Zeke felt her stiffen at his words, and he playfully bit her neck, chuckling softly against her skin, "Relax Merlin, I'm not gonna fuck you, not unless you beg for it" Merlin sighed with relief, her body relaxing against him as she rested her head on his chest and breathed in his familiar scent. Zeke nuzzled her neck as he gripped her hips and lifted her off the floor, pulling her legs around his waist as he walked into his bedroom. Laying her down on his bed, he swiftly yanked off her jeans and panties and stretched out beside her.  Staring into her eyes, he began massaging her full, rounded breasts, brushing his fingers over her taut nipples and pinching the erect buds. He watched as her pupils dilated, her emerald eyes becoming darker with her growing arousal as he moved his hand lower and firmly pressed his fingers against her wet vulva. She was panting heavily and had slightly parted her legs in anticipation of having his fingers inside her.  M

By the time the sun rose the next morning, Zeke and Merlin had both fully recovered from their ordeal the night before. Hastily eating a hearty breakfast, they packed their lunch in backpacks and headed out, making their way deeper into the bayou. Cypress and tupelo trees grew high above the soggy undergrowth, their branches twisting and turning to reach the sunlight above, as long, silky tendrils of Spanish moss clung tenaciously to the branches and trunks. The sun was high in the sky when they reached the water's edge and set off in an airboat across the bayou. Crisscrossing the water as they tried to hide from the sun's rays, they traveled upriver, following waterways that wound under the trees and through swampy marshes. They passed alligators lazily sunning themselves on the riverbank or floating inconspicuously just below the water's surface while some were bold enough to swim up to the airboat and stare, with one eye, at the occupants. It was late af

Merlin opened her eyes and blinked slowly, trying to adjust to the light streaming through the windows as she looked around and realized that she was lying on the dusty floor. She pushed herself up on her elbows, wincing at the flash of pain in her head and the soreness in her joints. Her mouth was dry and her throat felt like sandpaper as she coughed, a brittle, rasping sound that sounded alien to her. She felt like she had woken up to the worst hangover of her life as she lurched to her feet, the room swaying around her. Clinging to the table, she glanced around, noticing for the first time that the cabin was in a state of utter decay and disrepair. The floor that she had been sleeping on, was covered in a thick layer of dust and broken in places, through which weeds and bushes grew. The sunlight shone through holes in the roof and windows, illuminating the room with narrow beams of light. In a corner of the room, a dirty, tattered curtain hung tethered to the wall on

A gust of wind rushed through the tent and the scene around her disappeared as she found herself back on the pier, still gazing into the necromancer's eyes. The trance broken, Merlin stepped back, glaring indignantly at him as she stumbled and fell onto something hard and muscular, crouched down low behind her. She heard a familiar growl and instinctively reached out to grab Zeke’s neck as he rose up and leaped forward, charging past the necromancer and his witches. Merlin barely registered the surprise on their faces as they flew past, the wind whipping her face and hair so she had to bury her face in the fur on Zeke’s neck. He'd never run like this before and she could sense his urgency in getting them as far away as possible. It wasn't long before they reached the cabin and swiftly dismounting, she waited for Zeke to shift back.They hurriedly grabbed their stuff from the cabin and were rushing to the car when they heard a crackling sound from the

Merlin openly stared at the Alpha of the Darkmoon Pack, her eyes wide and her mouth open. The man was massive, completely filling the doorway and he was clad only in skin-tight black jeans, his broad, muscular chest exposed. His long, black hair hung down to his waist and around his eyes were mysterious markings that gave him a permanent scowl while enhancing his piercing blue eyes. His chest and arms were covered in more of the strange markings, like symmetrical shapes, that seemed to stretch all the way around his torso to his back. "Sébastien", Zeke greeted him with a warm smile as he walked towards him."Zeke, its been too long", Sébastien responded as both men shook hands. "So it's true", Sébastien said, nodding at Merlin. "This is Merlin, if that's what you mean", Zeke replied, turning to her and gesturing for her to come forward. "I've heard much about you", Sébastien's eyes keenly appraise