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It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.

What if she still refuses us tomorrow? Layla was the first to chime in, siding with Keira. "Keira is right. We can't lose our heads first! She was trying to divide us! We absolutely cannot fall for it! Tomorrow, let's all wear black to the meeting and pressure her!" Looking at the chat screenshots Claire had sent me, I smiled. I threw the lawyer's draft, which targeted only Keira, into the shredder. Then, I dialed Mark. "New plan, Mr. Miller. I need you to draft a new complaint. The defendant will no longer just be Keira."

I said to my sister she screeched and turned back below the clouds. "Drax it’s time to stop fucking playing with him drag his ass back down by his tail. You know what will happen if we grab his tail. He will kill us.” Drax said cautiously. “Yea he can try but hopefully Nix can get the disc on him before he catches us.” I said to Drax who let out a loud screech as he flapped his huge wings, coming within reach of Lynx and bit down on his tail pulling as hard as he could throwing him downwards into the air hoping he fall far enough so Nix can place the disc on him before he recovers and come to kill me.

Malrik launched again, fangs lengthening, the monster fully awake now—but Drael flicked a wrist and slammed Malrik into the floor so hard a crater formed where his body hit. He didn’t move. Drayan lunged at Drael next—silver blade drawn—but the entity caught the weapon between two fingers. “Drayan,” he said. “Still loyal to the wrong brother.” Drayan spit blood in his face. Drael sighed. “Rude.” He backhanded Drayan across the room. I swallowed my fear, shoved Mara into Afsana’s shaking arms. “Take her. Hide. Don’t stop running until you reach the west wing.”

The crowd asked Dhruv to sing a Hindi song and he obliged. ****** **SONG SEQUENCE STARTS** ****** Ae dil na kar tu chaahtein... [Oh my heart never ever fall in love] Tujhko nehi ijazatein... [You don't have permission to fall in love] Dehleeze se... na utar.... Don't get out from your doorstep [Don't fall in love] Khushiyan nehi ish rah mein [There is no happiness in this path (of love)] Milte hein gham in chah mein

I reached down rubbing my soaking cunt, the ecstasy consuming me. I was a vessel, being filled, used…perfectly used. Spit and tears dripped down my chin. Malik pulled out of my mouth, his cock glistening with my saliva. “Look at this fucking dick,” he commanded, slapping it against my lips. “Look at what you’re worshiping, you born-to-fuck slut. It’s better than you’ll ever be.” “It’s… it’s perfect,” I choked out, my voice ragged. “So big. I want it. I need it.” I leaned forward and licked a long stripe from his balls to his tip, swallowing the bitter-salt of him.

“We cannot hold much longer like this!” The leader’s voice rang out from the left. “Hold the center! Elora and Drax are the key!” The tall dark shape focused all its fury on us. It lunged forward, smoke limbs reaching for the bond. The thread pulled taut again. Pain tore through both of us. Drax dropped to his knees, still holding me. His arms shook violently. “It is trying to rip us apart,” he gasped. “Do not let go. Please.” I dropped with him, hands framing his face. “I will not let go,” I said. My voice cracked but I kept talking. “You are not your father. You are here. You are fighting with me. Feel that. Hold onto that.”

EVELARA The orchestra was already playing by the time we returned to the grand hall. Yet my mood was sore. Why not? That stupid collar— ‘Ruined the fu**ing moment!’ Drave finished the word, groaning. And I didn't disagree! I mean, it was sweet whatever was happening and then, that stupid collar! ‘Let the storm take that bastard! Let him be co*k blocked!’ Dravara cursed under her breath. ‘Yes!’ And I chimed in… But the frustration melted right away, when his hand started moving up and down on my waist, as though he could feel the tension running through me. I just hope he doesn’t get to know the tension itself, it would be too embarrassing.

Drake growls dropping down to his knees and pulling one of Lydia’s legs over his shoulders. He brings his hand up to her pussy again and spreads her lips, revealing her swollen clitoris. He moves his mouth towards her and places a gentle kiss on it, earning a gasp for Lydia. He uses his tongue to lap up her juices circling around her clit and going agonizingly slow over her slit. “Oh god.” Lydia calls out in pleasure, unable to contain her cries of pleasure any longer. Drakes starts to finger Lydia again determined to get her to cum a second time. He’s pumping his fingers in and out of her faster and harder than the time before, while gently sucking on her clit.

I sat off to the side watching these two drama queens perform and couldn’t help laughing. Soon after, there was a knock at the door. --- Travis stood in the doorway with his hair dripping, eyes heavy-lidded, looking as pitiful as a dog caught in the rain. He held a plate of sliced tropical fruit. He didn’t say a word, but his gaze swept over me like an X-ray. When he saw my nearly sheer silk blouse, his expression darkened, the kind of simmering, helpless anger that was almost ridiculous. I teased him on purpose. “Want to come in and join the party?”