My body bucks against the force of his thrust and I instinctively reach over my head to grip the arm of the settee. He withdraws slowly, plunging into me again in one aggressive thrust. I cry out. He's much bigger than I first saw and he stretches me out. But I feel no pain, I'm damn well aroused for this man, the wetness dripping out of me, serving as the perfect lubrication for his size. “I've been…thinking…about you….for so long, kitten”. Each word is accompanied by a thrust that rocks my insides. When I feel his cock rub against my G-spot, it feels like I'm about to convulse in pleasure. He grabs both of my hips in his hands and I know this is the perfect opportunity to drive him crazy. Bringing my second arm up to cling to the arm of the seat, I elevate my hips just a fraction and begin to ride his cock. He pauses, his fingers digging into the skin of my hips and when I glance back, I see that his head is thrown back in pleasure, his eyes halfway closed. He's reaching that peak,

I shower with all my favorite scents, the oils, the bath bombs and the perfumes. When I'm very satisfied, I come out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam, heading towards the closet to choose an outfit. I'm just about to reach into the rack of lingeries when I pause mid way. Would it seem as though I'm trying too hard? I contemplate for a minute before making up my mind. And so I reach into my rack of shirts and pull out an oversized dress shirt that was probably meant to be worn fashionably with boots or something. My heart leaps in my chest when I hear the door to my room open. Isn't it too early? It's not yet 9pm. When I come out, I see that it's only Edna, and she has brought in platters of food and is setting them up at my dining table. If only she knew. I doubt those foods will be getting touched tonight. “It smells good in here”. Edna says with a smile on her face as she takes in my dressing. I fight the heat that rises in my face. Damnit, she knows way too much. “I used a ne

Van doesn't look at all pleased about being held back by me but I don't care. I push up from my seat, taking slow, confident strides towards him.“It's obvious that we have a lot to discuss, don't we?”. He doesn't say anything, just stares down his nose at me. I stop a few steps away from him, bringing my hands up to fold across my chest. “If it's not yet obvious, your competency is very questionable, Lord Van”.He has the audacity to look very offended by my statement when it was literally just evident in the meeting. “Oh?”. He says.“Mmhmm, yes”. I lean against the table, bringing my arms behind me to support my weight. “Do you know what it entails to lead a documentation team?”. He laughs, a cold, bitter chuckle that sounds like metal grating on metal.“Pray do tell. Tell me what it entails, Luna”. Every syllable that comes out of his mouth is inflected in the most noteworthy dose of condescension. “I guess you didn't read the manual for your job then”. The smile falls off his fac

When the door closes behind the detective, I fall back onto my seat, my eyes wide in shock. I can still hear his voice echoing in my head. Wolfsbane….he said. In that particular moment, it felt like I have never dreaded a word more. They are back. It has to be them. It has to be. The same people who attempted to kill me are back again. I push up to my feet, the room suddenly feeling stuffy. Or is it my shirt? I reach up, loosening the neckline of my shirt in the hopes that it'll make me feel better. It doesn't. Focusing on my breathing exercises, I walk around the room, practicing all the old tricks to calm down. Counting numbers, identify objects, thinking of colours. I guess some things never get old because they do work. When I'm as calm as I can be, I settle back down into my seat and try to talk myself out of this. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm paranoid. Maybe I'm losing my marbles….heck in this moment, I'd rather receive a diagnosis that I'm crazy than have to confirm my suspicion

Finally, Trish lets go of him and he stalks forward towards the table.“You can take the head seat”. Trish says hurriedly and makes forward, taking off the single balloon that had been placed on the seat meant for the starcelebrant. She doesn't seem to mind, she's just very excited that her brother showed up for her birthday. Makes me wonder if Jade will ever be this excited to simply….have me na. I expect him to say a no, thank you but he only nods in acknowledgement and truly approaches the seat. When he gets to the back of my own chair, he reaches out, running his fingers lightly over the bare skin of my shoulder. Goosebumps explode on my skin at the sensation of his touch. I hold his gaze as he pulls out his seat and when he winks at me, I feel my knees actually turn to jelly, thank fucking goodness that I'm seated..The omegas on duty each of us some wine and we raise a toast to the birthdy girl. And all this while, Draaven's eyes don't levve my face. I don't get why he's staring