Traian The final remnants of my self-control fled when I felt her lips on mine and caressed her body. Though I am aware that she had no idea, her remarks nonetheless hurt. She needed a diversion from the agony I could clearly scent back in the pub. Even if she believed I was the solution to her pain, I'd accept it happily. I'll accept anything she gives me. I know she'll figure out what her body meant when it responds to mine very soon. "You're mine, Jaidyn. Mine," I growled, smashing my lips on hers again. My entire body was mashed up against hers. She produced the most delicate noises as we were fucking, but when I placed my hardest section against her belly, that delicate sound changed into a startled gasp. I stuck my tongue inside her mouth while it was slightly open, and the flavor was as precise as I had imagined. Sweet. Addicting. I lost control of myself. My entire life, I have been looking forward to this—to her. I've spent centuries daydreaming and longing about my mat

I was awakened by the gleam of the sun as it peaked through the window. I blinked in an effort to clear my sight. My head hurts so much; it seemed like someone was bashing it. The hangover sucks so badly. I didn't move, but I could feel a strong arm around my midsection that seemed like it was made of steel. I grimaced, my senses were on high alert. I glanced to my left and my eyes widened at the sight of a sleeping man—of Traian. Then, as if by enchantment, every interaction I had with this man last night flooded back into my memory. The anxiety faded, but a different emotion emerged. I stared at Traian for a while more. I dragged my gaze on his face from the sharp features of his jaw, nose, flawless skin, and long, thick eyelashes. Until my eyes landed on his soft lips that worked wonders on me last night. My heart fluttered, and the impulse to touch him raced through my body and thoughts. I felt a surge of contentment like this was so right, which only made me feel anxious. I wa

Jaidyn I looked up as I heard someone knocking on the door. I put down the clothes I was folding and stood up from sitting on the edge of the bed. All of my clothing is spread out on the mattress, and my duffel bag and backpack are placed on the floor. When I reached the door and opened it, Claire was there, cradling a jar of cookies. "Hi!" She greeted me cheerfully. I noticed how her eyes widened a little upon seeing my puffy eyes so I forced a smile, opening the door wider. "Hey" She handed me the jar, saying, "This is for you. I know you will love these cookies." "Who made this?" "Kate" Claire stepped inside, "She runs a diner in the town, and she asked me to give this to you, which she feels may entice you to go to her diner." I shut the door behind us and we made our way to the living room. "Please send my thanks to her. I love cookies" After setting the jar down on the table, I turned to retrieve drinks for us when I saw Claire halting her steps and gazing intently towa

Claire ushered me inside. There are few occupied tables. Upon entering, Kate immediately showed up from the kitchen with a surprised expression written on her face. I waved at her. “Hey” “Oh my god! You came” she exclaimed upon getting near us. Claire replied, "I told you, my persuasion power is real” Kate rolled her eyes and grabbed my wrist as she dragged me onto a table that was vacant, saying, "Oh please, Claire." I laughed at the two and took a seat while Kate suddenly stare vacantly into space for a second. My mind immediately goes to Sally at the pub and Claire and Cayden in their home when I see this action. All of them had these fleeting flashes when their thoughts seemed to be elsewhere. Claire patted my hand before I had a chance to think anything about it. Claire said, “Her soup was great. It is my favorite here” “Really?” I turned to face Kate and said, “Then I would like to have that please” Kate grinned at me and said with excitement. “I already ordered it along

He gave me a more intense kiss. I moaned, my arousal increasing. He immediately put his tongue on my throat once I broke off the kiss, and I gasped. As his lips and tongue nibbled and sucked at my delicate skin, I moaned at how fantastic it felt. My grip on his biceps became tight. When the cloud of desire seemed to be slowly drifting off me, I opened my mouth and spoke what I am sure sounded like a groan. “Wait…no…stop” I was stunned by how forcefully those words flowed out of my mouth and even more stunned that he really backed away. However, he gave me a sarcastic look as if he knew I wasn't really asking him to stop. I step back, exhaling deeply as I lifted my shaky fingers and brushed my lips. I mumbled, glaring at him. “What do you think you're doing?” He took a step closer and used his thumb and forefinger gently gripping my chin. My head was forced to turn to face him as he held it still, keeping his eyes fixed on me. I could still feel his lips on me. My squeals of ecsta