the afternoon get-a-away that he planned --- these all steal my breath away. “Thank you. A
Kayleigh Less than an hour of over-the-top plane ride later, stuffed with drinks and a spread of high-end appetizers and desserts, we’re now at a private hotel resort in the mountains of Colorado. The hotel is huge and magnificent. It looks like a medieval castle from the outside with all the contemporary architectural finishing inside. The giant gold-plated chandelier above us is anchored on an iron wolf head. The sight is welcoming to every wolf blood guest.  
Andrei “Try me…” Kayleigh dares as I brush her nape with my lips. Her spine straightens. But she does not pull away. I take this as a sign that she is welcoming my touches, my kisses. So I give her more. Kayleigh brings emotions and feelings inside me that are indescribable. Yearning, longing, need, desire, lust… to name a few. Love? Maybe. I’m not sure. I’ve never allowed myself to venture anywhere around that word. Although, if there is anyone I consider remotely connected to that word, in my life, other than my mother, it would be Kayleigh. Kayleigh Quinn Donnelly. Beautiful red head. Curvy and toned body. Soft and radiant skin. Blue eyes that mirror mine. Luscio
Andrei Kayleigh has no idea how beautiful she is. Her beauty and charm made her famous both inside and outside the wolf blood circle. Every alpha heir wants to have a chance with her, willing to overlook the fact that her wolf has yet to surface. Every pack wants their alphas to meet her, in hopes that they’d become kin with the Alpha King. “Do all gypsy wolves have gypsy blood in them?” Her curious face looks that of a child. But I’m more enamored by her interest in wanting to learn about my background. &nb
Chapter 29: Hot Tubs and Sausages Kayleigh “Ssshh. Malyshka, don’t cry. I got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.” Holding me tight, Andrei tries to comfort me. I rest my face on the nook of his shoulder. I didn’t plan to tell him what I’ve just discovered about the wolf-less women in my family. But witnessing him open his heart and life does something to me. Spilling his life feels like he was reaching out to deepen whatever connection we have. Without thinking, I entwine myself to him even more by revealing my secret. I have to admit. It feels good to tell someone about my tainted bloodline.
Cillian “Boss, let me know when you’re ready for your halo and angel wings. I can also have your name submitted to the Vatican tribunal for sainthood.” I pull my eyes away from my phone to look at Gunner and listen to his musings. I haven’t heard from Kayleigh since this morning, when she texted that she was leaving the manor with Gisella. I asked if she as fully recovered to go anywhere that early, hoping she’d say she wasn’t feeling all too well and just stay in bed to wait for me. But, damn those medicinal herbs the healer concocted. I guess, they were really effective.