Semua Bab I was Promised to a Warlock: Bab 31 - Bab 40

Alexander The woman who had wormed her stubborn, beautiful way into my heart. Was I really going to let this happen? How could I, but how was I going to stop my father, he may be weakened but he is still tne times more powerful than me. On the one hand, I had started to care for the sweet Calliope, but how could I be sure she even felt the same? I had been burned before, by my “gift” and when my father showed me the truth, although cruel, it was enlightening. The memory of walking in on my dear Elaine the night of our engagement in much the same position as the poor servant girl now replayed in my mind like a fresh nightmare. I thought she had loved me, but in truth I had never given her the chance to say otherwise. But Calliope was different, I had brought her into that closet in the dark, she could not see me and she still wanted me I could feel it. Uncertainty tainted my recollection of that day, making me doubt her desire for me. I wouldn’t decide

Calliope His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into his lap. With either leg straddling him I could feel his hardness against my core. We sat there for a minute, staring into eachother’s eyes. My need growing, could feel the heat from my center radiating. The anticipation became unbearable, I began to grind against him. My arms finding their way around his neck, pressing my breasts against his chest. His breathing became heavy and his eyes dilated with desire. All at once I felt his mouth on mine, our tongues fighting for dominance. Our bodies melded together trying to become one. I reached down between us fiddling with his pants until I freed his large cock, I pushed aside my panties rubbing myself in a circular motion, readying myself for the explosive feeling I craved. The light touch making me cry out, Alexander’s mouth swallowing my cries. Once I felt myself nice and wet I slowly impaled myself on him. I heard a low growl emanate from deep w

Alexander I catch my reflection in the intricate floor length mirror and it gives me pause, as I do up my cuff links. The long, black suit coat with dark gold lace carefully woven in a dizzying pattern was tailored to me like a second skin. My black dress pants and shirt escentuating the bright flower boutonniere that I am assuming matches Calliope’s wedding dress. The glimpse of my traditional black leather gloves that our kind wore on these occasions only brought up the tainted memory of these gloves and the first time I had tried them on, visions of Elaine came haunting me like ghosts from my past. How she giggled at the silky feeling of them on her body as I stripped her down, she begged me to keep them on as I pleasured her in every way. She wanted to know that on our wedding day, in front of all of our family and friends she could relive our little private moment and no one would know but us. The soft squeak of the leather drew my focus back to the mirro

Calliope When I finally felt ready Adylin called for Mae to accompany me to the ceremony as she went ahead to prepare the guests. The hallways were silent with anticipation, the only sound was the quiet rustling of my dress dragging behind me. I turned a corner to see Elirond standing tall dressed in what I assumed to be formal wear for the Fae, a long emerald green cloak overtop of a golden metal plates over his chest that looked similar to armor. His long hair was tucked behind his ears putting them on full display. Their points so pronounced they looked almost sharp. Reflexively I reached to touch my own and was surprised to find that they had changed. Which should have been no surprise. So much about me had changed in the last few days I hardly recognized myself at all. It made this whole thing alot easier. It felt more like I was an outsider watching my life through someone elses eyes. Just a few days ago I was a college student itching to get away and now I would do any

Alexander "Kael," I scowled. The sound of chaos in the pews behind me was barely heard amidst the blood rushing to my ears. "Oh don’t look so sour Alex, it's nothing personal. Besides I was invited," the smug look on his face and his use of my name so flippantly enraging me further. A sudden gust of wind bellowed beside me making me clutch onto Calliope harder, her figure still limp in my arms. I see a green cloak waft in front of us quickly before I hear a voice chime in. "You are not welcome here and you were most certainly not invited. Now leave while you are still able to do so Kael," Elirond's voice boomed so loud I felt the floor shake beneath me. Magic had definitely been awoken, whether that was a good or bad thing had yet to be seen. I glanced down at Calliope’s unconscious face. Her soft features had contorted into a look of pain. I carefully wiped away the blood trail slowly dripping from her eye like a tear. I half expected the blood itself to be gold, but I gue