Hazel did not fight him even though she wanted to. A part of her was screaming for him to have her there and then. Another part wanted to obey the 'a day at a time' suggestion he made. When Dallan took down the zip at the back of the dress, he began to question his decision. If he didn't want them to do anything, he shouldn't fuel the fire. He left the zip halfway and took gave her some respectable distance. "I was wondering if I should give you some space to take your bath and when you are done, I can—" "Yes, I was about to say the same thing," Hazel interrupted him. An awkward silence followed. Dallan started for the door. "I will tell Kai that you will need a new dress. I think I may have got dirt on this one," he said, eyeing the material on her. "Give me a moment." Hazel stopped to think when he walked out. She had just orgasmed from a man's touch. He didn't do much. There wasn't any dick penetration or intense fondling yet she had erupted so hard that the skies spun above
Kai scoffed and paused in his steps. He couldn't understand Dallan and the perfect mate the goddess gave him. Why did it seem that both of them always saw themselves as mismatched?"Hazel, you are a good fit for him," he said in assurance. "I have been noticing some changes in him since you came. That is a good sign." "What changes?" Hazel still looked skeptical about the entire arrangement. "I haven't noticed anything in him.""You just met him some days ago. You wouldn't know if he changed or not." He continued walking, this time taking the back of the houses. Hazel recognized the mass of vegetation at the front. That was the back of Dallan's quarters—and the garden. They walked there in silence. Hazel knew there was a great amount of fire in Dallan. She felt it in him. And that was one of the reasons she always loved to irk him to see what level he could go when mad. So far, he hadn't gotten so angry with her to the extent of losing control. Or maybe she wasn't annoying enough.
"I will tell you what to do," Abe said, narrowing his eyes at her. "That is why you are here. First, we have to keep this issue of your powers a secret. That way, Dallan will stay focused. Is that clear?""Yes, sir," Hazel replied and nodded vigorously. She couldn't believe that she was in a secret meeting with two of Dallan's people discussing secrets to keep. "How do you know that I have powers anyway?""He sees things," Kai spoke up for the warlock. "I told you that before. He has gifts of visions." "Oh, I remember now." Hazel looked at Abe from the corner of her eyes. She wondered how many secrets the duo must be keeping away from Dallan. The thought made her smile. "Now I know why Dallan doesn't joke with you." Abe rattled off a warm chuckle that lit up the sitting room. "I am surprised considering how I used to whoop his crazy ass. He was so wild when he was still a kid." "He is still a kid," Kai lamented. "That dude does nothing but bring me woes and unbearably distressing p
HNGH! Hazel choked on his dick. She moved back to get some air. Dallan relaxed his grip on her hair."Hazel, you nothing but temptation," he murmured. "And I love this kind of temptation.""You are such a spoilt kid." Hazel chuckled and swiped her tongue over the tip of his cock. "Take my zip down, would you?"She angled her back to him.Dallan had no idea why she wanted him to do that, but he did it anyway. Before he finished, he made two revelations. She wasn't on a bra.And just the sight of her nipples was enough to make a man erupt.Hazel went back to business. As she sucked on Dallan, he was offered a good view of her breasts in HD quality. He could now understand why her nipples had been straining against the gown all day.He just hoped that the men of the pack had not been staring and ogling at the succulent flesh while she was strolling with Kai. He would have their eyes gouged out if they did.Deciding not to miss out on any part of the pleasure unleashed on him, Dallan rea
"Fuck," he muttered under his breath. Hazel had a habit of throwing words and questions out of the blue. Words and questions that always made him stutter. "Is something wrong?" Hazel paused in her steps to ask. "Are you okay?" "I am fine. Was just lost in thought." Hazel eyed him suspiciously. "Okay... So, who is Clara?" She wouldn't stop asking about her! It wasn't like Dallan expected she would. Hazel's stubborn nature would not allow that. "She is... was my mistress..." he said slowly. He ended the sentence in a way that suggested he wasn't done talking. Hazel allowed him to finish. "We used to be a thing." "Hmm. Why did you guys split?" "Errm... I wouldn't exactly say that we split. I mean, I want a split but I don't think she is aware of that—yet." "Ohh," Hazel said in understanding. "You still want to enjoy it while it lasts." "Gosh, no Hazel. I don't even want to see her anymore. I am not the kind of man you perceive me to be." "Why don't you want to see her anym
Now, it was Aliana and Dallan's turn to look at her."Who are you?" Hazel continued, smiling brightly. Aliana raised a brow. "Excuse me?" "I said who are you? I just introduced myself as Hazel, the Mer. I know your name. Considering my hospitality, I believe I deserve to know your post or job here in the pack." The older woman scoffed. "Do you know who I am?" Hazel didn't say anything since she was still busy with a mouthful of beef. Most of the cooks and chefs in the kitchen were stylishly watching the show. Everybody had to wait for her to finish chewing. Dallan kept his eyes glued to her lips. He almost chuckled. Such guts! "How am I supposed to know who you are if you don't tell me?" Hazel asked after she swallowed. "Can you know stuff about someone if you don't get information?""Dallan." Aliana turned to the alpha. "Are you going to stay here and allow her to insult me?!" she fumed. "Be very careful not to raise your voice at me." Dallan's eyes narrowed to slits. He threw
Dallan chuckled. "You are such a baby," he said. "At least, just finish the story. We will talk about who the baby is after that.""Okay. So he came into my room and sat on the side of the bed. At this point, I was so scared that I backed into the headboard. When I looked up, I saw hurt in his eyes. He asked me if I thought he was going to hit me. I nodded. He looked really sad. I didn't understand it at that time, but now I do. My father never molested us, not once. We got disciplined when necessary, and it was always with love. He was hurt that I feared he would be ruthless even to his family."By now, Hazel had gone silent, closely monitoring Dallan's eyes as they flickered with emotions. "He didn't want his family seeing him as the monster others saw him as," she supplied. Desmond nodded. "I didn't understand it then. That night, he hugged me, kissed my cheek, and said the three words I had never heard from him." "I love you?" Hazel asked quietly. Desmond nodded again. "Yes, h
Dallan fell on the bed, his lips locked with Hazel's, his hands fondling her breasts. He felt her thighs wrap around his waist. Hazel could feel Dallan on every inch of her skin: his breath on her neck, in her mouth; the feel of his rough hands fondling her breasts... and dipping a finger into her. "Hmm," Hazel moaned as a finger entered her. Dallan leaned back to see her expression. Her eyes were rolled upward, her chest heaving. Dallan worked a finger into her, pulling back to see the look on her face and occasionally sealing her lips with his own. Dallan indulged his curiosity at how smooth her skin was by running his free hand all over her body, relishing the short and fast breath intake reaction she gave. At this moment, he understood why Hazel always excited him the way she did. They were meant for each other. And she had all the physical sexual characteristics he so much loved. "Dallan..." It was a whisper, a silent beg. Dallan felt her purr move straight to his groin,