-Kaia-My body shudders as the scent of oakmoss and whiskey drowns out every other thought from my mind. A moan escapes my lips and I bite my lip to silence it. Slick with desire, my core trembles, and I push my ass out when he slams into me again.How did I end up bent over with my hair twisted around Elijah Priest’s fist? Or more specifically, how did I end up here again?“Don’t stifle those sounds; I need your fucking screams,” he says in a dark, throaty voice and my body happily complies with his order. I don’t know how he does it, but he speaks to that dark part of me I always try to push down; when Elijah commands, it obeys.I want to stop this. I want to tell him that things can’t keep ending up this way, but when I see him, all that resolve falls away. If I had a weakness, it would be the way Elijah looks at me when no one’s watching. It’s the heat in his gaze, the promise in his touch, and the double meaning in his words.Speared on his thick cock again, he slips a hand aroun

-Kaia-I look down at my silk pajama shorts and my heart stills…I should be used to this, used to the disappointment, but it never gets easier. Another month of trying, and another month of mother nature telling me I’m not good enough to be a mother.A tear slips down my cheeks and I hang my head in my hands, stifling a sob threatening to bubble up and spill over my lips. Why can’t I do this? Why can’t I do what normal women do and give my mate a child?It’s been five years of a blissful marriage, five years of nothing but love and respect from Bjorn, and five long years of struggling to fall pregnant. Sure, he’s understanding, but how long until he’s had enough?“Kaia,” I wipe away the tears when I hear Bjorn on the other side of the bathroom door. “I saw the bedding, my love. Are you okay?”Am I okay? Is he seriously asking if I’m okay when I can’t even give him the one thing he desires?“I’m fine; I’ll be out in a few,” I answer and for once my voice doesn’t wobble. I hear him sigh

-Kaia-I throw my head back and a moan of ecstasy escapes my lips. Falling forward, I slam down on his waiting cock and listen to his erratic heartbeat as I use my scent to lead him over the edge. Faster and faster, harder and harder - he reaches his climax with a growl and I feel him jerk inside of me.The more I fuck him, the more I realize that Bjorn will never be Elijah.“Fuck, baby,” he says, out of breath. “What’s gotten into you lately?”Two weeks since I’ve seen Elijah and I still can’t seem to scratch the itch. The moment my monthlies went away, I grabbed Bjorn, and we fucked for hours. Every night, every morning before work; but even as I reach my peak every time, I still feel unsatisfied.I know why, but I refuse to admit it.“We’re still trying, aren’t we?” I say with a coy smile and a shrug. “Best part of falling pregnant is trying.”“I fucking agree with that,” he says, still out of breath while chuckling and pulling me closer. “But let's take it easy for now, yeah? Espe

-Elijah-Avanah is a vision in a tight-fitting red dress, her curves on full display and looking good enough to sink my fangs into. But I haven’t tasted her blood yet, since that’s a sacred part of a bond with your Fated and she feels the same way.She chose Kaia for this without knowing the backstory we share and I am not about to tell her either. We arrived at the hotel just before eight and walked inside. There were already a few people there, and we decided to mingle a bit. After about an hour of being there, I notice that Kaia is nowhere to be seen; even Arkyn is missing. Spotting Kira talking with two other women, I get her attention, and she excuses herself from the group while I meet her halfway.“Elijah, lovely to see you again,” she says as we lightly embrace and I plant a light kiss on her cheek. “Arkyn is busy with some pack issues that need to be straightened out and will be here momentarily.”I offer her a smile. “Thank you, I was wondering where he was,” I chuckle, th

-Elijah-“Pregnant? You know Purebloods can only impregnate their Fated, right?” I say, then I hold up my left hand. “There’s no Red Thread linking me to you and you have a mate already.”She steps away from me and starts perfuming her scent again while biting her bottom lip; telltale signs that she’s not telling me everything. “Kaia-”“I know!” she exclaims, covering her face with her hands. “Just…just give me a sec so I can get my bearings and tell you!”I watch as she paces the floor; her arms crossed and her bottom lip raw between her teeth. Whatever she’s about to tell me is major, something she obviously never intended on telling me in the first place. Having had enough of this, I take her hand, pull her towards the entertainment section and sit her down on the leather couch. She places her hands in her lap and takes a deep breath before looking at me.“For the last five years I’ve been struggling to fall pregnant; I know, weird right?” she says, shaking her head. “After anothe