جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 20

Kane's POVI woke with a sharp gasp, bolting upright in the massive bed, sweat pouring down my chest. The nightmare still clung to me. Flames, blood, my parents’ screams, but the real pain hit harder.A sharp ache moved up from my butt to my spine, forcing me to hold my side firmly. The soreness deep in my ass was impossible to ignore. I tried to sit up straight, but a raw, stretched ache pulsed fervently with every tiny shift I made. The memories of yesterday came flooding into my mind. I had never felt this weak. All my life I had been the one in control; I was always powerful, unshakable, the Alpha everyone feared. Now my body betrayed me with every twitch, sending unwanted sparks of heat through my cock even as shame burned in my chest.I could still feel Vesper's thick cock spreading me wide. Such a hot sensation, constantly reminding me of how thoroughly he had fucked me last night, and my hole throbbed at every thought. The feeling was humiliating, addictive, and foreign.I gl

Azreal's POV.I kept tracing slow, teasing circles along the sensitive skin of Kane’s inner thighs, my fingertips barely grazing him as he sat perched on my lap like a good little wolf. His plump lips parted obediently around every piece of fruit I fed him, chewing slowly, almost sensually. Every time my fingers drifted higher and closer to his thickening cock, goosebumps erupted across his flesh, and his breath hitched.His dick twitched hard against his robe, betraying him even as he tried to act unaffected. I smirked, deliberately ignoring it again, letting my nails scrape lightly over his thighs instead."You’re thinking too hard again,” I murmured, voice low and rough with want.I picked up another ripe, juicy fig and pressed it to his lips. He took it, eyes locked on mine as sweet nectar trickled down his chin. My gaze zeroed in on that glistening drop like a predator.“Tell me what’s going on in that thick head of yours, baby.”He swallowed, Adam’s apple bobbing. “I’m not thi

Kane's POVI woke up alone, the heavy silk sheets tangled around my bare legs like a lover's lingering embrace; my muscles ached with a deep soreness that pulsed with every shift of my body. We need to talk; I need to get back home. I've been gone for too long without word to the pack. This could spark a war.A low murmur of voices drifted from the hallway. I staggered to my feet, heart hammering, and pressed my ear against the cool wooden door.“His uncle made himself the alpha of the pack and brought his minions to our abode, but we were prepared and won the war. Right now they are in the dungeon chained down with silver.” Viktor's voice boomed through the door.“Regi has been planning to kill Kane for years,” Sylas's smooth, velvety voice cut through. “We were only able to keep him safe because of Nat.”*Regi, my uncle? He would never hurt me. Are they familiar with Nat, my beta?*I tiptoed closer, breath shallow.“Regi killed his parents, and it's our duty to protect Kane. Regi a

Sasha's POV.“Happy fucking birthday to me,” I whispered, the words bitter on my tongue as I blew out the single candle flickering on the cupcake. The flame died with a wisp of smoke that curled up toward the vaulted ceiling of the empty kitchen.Mother had chosen another overseas deal over her only daughter. Again. Dominic, my stepfather, was off handling “business” with her, leaving me alone in this sprawling marble tomb of a mansion. Twenty years old, and my celebration was this: one store-bought cupcake, silence thick enough to choke on, and an unbearable, throbbing ache between my thighs that no amount of ignoring could kill.The loneliness only worsened it. Ever since we moved into this house, my thoughts about Dominic had been anything but innocent. No warm father-daughter daydreams, just raw, filthy cravings. I wanted his big hands pinning me down, his thick cock stretching me open until I couldn’t think straight. It grew unbearable when he invited his best friend Bastian

Sasha’s POVEvery time I closed my eyes, the thick outline of Dominic’s cock pressed against my thigh flashed behind my lids. The memory of his fingers stretching me open, curling against that spot until I broke, kept my body restless and aching. My pussy still felt swollen, and tender from how roughly he had handled it.By 6 AM I was on autopilot, wide awake, standing under the hot shower spray, letting the hot water run over my sore and sensitive body.*This is a mistake; I have to stop it now before it gets out of hand.*The thought rang in my ear repeatedly like a warning.I dried myself off, pulled on a short red sundress, and slipped a lace thong underneath. The fabric barely reached mid-thigh, with my nipples showing faintly through the material.I stared at my reflection one last time, cheeks already flushed, then forced myself downstairs.Dominic was waiting in the kitchen, leaning against the marble counter in a crisp white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. He