LOGIN(Annabell POV)I hate work sometimes!I do love my job, I do, but right now my receptionist is off ill, I'm working like a one armed paper hanger, I've got a headache, I need a massage; head, back and feet, I need sleep, and on top of that, it's my goddamn birthday!I don't deserve this of all days!I have appointments all day, from 9.30am right through to 6pm I have appointments.I don't even have time for lunch!Great birthday eh?I sit in my office, readying myself for my first appointment when my office phone rings.I grumble silently and answer, "Dr Annabell Tryst's office.""Oh Nannie! Hellloooooo." A high pitched, happy voice sounds down the phone.My eyebrows furrow in confusion; I recognise that voice.. That bubbly, loving voice."Dyanna?" I gasp, the light bulb going off in my head.Dyanna was my best friend until Ricky came along and took over.I haven't spoken to Dy in over two years!"Oh Nannie! I missed you," she gushes- her usual self, "I've wanted to call for so long b
(Continuation of Katerina's POV)"Fuck, baby. You're always horny for Daddy's cock.""Mmm, it's such a good cock," I say as I look up to his hazel eyes. My fingers unbuckle his belt, then unbutton and unzip his pants, pulling them down, along with his boxer briefs, freeing his erection. I grab his thick cock in my hands, stroking him, gauging the sensitivity of his cock through his facial expressions and sounds. My tongue pokes out to lick his tip in a teasing manner, and my eyes continue to observe his face. His cock twitches from the sensation. My hand jerks his cock, and my cheek rubs against it as I do. "Beg me, Daddy. Tell me how much you want this sexy cock of yours to be worshipped.""Fuck, I need those sexy lips of yours around Daddy's cock so much. Please, I need your mouth cuddling my cock."His hand comes to sit behind my head, as he grabs my strands of hair."Good enough," I tell him. My lips surround the head of his cock, sucking on it, and I feel the slight bucking of hi
(Katerina's POV) I don't know what was wrong with me yesterday.My body ached all afternoon while I was still at work. I tried calming myself but I couldn't and had to bear the pains that consumed the whole of my body. This pain was suspicious, familiar. But I just couldn't figure out the reason. It was as if my whole body was on fire. Wait! I recognize that feeling. It has never happened to me but I remember hearing stories about shifters having similar feelings when their mate is having sex with someone else. Could my mates or either of them be cheating on me? I would die. That would mean a heartbreak that I've never imagined would happen to me.I don't think I can ever forgive either of them that is doing this, except of course this feeling isn't exactly about that. Should I confront them about this? I wouldn't want to start accusing either of them without enough evidence or proof. Maybe it was just an illness or something..? I wouldn't confront them. I don't want t
I close my eyes and part my lips, welcoming the onslaught of his amazing sexual abuse.After a few sounds of a zip, and the clothes falling to the floor, I feel two hands clutch at the sides of my face, threading into my messy hair, "look at me angel. Please." Kaden begs.Using all the effort I can muster to pull my eyelids apart, I stare up into his eyes; as swollen and red as mine.I thought he was closed off?I thought he didn't cry?What have I done to him?Gently, I snake my shaking hands up his waist, over his ribs and chest, up his shoulders to his face; his godlike face, cradling it gently, "Kaden.. What have I done to you?"I don't get a verbal answer; I get a darkening gaze, gritted teeth and a low groan.Kaden grabs my thighs, pulling them up and around his waist and he eases deep inside me with expert slowness."Keep your eyes on me; see what you do to me Annabell. I'm going to make love to you. This isn't about rough, pain or losing control.. This is about feeling."I swa
(Annabel POV)I can't remember when I fell asleep last night, but I know it was the most well rested and satisfying night I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing.Kaden had given in to my plea, he gave me what I needed and turned me inside out in the process.My skin was sensitive, my emotions were bare and raw but I knew I could handle it if he let me explore my submissive side again.Carefully, testing myself, I open one eye, then the other, letting the morning light in.I realise my body is pinned to my sides when I try to bring a hand up to scratch my nose.. And fail.Looking down, I see a snoozing, restful Kaden sling across my body, holding me tightly in his grip.What a peaceful face..A usual tight knit, conservative, controlled man shows off his vulnerable side to me once again.When did I become so lucky as to get given a chance of a life with a successful, talented and caring man?I lay there, drinking in Kaden, and all his beauty when a particular part of him starts t
I can't control the movements my openly splayed body is making, or the sounds emanating from my lips.It's too good to care."Oh well done Annabell.." Daddy breathes with a smile on his face, "that was very rewarding."I blush again- how the hell does he cause this??I don't blush!!My gag is removed, giving me a chance to relax and stretch my jaw."Are you happy to try more? Or would you like to stop?"How considerate is Kaden?? Daddy?"More please." I whisper through my exhaustion; that hot ache is still clouding my body, and I need it to go away."Excuse me? Ask properly Annabell." Daddy scolds, making me feel like an errant child.I have to rephrase.."Please can I have more Daddy?" I ask, staring up at him with wide eyes.The smile I'm rewarded with causes butterflies and the heat to multiply exponentially."That's better baby, good girl.." Daddy strokes my cheek lovingly, then reaches over and unties me from the bed frame.I'm free..? What is he planning?I just lay there and st
The whimpering in my head was growing and I couldn’t ignore it anymore; my head throbbed, my heart was caving in on itself and there was nobody around to ease the burden on my aching body. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry or shout at someone but I just couldn’t bring myself to move or use much n
(Virginia POV)Balloons suck. I hate balloons.It doesn’t matter whether they’re helium or ones you make yourself dizzy filling up with your precious oxygen, they’re irritating, time consuming and an eyesore. Why oh why did I do this every year?Why did I put myself through these ghastly things?Wh
(Douglas POV)I went inside and met Virginia. She has calmed down a bit but she seemed to have a little bit of unrest. I was surprised to see her sleeping and turning her face around at the same time as though she was dreaming.I looked at her tummy and wondered what the baby was going to look like
(Douglas POV)Red.Rouge.Crimson.All I could see was red. My vision was clouded with blood red.Red with anger. Fury. Rage. And that was just me, forget about my wolf! He wanted blood. He was out for Lydia’s blood. He wanted to rip her head clean from her neck, to gouge her eyes from the sockets,







