Aegon/helaena Ao3 の小説・ストーリー

"Let me guess you are of the opinion of Omega's as slaves, and that a woman should do as she is told am I correct?" He was now on his knees in front of me, as was his wife, his son, Reuben, and Claire, whom I pointed out to Hela. She let up her Aura a little and the others could breathe. "You have no say over what happens with your Regional Alpha and Luna. Do you understand," Hela said, her purple eyes glowing like jewels. Suddenly, she shot back so fast that I lost my balance and Grant had to catch me. I turned to Reuben, Claire, and Oscar.

Isabelle and Philip worked from the rooftop, while Jerry and Aria made their way inside. The first room was empty. The second, too. But in the third— Helena. She stood before a server wall, her silver hair pinned up, fingers flying across a virtual screen. She turned slowly as Aria stepped forward. “I was expecting him,” Helena said, her voice like cold water. “But you’re more interesting.” Aria kept her stance firm. “You built Hekate.” “I gave it life. Creed gave it purpose.” Jerry leveled his voice. “What purpose? Control?”

He pressed the tip of his finger against Helena’s asshole, the slickness from her pussy easing the way as he pushed inside slowly, giving her time to adjust to the intrusion. Helena cried out, her body tensing for a split second before melting into the sensation, her moans growing louder and more desperate as he worked a second finger in beside the first, scissoring them gently to open her up. “Oh, fuck,” Cady gasped, her own orgasm building rapidly as Aiden’s cock hit that perfect angle inside her. “She’s taking it so well—look at her face, she loves it—” Helena could barely process the words through the haze of pleasure, her mind overwhelmed as Dane’s fingers stretched her in ways she’d on

Aria’s POV The evening was silent, a low breeze caressed the borders of the chamber, shaking the thin shutters and bringing scents of the city I had once known. Helena snuggled inside as I sat on the edge of the bed, her warmth stabilizing me. Kallos was still across the room, watching, silent yet present, patient in that way only an Alpha could be. Though small but certain, the thread between us hummed softly, determined, living, and I could feel its tug even now. I said in a whisper, my voice low, cautious, "About Eden. About… all that happened before this." Helena twitched, and I felt a faint throb of her acceptance under my palm.

Helena seemed to be fighting an internal battle, deliberately repressing an emotion that threatened to overflow. She sank into a thoughtful silence, watching the man in front of her, until, unable to contain the turmoil within her, she let out a long, shaky sigh. “Henrique Ballmer... you know...” “What?” He stared at her, attentive. “Did you know that you are even more frightening and dangerous than any aphrodisiac?” Helena had an expression of complete conflict and frustration on her face. With a muffled groan, she pulled at her shirt collar, trying to relieve the suffocating heat, while giving him an almost accusatory look.

Melia stopped spinning her, and Helena stood still, with Melia staring at her furiously. "Listen to this, you promiscuous blonde," she said, not holding back, and everyone who saw her opened their mouths slightly at those words. "This damn snow-haired imbecile is mine, only mine," she emphasized with possession. "No one touches him, no one hugs him by the neck, no one gets close to him, except me. Everything..." she trailed off. "Everything you see, everything that makes him up, is mine, got it?" Helena nodded frantically, unable to articulate, as doing so would probably make the chocolate cookies made by Za come out of her stomach in liquid form.

“I’ll always be.” “No,” he said softly. “You’re not. Not entirely. Not anymore.” He pushed back from the table and stood. “I should check the perimeter glyphs.” “Stephen—” But he was already walking away. Helena found me in the west garden, just before dusk. She wore her usual robes—dark silver today, embroidered with old lunar sigils along the cuffs. Her hair was pinned up, but loose strands had begun to fall. She looked tired, but not surprised. “Did you two speak?” she asked.

“Please, Helios, don’t stop.” Helios obeyed, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, as he chased his own release. He could feel her walls clenching around him, her body trembling as she neared the edge. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit once more, and the added stimulation was all it took to send her over. Elena cried out as her orgasm hit her, her body shuddering as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Helios followed soon after, his hips stuttering as he spilled himself inside her, his own release wracking his body with intense ecstasy.

Helena told her daughter. “But… When I and Arman are having a relationship it isn’t like this. I felt attracted to him but didn’t feel anything out of place like this unreasonable thing in my head!” Aurelia tried to deny once more, this time she exemplified her old relationship with her EX to her mother. Helena listens attentively and slowly nods at her daughter's stubbornness as she gently strokes her daughter's hair with tenderness.

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”