131. I love this woman with my life

~Mosley~ I lick her entrance again, sucking her clit as I slide a second finger into her. She starts trying to grind up against me again, making all those fantastic fucking sounds. This time, when I blow cold breath all over her beautiful wetness and she tenses, I double down, plunging my fingers deep into her as I devour her pussy. She swears and grips my shoulders as a sudden surge of heady squirts drenches my face, sending my control out the window as my cock twitches. I moan as pleasure races through my body. Her entrance pulses around my fingers. Gods. I’m officially addicted to this. I smile breathlessly up at her, but Bethany’s eyes widen as she sits up.

Last Updated : 2025-10-21

133. My Vel is Back

~Olyon~ After a stressful job in Velthra with that sonofabitch called Magnus Wrath, I finally get back to the Mate-pack apartment. Notifications have already been sent via mail that there won't be classes today. After what Magnus and I went through at Velthra, it's understandable. I have no doubt he's already telling them everything that happened in that plane of existence, and the ones he forgets to say, Elyraeth will get it out of his head. Whatever these Liminal order members are doing, it’s starting to get out of hand. They need to stop or regroup and find a more permanent solution. My already battered body has seen the worst, as I can barely see with one of my eyes, which was almost blinded by creatures in Velthra. “Where is Bethany?” I ask the dragon shifter. He's seated beside the Fae like a watchdog, while the Fae sleeps or whatever it is he is doing. “Sleeping,” The dragon whispers, as if he's determined not to wake up the sleeping Mort. “Fuck, why are you this

Last Updated : 2025-10-22

134. What happened to Asad's family

~Oyon~ I shake and nod my head all at once. I watch her smooth hands hover around where she begins massaging a coconut-smelling oil on my skin. I have no doubt the dragon kept that shit in my room. That prince is big on skincare and stuff. Can spend hours looking at the mirror and practicing skincare routines or whatever it is he chooses to call it. Bethy raises a brow as if she's asking me to continue. “People believe I was sent to solve a problem. It made me force myself to read and learn everything I could about the Vel Morin before me, and I found out why he came. It gave me a sense of purpose, and it was mostly the reason I was able to endure the shit I went through in the hands of the Liminal order as a child.” She stops massaging me, and I almost cry out in protest. “They hurt you?” I've never shared with anyone what I really went through in the hands of Kaelith Argon and the others. I'm not big on speech and expression because I harbor a lot of pain deep inside me.

Last Updated : 2025-10-22

135. Ruined the chances

~Olyon~I have been in countless dreams, but never have I been so sated.It's almost noon, my room is dim and quiet aside from Bethany's soft breathing.In Velthra, I lay on the bed beside her and savor every second I can soak in her aura like it's the only balm for my shredded soul.Knowing what little I do about her background, peace must have been virtually nonexistent in Bethany's life, as evidenced by the night terrors that cling so tightly to her psyche anytime they can.With my presence, she's finally resting.And dear gods, she's utterly fucking delectable in her sleep.I sigh as I adjust my inappropriately hard cock for the hundredth time. If she knew how deviant my desires for her are, I wonder how she would react.She might be disgusted.But then, my beautifully twisted little Sweetheart is always taking me by surprise, so perhaps if she knew…Bethany's dream that's been spreading around me for the last couple of hours fades abruptly, and she opens her eyes to squint at the

Last Updated : 2025-10-23

136. Bound to her

~Olyon~My Sweetheart looks away, her hands sliding from my neck. "Asad is not a Netherlord, and even if he were, putting back my soul is impossible. Besides, it doesn’t matter. I'm just some pathetic-"I take her chin to make her look at me because this is the second time she's uttered that bullshit word in my presence.I won't stand for it."Try that again, Sweetheart."Bethany's dark eyes flash, and for a moment, I think she's going to tell me to go fuck myself.But instead, she slips out from between me and the wall and begins shampooing her hair. She speaks nonchalantly."Darius preserved it with magic. Getting to it is a suicidal mission. It sits on display on a high altar in his chamber."On display.Like a damned trophy.Fury floods my system, and I spend the next five minutes lost in especially violent machinations within my own head.I've never seen the Entity, and I have no reason to believe I ever will. but imagining scraping the top layer of his skin, bit by bit, calms me