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Ocean
I do everything Kieran suggests. When I get out of the shower, I wrap myself in a towel and enter my new bedroom. I wonder why Kieran encouraged me to return to the room before Octavius is done with his part of the demonstration. Maybe it's because of the things I let him do to me? Were they illegal? My mind wanders to the possible consequences, but before I can think of anything, Octavius calls my name. "Ocean? Darling, are you oka
OctaviusWho the fuck does this man think he is? Isnāt it enough that his stupid presence affects me? I have no idea whatās happening to me, but Iām seriously turned on just by looking at his face. I hate myself for liking him. Alright, maybe liking is a little too harsh, but thereās definitely some attraction I feel towards him. But heās a darn dog! I canāt look at the dog and find him tempting and sexually attractive. I hate that I almost fell for his games and words. One moment he comes here to talk; then, he demands me to address him by a specific role, and now, heās pushing all that information on my shoulders. Like fuck I care about anything he wants. On top of everything else, he manages to say the right things and the right time, and it pisses me off even more. Iām an ancient vampire, a part of vampireās Elite ā a higher being who isnāt supposed to be tied to a dog. I belong with other vampires, the same as this guy belongs with his own species. I donāt care about the m
OceanAs vile, brutal and caveman-like Kieran sometimes is, he remains to be a man of his word. Once we caught our breaths and the reality finally hit me, a deep sense of shame filled me. Kieran stood aside and watched how his seed slowly slid down my legs, just like he intended to do, while we could still hear moans and the ruffling of dry leaves around us. Once he satisfied his need to ensure he had claimed me, he helped me to clean up, we used a chance to have a quick dip in the lake, and afterwards, he helped me get dressed. Kieran grabbed my hand and still refuses to release me as we leave the place and walk back to the camp. We donāt talk, both of us have enough on our minds, and quite frankly, itās easier to ignore the moans and grunts that surround us if we can focus on our thoughts. By the time we get back to the camp, the first thing I notice is the sulking Alpha, walking around and growling at everyone who tries to approach him. āOctavius,ā both Kieran and I grunt at
KieranI hope my brother will understand how much he needs the werewolf Alpha and how much the Alpha needs him. Itās irrelevant to me; at this point, but I want to see both of them happy. Just as happy as I am now when I have Ocean back where she belongs - in my arms. She keeps giggling and playfully slapping my back while the men in the camp whistle and call out some encouraging words for me to āget it good.ā Never, in a million years, would I think Iād ever find a common ground with wolves, but here I am, carrying my woman and grinning like a fool at the remarks. I feel like Iām their brother, and theyāre my closest family. For once, I feel like I fit in. āYou should stop wiggling unless you want me to drop you,ā I slap Oceanās ass as a warning. She knows I wouldnāt drop her, but some teasing never hurt anyone. Besides, itās been quite a while since we last met and held each other, so Iām set on enjoying whatever time we get to spend together. And now, my main priority is to pr
Alpha GillianHow? Just how can a blood-sucking murderer be this enchanting?Could it be part of his predator nature? To make his victims fall for him from the moment they meet so that he can lure them into the vicious claws of death before they notice the danger nearing them?Whichever it is, all I know is that Iām absolutely smitten by the dangerously beautiful creature before my eyes.The moment Kieran tossed his woman over his shoulder and carried her away to mate, I wanted the same thing. I want to feel his smooth, cold skin beneath my fingertips. I want to hear his moans and lose myself in the sounds of pleasure this man would emit because of me. Only me. Yet, as soon as I get inside the vampireās tent and notice him crawling up in the furthest corner, I remember the vast difference between our species. While I walk under the sun with ease, my lovely mate fears the massive star for how deadly it is to those like him. Carefully, I zip the tent closed and try my best to hide th
OceanOctavius is sorry? For what? I can't blame him for many things since all of us were stuck in an unfair environment. He's a vampire, and he stood above me, but unlike other blood-sucking maniacs, he didn't treat me like the dirt under his feet.I get a feeling that there is more to his words than I think. Whatever bothers him has to be something he deems wrong and possibly some things I didn't notice him doing to begin with. "I assume it's better if I let you talk," I whisper, still a bit unsure if I'm making the right decision or not. Octavius flashes me a sad smile and nods. "Yeah, that would be better. If you have any questions, you can ask them, but first, please let me explain." He appears all sorts of uncomfortable as his eyes dart everywhere but at me. Following his words, I smile and nod. Right now, I have no questions to ask anyway, so there's no point in me speaking up. "I lied," Octavius breathes out. "Or at least, partly," he quickly adds. I raise an eyebrow i
OctaviusMy life just became a bigger mess than I could think it to be. First, the attack on the city, then Ocean's disappearance, and now this?No, the Gods or whatever chooses shit for us has to be shitting me. No way in hell would I ever think of a possibility as such. The things happened too fast for me to grasp them. Here I am, thinking of ways to defend the home I built with my brother, when a massive, stinky dog man invades my personal space. In all honesty, the first thing I thought of was if I have any dog food around, for whatever reasons, but this thing had to be starving and looking for food if it's desperate enough to cross the walls of the Invictus. But then, it starts sniffing me and wraps its arms around me. He can't blame me for my fight or flight response. A dirty animal like that can't touch me. Not only am I a magnificent ancient creature, but also, consent- has he heard of it?When I finally managed to push him away, the monster looked hurt and started mutterin