All Chapters of The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RHYSAND I slid the vibrator between her folds, pressing it gently against her clit.Camilla cried out, hips jerking instinctively. The sound was sharp, raw; half pain, half pleasure, and all desperation.“Oh goddess,” she whimpered, arching into my touch. “It’s—fuck—it’s working—”I watched her, never once looking away. Her brows furrowed, jaw slack as her body writhed under the soft pulse of the toy.“That’s it,” I murmured, adjusting the pressure. “Let go for me. Let the pain melt.”Her hands fisted the sheets. Her thighs trembled.“I’ve got you,” I whispered. “I’ll always have you.”Camilla whimpered, hips jerking again as the toy pressed more firmly against her clit. Her body arched, caught somewhere between agony and bliss, and I could see the exact moment the tension started to unravel.Her eyes fluttered open, hazy with need, and locked on mine.By the moon goddess.There was nothing in the world like that look. Pleasure-laden, raw, vulnerable. Her lips parted in a trembling

CAMILLA Rhysand blinked once. Slowly. Like he wasn’t surprised to see me there, just waiting to see what I’d do.“Camilla—” Kage started, brows furrowing.“No,” I cut in, eyes never leaving Rhysand. “I deserve to know what’s going on. Why was I kept out of the meeting? Why I’m being treated like I don’t matter and why—”My voice broke just slightly. I swallowed. “Why is everyone saying you’re getting married?”Rhysand watched slowly, gaze unreadable. I continued heaving heavily.“Get out, Kage,” he ordered, keeping his eyes on me.“But—” Kage wanted to protest but one stare from Rhysand told him not to argue and heed. He walked out, leaving Rhysand and I alone in the room. The silence that followed was brutal.“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Rhysand finally spoke, brows furrowed, a hint of anger in his voice.“What am I doing!?” I asked incredulously. “What are you doing!?” “What I want to do,” He replied, too calmly. “You do remember I am the Alpha and I can do whateve

CAMILLA I sat at the far end of the pack dining hall, my tray untouched, the soup in front of me going cold by the second. My spoon kept dipping in and out of the bowl, barely grazing the surface. The motion was meaningless, something to do with my hands so I wouldn’t start shaking. Across from me, Hayden stared, his brows furrowed, his arms folded, looking at me like he was trying to figure out how to approach a wild animal.“You gonna eat that?” he asked finally, nodding at the tray.I shrugged. “Not hungry.”“You haven’t eaten properly in days, Cam.” His voice was gentle, but the concern beneath it cut deeper than I wanted to admit. “You’re starting to look like you’re trying to disappear.”Maybe I was.I gave a noncommittal grunt and pushed the tray a little further away.“I don’t get it,” Hayden leaned forward. “One second, you and Rhys can’t stand each other, bickering, fighting, acting like you’re going to rip each other’s heads off or clothes off depending on the mood and n

CAMILLA I didn’t want to be the one to show Seraphina around. I had hoped someone else on the council would step up, maybe Kage or Hayden, but the moment Alpha Rhysand’s name was mentioned in connection with her, all eyes turned to me. Because of course, who better than the Beta he used to fuck? Not that they knew that.I told myself I didn’t care. That I was over it. That I could do this with my head held high.Turns out, pretending wasn’t as hard as I expected.Seraphina was… kind.Too kind.We were halfway through the training grounds tour when she turned to me, breathless from keeping up with the warriors, her long silver hair flowing in the sunlight. “Do they always train like this?” she asked, eyes wide with curiosity. “Back home in the Northern Peaks, we had twice the snow and half the aggression.”“It’s part of our pack culture,” I smiled, despite myself. “Rhysand pushes for strength, but also for unity.”She nodded thoughtfully, glancing at the warriors locking arms and

CAMILLA The skull splitting pain in my head woke me up.A dull, burning ache pulsed in my side, making it hard to breathe, like someone had tied barbed wire around my ribs. My eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the warm glow of the infirmary. The scent of herbs, antiseptic, and something sweet lingered in the air.My arm was bandaged, and my entire body felt like it had gone through hell and back.Because it had.Memories rushed in like a rising tide, blood on the floor, Seraphina screaming, the rogue’s blade coming down, and then darkness. I’d taken the blow meant for her.My chest rose shakily as I turned my head slightly.The door opened and there he was.Rhysand.Our eyes met, and something passed between us, something raw and electric and so much louder than words. He didn’t say anything at first. He just stood there for a moment, like he wasn’t sure if I was real. His eyes traveled across my body, pausing at the bruises and bloodied bandages. Guilt weighed heavy in his