LOGIN★ RYKERMy palm flew over my face as the door slammed shut. My whole body still hummed with the aftereffect of what we had done.What my mate and I had done.It felt right, goddess! It felt almost overwhelming. I huffed within my palms, remembering how my whole body had stood at alert when her scent had broken through the door of my room.At first, like smoke, her scent was weaving through the air into my room. Then next, I felt her presence in front of my door, and it suddenly turned into a drug; an addictive one, webbing into every cell of my body. Making a certain area rise without permission.I had dropped my glass of wine on the stool, stood, walked to the door in very silent, slow steps, then back to the bed. But she was still there, breathing, standing, and maybe thinking if walking into my room was a great idea.It wasn't.I had taken off my shirt, hung it on the clothes rack near the wardrobe, then strode back towards the sofa where I chugged the wine in one gulp before pouri
˙❥ He paused, then slowly slid his fingers away as if my body was turning hot. “You're beginning to have some guts, Valkyrie.” He looked straight into my eyes; not blinking. The stares bore tiny holes on my skin and my whole body shivered, yet I didn't hold back. I wanted to see how far he would break. How mighty he claimed he was. I, too, can play the twisted game. “Stand up.” My mind churned with mixed emotions. He was going to let me leave like this? With heat pooling between my thighs? I forced a nod even though my chest ached. I sat up straight, my grip on the soft sheet loosened. Just when I was about to stand, he thundered. “Bend on all fours, on the bed.” My feet froze, for a moment, then two, and when he saw I didn't react, he pushed me back. Farther from the foot of the bed. “You don't give me options.” My lips thugged up in a slow, sly smirk. “So you admit you're not different from your father, huh?” His fists curled, nails carving crescents into h
˙❥“I mean that you're mine…”A funny feeling fluttered heavily in my chest at his words.Was he serious?Has he changed his mind?Did he feel the pull like I did?All endless thoughts occupied my mind as my cheeks turned pink until his next word shattered every delusion I thought was real. As if my heart was made of glass and a huge rock was thrown at it.“How could I leave something I bought with so much money. Whether I would be mated or not, you belong to me—as my slave. My property. Nothing more.”He stepped back. My heartbeat raced faster than it should, and adrenaline rushed through every marrow of my bones.I blinked rapidly, trying all I could to not let the warm liquid clinging to my lashes drop.“You're...pathetic, you know that?” I looked up at him, seething and maybe breaking. His eyes squinted at my words but he didn't respond.He smiled, a deadly one—slow and sculpted.“You must feel some kind of authority to think you can keep toiling with my body while you get married
˙❥ “You look…I don't know, but aren't you happy you're going to be free? For me, I had to wait for a year before I got replaced by another slave. You're lucky.” Azira rambled. Only if she knew the turmoil pondering in my head. How do I tell her that a part of me didn't want this to end? That I have tasted the forbidden fruit and I crave it? I want it. She would call me stupid. Crazy. Or even something worse. My fingers twitched, curling into a ball. A sickly heat burned in my gut, bitter and relentless, fighting with every ounce of reasoning. “Noura shouldn't have been in this picture.” The words slipped out like a ghostly whisper. “You say?” Azira strained her ears, her eyes merely an inch from my face. I raised my head, my nose flared, but it was not obvious. “Did you say happy?” “Why? Why are you sounding like that?” “I mean… I am excited.” I laughed dryly, swallowing the thick fog and sharp words in my tongue. “Yeah. You will be free soon.” Azira resumed
˙❥ VALKYRIE Our feet dug into the damp earth as we plunged deeper into the forest. Our footsteps were hushed on stones and tall grasses. “You are sure we won't be caught?” My voice came out shaky. Almost trembling. “Yeah. This is where Azi takes her training.” Skye gave me a brief glance. He was ahead, his body snatched and fit within his slightly-tight warrior coat. He moved seamlessly, like he didn't have two Omegas trailing behind him, who might be punished if caught. “I really need to observe my surroundings more because how do you go for training and I was never aware?” I whispered to Azira. “Sometimes, one just has to keep things private.” “You don't trust me?” I snapped, my socket almost out of my eyes. Azira paused, then turned to me, “Rule number three.” “Oh my!” I chuckled. “It's been a long time since you spoke to me about rules.” I walked ahead. “You think those rules aren't important, do you?” Azira increased her pace only to stand in front of me, making
★ “We can't do this here.” Noura's lips covered the low grunt that left my throat. My breath hitched, and I budged my hips as her hand touched the tip of my cock. “Watch me!” “We're in your house, Nou—” I said between kisses but she wasn't hearing any of it. “Can you shut up?” Her fingers wrapped around my cock — firm, tight. Just there. She didn't move up or down, just gripping hard, making my cock throb within her palm. “Noura.” My voice came out painfully low and sharp. Hot air leaving my lips. “Shh.” She placed her finger against her tight lips, “Let me do the talking, Alpha.” My hand held the chair tight with veins popping out of my skin while the other moved around her waist, bringing her closer. A shiver ran through my spine. Her fingers tangled in my hair, breasts closer, brushing my chest within my robe. She pulled out her hand in time to straddle my thigh perfectly. The hem of her lavender gown is rolled up above her knees, and her supple, fair lap bounced on







