"You're still the same after all, you were my little kitten and you still are. You've always been like this, you want something but too shy to go for it...in that case, I'll take the initiative."
He leaned even closer and once again, Celeste's lips were between his.Celeste would've gasped if his mouth hadn't dumbed her, instead her body became rigid, her eyes wide open as he kissed her. She didn't know what to do, but she was sure that he spoke the truth, the matebond really was acting up, everywhere he touched her burnt with a heat that felt more good than bad.Her hands reached for his torn and bloody shirt, gripping tightly at it and in an instance, her eyes fluttered shut as she gave in. This was what she had cried for back when she was with Xavier, this was what she had yearned for.Not just his touch; him, he was what she had sinfully craved. Every thought, good and bad ran straight back to him, every path she took lead her in his directionHe tore Celeste's blouse right open and gently shoved her down onto the floor. "My anticipation has gone so high that I can't seem to f*cking reach it...I want you so bad, your scent and the very way you look is enough to have me going wild. I'm sure you don't understand, for how could you feel the same way and not be as desperate for me as I am for you?"His right hand grabbed at her left breast, lightly squeezing it. "Or probably you are desperate...I'm as hard as a rock and I'm sure you're as wet and slippery as a fish under water...so why deny wanting me?""I-I didn't...Zillon please."Zillon looked down at her, analyzing her beautiful face and then the pliant flesh on her chest that he hadn't come face to face with in months. Her nipples were as pink as ever, her breast round and stiff...calling out to his lips.His eyes traveled lower, passing by her navel and to the button of her jeans. "I'm taking 'em off."Celeste nodded desperat
Zillon kicked his pants and underwear off, eyes drifting back to Celeste who laid almost breathless on the floor. He gestured to her. "Come here, Kitten."Though it was a hassle, Celeste pulled her shaking legs together, sat up and crept over to him. "Yes?""It's gonna be different tonight baby...I want you bent over, because honestly, I'm going to be a beast tonight...I'm going to give you a reason to never leave me again."Celeste tilted her head. "Zillon I told you I wo... won't...I said tha—""You said it and I believe you, but you're still getting it, bend over."Celeste whimpered, reluctantly repositioning herself. On her hands and knees she balanced, her back turned to Zillon, her eyes fixated on the floor. "I...I'm already sensitive, please don—"Celeste moaned out when Zillon's finger ran along her clit, his soft and moist lips leaving a kiss on her left ass cheek. He pulled back and instead of between her legs, his hand
Celeste woke up beside Zillon the other morning, his scent just as extraordinary as it had been last night...She had said it before and she'd say it again, he was a beast...After sexing her into oblivion on the floor, he had lifted her into the bathroom and f*cked her until she really could barely move.He had laid back against the tub and called her forth with his index finger. His face had held nothing but astuteness, giving Celeste no room to disobey him.She had told him before that she was tired, told him that her legs were already a wreck and yet that beast didn't seem to care.He had situated her in his lap and instead of giving her the control, he took it all.He rammed into her as though she was a doll made for him to use. The kisses were rough, his grips were tight, even when he was holding on to her throat...Her knees that had mercilessly scraped against the tiles of the floor had hurt and yet she had placed them on
"I said I'd change my selfish ways last night, but not yet. I also said that I wouldn't mark you until you're ready, but I won't be able to wait anymore. My mark belongs on your neck and I'm going to put it there, I don't care about your disapproval, it's going there no matter what you have to say.""Zillon... don't...please.""Let's see you go to Xavier when you're marked by me..."Celeste heard it loudly when Zillon's teeth extracted and fear exhilarated the beat of her heart. She pushed at his shoulders, but that only encouraged him to grabbed at her hands, securing them above her head. "I know you don't trust me, but I swear to god that I won't hurt your feeling ever again...stop mentioning him, it breaks my heart to know that I could've been replaced...I begged you last night Celeste, I've never had to beg before, never had to ask for something twice. I know my actions might not be something you want as yet, but let me apologize beforehand; I'm sorry,
With a heart that trembled in anticipation, Celeste hopped off the bed and walked out of the room. She headed downstairs, finding Liam on the couch in the living room. Unlike every other time, the TV wasn't on and he sat patiently as though he was waiting for somebody. He looked up at her, handing her his fisted hand. "I see you've finally came down...Zillon left me an order again...""W...what did he say?""He told me to give you this and this." He offered her his other hand, both fisted. "He said you'll have to choose...now."Reluctantly, Celeste stretched out her arm and Liam laid what he had in both of his hands in her palm. She looked down at them, finding a key and a bracelet just like the one she had bought for him.It was just a tad bit different, there were no blue diamonds, instead they were a pretty pink."That's the keys to the dungeon, not the keys to his cell... but you can go see him if you want and that..." He po
Celeste's steps were reluctant as she walked up to the opening of the cave, her heart palpitating with too much speed, her mind in a puddle.She felt like turning back...like waiting until she calmed down before approaching him...but the matebond was far from having that.It was so strong that Celeste found it hard to not continue stepping forward, but regardless of the matebond, there was her nervousness...With each step she took, her legs weakly shook like they were leaves and her heart was the same. It kept trembling in anticipation and in fear, but it was too late for that...she had already entered and Zillon who sat in the corner of the cave already had his dark, obsidian eyes on her. "Celeste...?" He asked, his voice as coarse and gentle as ever.Celeste stopped in her tracks, her eyes dropping to the rocky bottom of the cave. "Y-yes...?""Why are you here?""I...I...well I-are you angry at me? I'm sorry...I didn
Zillon took his time, diligently stripping her of her clothes and then himself. "How do you want it?"Celeste clasped her hands in front of her, feeling a little uncomfortable to be naked out in the open. "What do you mean?""Do you want me to be rough? Or do you want me to be gentle?"Another embarrassing question... Celeste looked away, wanting to hide her flush cheeks in his chest again, but she knew that wouldn't let her escape answering it. Sighing, she stepped closer to him, lips fumbling as she spoke. "Rough...I want it rough please...""You act like an angel and you are...but you're a really rude one." He grabbed her hand, leading her further into the enclosed space. "I'm not comfortable with laying you down on the rocks, they're not leveled, so it'll probably hurt your back...if anybody's suppose to have back pain, it's me."He took a seat in the corner of the cave where he had been when she first came in and without him having t
He pulled her closer to him, taking her lips between his...in everything she did, she remained the best he'd ever have.Her kisses were the best...And the sex was outrageously good...She was also the best at taking him off his horse...she made him see that his pride wasn't all that when it came to her. For her he'd gravel on his knees and as an alpha, he had never thought of doing that before.She changed him, his mother tried, but she wasn't good enough...Celeste was the pure heart he wanted in his life. The moon goddess might be a picky little b*tch, but he couldn't be happier that she picked a dandelion out of a bunch of red roses for him.He didn't see anyone who could fix him the way she did...he got spoiled so much as a kid that he thought that it was possible for him to have his way all the time, to be the one who always won...but after almost losing her made him realize that if he didn't treat what he wanted right, he'd someday