I stared at Axel, trying to decipher if he was joking, but there wasn't a hint of a joke on his face. He was serious.
I was left speechless. Utterly speechless and I had nothing to say to that. So I looked away, focusing all my attention on the book I couldn't see. “So what career are you going for?” he asked, his eyes hot on my face, his finger tracing a circle on the table. “I haven't decided yet,” I answered without looking at him. “Hmm. Want me to help you out?” “Sure.” He was silent for a while. “What are you most passionate about? What do you see yourself doing?” I thought about it for a while, closing the book. “I don't know. I've never thought of that till now.” A pause. “But I like art.” “Art, hmm? Art has many forms, sweetheart. Mirror it down. What exactly do you like about art?” “I like… I like reading a lot. Prose, poems, books. AnI stared at Axel, trying to decipher if he was joking, but there wasn't a hint of a joke on his face. He was serious. I was left speechless. Utterly speechless and I had nothing to say to that. So I looked away, focusing all my attention on the book I couldn't see. “So what career are you going for?” he asked, his eyes hot on my face, his finger tracing a circle on the table. “I haven't decided yet,” I answered without looking at him. “Hmm. Want me to help you out?” “Sure.” He was silent for a while. “What are you most passionate about? What do you see yourself doing?” I thought about it for a while, closing the book. “I don't know. I've never thought of that till now.” A pause. “But I like art.” “Art, hmm? Art has many forms, sweetheart. Mirror it down. What exactly do you like about art?” “I like… I like reading a lot. Prose, poems, books. An
“Tell me how you've been,” Axel said as we walked to his car and he held the door open for me. “I want to hear every detail.” And every detail was what I told him. I held nothing back. The drive to the library passed in a blur, and not once did Axel interrupt me. He just let me talk. “Whew,” he said when I was finally done, and that was when I noticed the car had stopped. I looked out the window to see that we were parked in front of the library. “What an eventful week you’ve had.” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. It was indeed.” “Go inside. I’ll find somewhere to park and come find you.” I looked over at him. “You’re staying with me?” He nodded. “Yeah.” “I spend a lot of time in the library.” “Uh-huh.” “Won’t you get bored?” “It's a library, sweetheart. I'm sure I’ll find something to entertain myself with. And you’re ther
I looked down at my hard dick as if it disgusted me. I shouldn't be hard at the thought of her, but goddamn it, how could I not? I want her. I know that like I know the color of the sky, but I couldn't have her. And getting hard at the thought of her was wrong to me. So I was disgusted at myself because I usually had more control than this. I had sex. I wasn't some saint who doesn't fuck. I did. I fucked like a damn animal. Sex was like some relief for me. But I only had sex when I knew I wasn't close to my rut. So I fucked as many times as I wanted. But I had control, control of when I got hard. And that was why I never touched myself. But now I found myself unzipping my pants, and taking my dick out. I stared at it like it was a stranger, watching as precum dripped down my length. I didn't want to. Goddamn it, I really didn't want to touch myself, especially with the thought of her but I know I would have to if I wanted to get it out of my system. So I spat on my hand, fisting
Kade was thicker than Axel, but not longer. I traced the veins pulsing on his dick with my tongue, feeling how hot he was. “Rosette,” he moaned deeply in his throat, his voice more raspy than before, his hands slowly making their way to my hair until they were tangled up in it. I teased him, licking the length of him and wrapping my lips around his crown, but never giving him more than that. I sucked his flushed, weeping crown hardly, acting like I was about to swallow but I pulled. He whimpered—whimpered!—his hips moving, seeking relief. “Oh, you’re a wicked woman, my love.”That made me grin, and Kade’s cloudy eyes were fixed on my lips. There was something about having a man like Kade under me, something about the control he was giving me. He was making me feel like I could undo him. And the thrill that sent through me was extremely alarming. And the way he called me ‘my love.’ How his raspy voice slowly says the word…I loved it. God, I loved it so damn much. I wrapped my lip
“You should run away—far, far away to where we can't find you, because, my love, we are monsters. Predators. You’re a lamb surrounded by wolves.” “How literally is that?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper as my hands got woven into his hair, and I tugged hard. He groaned and I felt him thicken and pressed against my bottom. “How literally is what?” he asked, his voice shaking like he was struggling to hold himself back. “The wolves part,” I answered as I leaned down and kissed his neck before I bit it. He moaned, like a full, loud moan. Fuck, I love this. This power he was letting me have. “Rosette,” he moaned, his head thrown back and exposing his neck to me. “Rosette, do you know I never expose my neck like this to anyone? It’s a sign of weakness. If Kross sees this, he will lose his shit.”“Why, Kade?” I asked, still kissing and biting his neck. He moaned, gave me the reaction I wanted, and I never wanted to stop. “Tell me why.”“Again, my love, we’re monsters.”“Canid monste
I didn't know why I flinched. I didn't understand why I felt that little fear in my gut. I wasn't going to take what I read seriously. I kept telling myself over and over again, that this was real life and those things didn't exist. So I relaxed, and the men just looked at me with unreadable looks in their eyes. “Where’s Alex?” I asked, not because I cared, but I just had to say something to fill the tense silence. “Still not back,” Kross answered, his voice cool. As I looked at him, I remembered that moment we shared this morning. I didn't really know what it was, but it looked like Kross was fighting with himself. And as I look at him right now, I don't see his wall of ice anywhere. Something must have changed in him. Kade just stayed silent, watching me but after a while, he looked away. “I'll be in my room,” I said as I turned, going up the stairs. That was awkward. I felt like their little sister whom they had to check up on when she came back from somewhere. That was real