He lifted her off the ground, making her wrap her legs around his hips. Then he shifted position and sat down with his back to the tree. Nadia straddled him automatically. He didn't stop kissing her. Framing her waist he lifted her off of his thighs, positioned her to accept him and filled her up again. Nadia whimpered. Angel made her take all of him, cupping her ass. Nadia moaned. They both kissed each other fervently. "I want your mouth on me, Angel, " Nadia whimpered. "Tell me where," Angel rasped. "Here …" she breathed, reaching for his index finger and gently stroking it over her nipples. Angel moaned. He tilted her backwards, lowered his face to her chest and closed his lips around her left nipple. Nadia moaned as a shot of pleasure ricocheted inside her. Angel used his open palm to hold and stroked her back and stomach, sucking her persistently and making her cry out his name. He moved from one to the other, stroking the buds with his tongue and pulling them into his m

Angel took a glance in the cell block opposite his. Wolfe curled up on the cold concrete floor, leaving his bed untouched. He recalled the other Were was brought in shortly after him. Like the rest of them, he had been hopeful that they would find a means of escape, but after nine years, he gave up and became withdrawn until Antonio Rufus started making them mate with captured female wolves. The guards would bring them from another cell block every Friday night, labeling them ‘gifts’. And there were times he would mix them up with human females. But they stopped bringing in humans when the death rate started piling up. A lot of the male Weres have been locked up for far too long and have fully embraced their animalistic side. Such Weres had totally lost touch with the real world and control was alien to them. After that, they only bring in humans they want to be killed. Wolfe had formed a bond with one of the she-wolves and every time she was brought in she only allowed Wolfe to t

"What now?" Nadia tensed up and unconsciously started to bite her fingernails. She wondered if someone had seen her and Angel the night before and had ratted them out. She gasped and stepped back when her uncle looked up. Her heartbeat accelerated. She swallowed and her eyes darted in their sockets as she pondered on what to do. She always made sure to stay clear of her uncle whenever he was in one of his shitty moods but she had no idea why he would ask for Angel as soon as he stepped out of the car, looking that livid. She figured staying in her room would not get her the information she needed, she decided then to go and welcome her uncle. Internally cringing at the idea. Nadia quickly brushed her teeth, had a scented bath and picked an open-back jumpsuit that clung to her shapely body. When she stood in front of the vanity mirror in her bathroom, she swallowed at the picture she posed. Without a bra, her breast stood full and perky and her nipples strained through the strap of

“Give him double his food ration to make sure he is well fed. I will send the names of the ones to come with us after I have discussed that with my sons,” Antonio Rufus said to the guards and when they wanted to cuff him again, Antonio Rufus raised his hand gesturing for them to stop. He held Angel’s gaze and said, “We do have an understanding, right, Angel?” When Angel nodded again, he added, “There wouldn't be any need for that…” The guards stepped back and allowed Angel to walk out on his own, following him closely from behind. Angel heard the office door click shut and he took his ample time striding down the long corridor. Just when he was about twelve meters away, he heard Mathew ask, “Do you really mean to spare the werewolves you would find on that island? Because if you ask me, that will be extremely risky, they are werewolves.” “Of course not! I can hardly tell him that!” “And what do you intend to do about Alexander's son? That fool needs to be taught a lesson,” Daniel

A few minutes before, Nadia was in the dining room, taking her ample time to eat her dinner while pondering on the excuse she could use to wander close in the direction where she heard her uncle kept the Weres. She was dying to see Angel again to find out why her uncle had summoned him earlier. And of course, there was also the issue of wanting to see him alone again. The thought of going back up the stairs to her room without seeing him and finding out what was happening was putting her on edge. She looked to the entrance to the dining table for the umpteenth time, expecting her uncle or either of her cousins to walk in. She had brought a book, thinking after dinner she could use the excuse to prolong her stay downstairs. She could hardly say she wanted to go and read in the garden since it was freezing outside, and neither could she use the excuse of going for a walk. The grounds were covered with snow now and that would not do. She could not think of any reason to linger after d