Mag-log inFenris's Perspective
"So, did I keep my promise to make you feel good?" I ask with a lazy, arrogant smirk, my chest still heaving slightly against hers.
June gives me a sharp side-eye glare that speaks absolute volumes. Rolling onto her side, her strong leg tangling with mine, she wraps her arm securely around my neck and feverishly kisses me. Her lips are swollen and warm, tasting deeply of our shared pleasure. She pulls away after a long moment, a wicked smirk of her own playi
June's PerspectiveI reach the en-suite bathroom and turn on the shower, letting the water heat up. The second I hear the heavy bedroom door click shut behind Fenris, I dart back out, zeroing in on my cellphone resting on the nightstand.Good thing I noticed it charging earlier.I snatch it up and hurry back into the steamy bathroom, quickly firing off a text to Leila.***********SMS June & Leila******************June: Hey girly... so Fenris just ate me out. It was mind-blowing. I need advice/your help!**************************************************I leave my phone within reach on the vanity and step into the spacious glass shower. As I let the hot water wash over me, the phantom heat of Fenris's touch still buzzes deliciously under my skin. Over the loud sound of the spray, my phone violently vibrates against the marble counter.**************************************************L
Fenris's Perspective"So, did I keep my promise to make you feel good?" I ask with a lazy, arrogant smirk, my chest still heaving slightly against hers.June gives me a sharp side-eye glare that speaks absolute volumes. Rolling onto her side, her strong leg tangling with mine, she wraps her arm securely around my neck and feverishly kisses me. Her lips are swollen and warm, tasting deeply of our shared pleasure. She pulls away after a long moment, a wicked smirk of her own playing on her lips."You already know the answer to that."I give her my absolute best, innocent puppy-dog eyes, pretending I don't have a clue what she's talking about.She laughs, a bright, beautiful sound that makes my inner wolf practically purr, and playfully pushes against the solid wall of my chest. "Yes, Fenris, you made me feelmore than just good. But honestly..." Her stomach gives a faint rumble against my abdomen. "I'm completely famished.""Well
June's Perspective"June, let me make you feel good. Let me treat you like a queen. Please."Aroused by the deep, pleading rumble of his voice and the absolute devotion burning in his dark eyes, I nod slowly. "Okay," I whisper bashfully.My fingers trail down the hard, perfectly sculpted planes of his chest, tracing the deep ridges of his abs. As I shift my weight against his lap, I feel the undeniable, heavy swell of his erection pressing firmly against the muscular curve of my ass. He is so impossibly rigid it almost feels like solid steel straining against his boxer briefs, his intense heat radiating right through the cotton boxers I'm wearing.He smirks, his gaze dropping to my lips, dark and heavy with a starving hunger. "You like what you feel?"I offer a shy, breathless smile in response, my heart hammering wildly against my ribs.His large, warm hands continue to map my body, trailing slowly up the athletic dip of my waist to my shou
Fenris's PerspectiveA warm, bright beam of morning sunlight hitting my face finally pulls me from a deep sleep. I slowly untangle my arms from June, stretching out my stiff, heavily muscled arms with a quiet exhale.As I roll back over to look at her, it instantly hits me: the poison is dissipating.Overnight, her cells have regenerated. She is back to her breathtaking, five-foot-ten, Amazonian self. My black t-shirt, which practically swallowed her down to the knees yesterday, is now stretched taut and riding dangerously high, barely covering the firm crest of her ass. The soft cotton clings to her newly restored, athletic curves, I can clearly see the outline of her breasts and the tight swell of her nipples.A low, strained groan escapes the back of my throat. Things just got a whole lot harder. Once again, the cold, unforgiving metal of the Legacy Lock makes itself known, keeping my feral body in check. I can feel my heavy erection fighting it, a pun
Fenris's PerspectiveAfter a few more hours of forcing my eyes to focus on political science theories, I check the clock on my phone. It’s 1:00 AM. I should probably try to get some sleep.I place my heavy textbook onto my nightstand, tapping the screen of my phone to turn off the overhead lights. Gotta love smart bulbs. The room plunges into a soft, comforting darkness, illuminated only by the faint silver moonlight spilling through the window.It doesn't take long for my exhaustion to catch up with me. I start drifting off to sleep with June completely koala'd around me, her steady breathing acting like a lullaby to my frantic wolf.Then, out of nowhere, the mate bond surges.Suddenly, a vivid, overwhelming flash hits my mind like a lightning strike. A vision of June wet before me and at the same time I start to feel June grinding up against me, while I pick up the scent of June's arousal.Fuck.My eyes snap wide open
Fenris's PerspectiveAfter finally shooing my father out of my room and firmly locking the heavy oak door behind him, I kick off my jeans. I am left in nothing but a pair of dark boxer briefs and the ever-present, magically forged metal cage of the Legacy Lock securing my groin.I grab my laptop and my thick Political Science textbooks from my desk before sliding carefully back into the massive bed. I maneuver myself as close to June as I can physically handle without crushing her. The moment my bare chest makes contact with her, the faint, electric tingling sensations of our bond flare to life, humming beneath the surface. I settle in against the headboard, placing my arm protectively around her shoulders. Down below, the Legacy Lock gives a faint, warning buzz against my skin.This isn't too bad,I project inward to Damian.We can handle this.It is at that exact moment that June sighs in her sleep, turns over, and throws her
June’s PerspectiveLeila sighs, a long, exasperated sound that vibrates with years of dealing with difficult men. "It’s the President of ΦΟΜ," she says, her tone dripping with mock fatigue. "Fenris. My idiot of a brother's best friend."That's when it hits me like a bucket of ice wa
June’s PerspectiveThe moment the heavy boutique door clicks shut behind me, the wild adrenaline that carried me across campus instantly vanishes, replaced by a cold, hollow terror.I’m standing in the middle of the Rising Star Boutique. The calming scent of dried lavender and expensive, steamed wo
Fenris's PerspectiveThen she moves to the weights.I watch her grip the Olympic bar. It isn't easy for her yet, her muscles are still actively density-shifting, her bones elongating, but she absolutely refuses to quit. She is so damn stubborn. She pushes through the violent burn of her own rapid e
June's PerspectiveI am standing in the center of a rustic village. I feel the warm, desperate embrace of two people, a strong, aged man with kind green eyes, and a woman who smells like pine and home."We missed you, Amaris," they say, their voices thick with relief and love."I missed you too, Mom







