Elias At Salome Novels & Stories

I opened Eulalia's door with so much force and she jumped from her seat in fear "Co-nstantine," she said and her eyes were bloodshot. She had been crying since "Can you explain to me, why Caesare has my designs?" I shouted angrily "I- I'm sorry, I don't know how he got it. I swear to you I don't know how it got missing" "Missing?, Did I hear you say missing. You are a liar" "I swear I'm not lying"

“God, be merciful to me, a sinner.” Sophia moaned louder, pushing back onto his cock. “Harder. Fuck your sin into me. Fill this dirty pussy.” He grabbed her hips tighter, slamming deeper. The table creaked under them. Her cunt clenched around him, hot and soaking, gripping every vein of his cock. Elias leaned over her back, one hand wrapping around her throat lightly, the other still working her clit. “You’re going to make me damn my soul,” he whispered harshly in her ear, then bit her neck.

Arthur had always known that many disliked Elara because she was an outsider, and he didn’t want to give them the advantage while he was still bedridden. He gave her a faint smile, pride shining in his eyes. “I don’t doubt that for a moment.” --- Later that evening, after ensuring Arthur was settled and resting, Elias returned to Selene’s room intending to monitor her progress with the lingering effects of the poison. He found her in a deep sleep, looking as though she was trapped in a nightmare. Her face was frowning, beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she tossed and turned. Elias walked up to her, almost reaching out when she caught his hand mid-air, her eyes snapping open as if she

He opened the door to find Callum standing there, arms crossed, his expression dark. “You,” Callum said, jabbing a finger at Elijah. “You mated with her?” Elijah hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t plan it, Callum. It just…happened.” Callum’s eyes darkened. “He’s going to kill you. She’s, his princess. Hell, I should kill you right now.” Salem stepped out of the bathroom, still smoothing her dress, and planted herself between them. “You won’t. He’s, my mate.” She turned to Elijah, her gaze steady. “I do. I will be your mate.

“And what about me, Rory? Did you even think what it would do to me losing you again?” I flinched. Selene’s laughter echoed through the darkened air. “Touching. But useless now.” We both turned toward her. The smoke was rising higher, twisting into the shape of something almost human. Selene smiled, her eyes glowing gold. “You see? The ritual’s price must still be paid.” The black smoke pulsed, making a figure. My breath caught. It was him. Elias. He stood there, pale and shaking, his chest rising with weak, broken breaths.

Freya’s voice turned hoarse as she struggled to say something. She knew that the Tate household always kept to their word. They were much crueller and more headstrong than the Moses family. If they said they were going to chop off Elijah’s arms, they would… She bit down on her lip and closed her eyes. Then, she opened her eyes to gaze at Old Master Tate. “However, Elijah is Sal’s wife. “If you hurt him… “Sally would never agree to that.”

“I saw it.” “Can you believe…” “She acts all innocent and gentle but who knows that she is actually a whore.” The condemnation in their eyes was worse than the words. Soren must have heard it too, because his fingers brushed mine briefly, flashing a smile at me. “Ignore them” he whispered to me and I nodded. Near the entrance of the meeting hall, stood Elias. He was leaning casually against a stone pillar, sporting a smirk on his bruised face like he had not just ruined my life.

The whole room was smelling of salt, sweat, cream and danger. Selene’s lips were still sliding up and down Elias’s cock. Her moans was breaking through the storm that was roaring. Elias’s hands gripped her hair even tighter, and he was taking control if every move that she made. He looked like he was. Man who had been reborn. His eyes were darks and winks. His chest was rising and falling every thrust that hit against her throat.

From beyond the door came Camela's faint voice calling out for him softly: “Vincent…” He froze and looked up sharply; the voice sounded weak as if buried deep beneath stone. “Camela! I’m here!” he responded. The First Bride's smile widened maliciously. “She calls for you; yet with each step she takes…she's drawn further away.” Elias's silver eyes blazed with intensity. He raised both hands, his voice turning into a sharp incantation. The ground cracked open, and chains emerged once more, shining so brightly that they burned the stone.

Elin looked at him and shook her head, “Of course not. It’s the toilet keeper doing. They must have offended her somehow" She was giggling nonstop and gasped as Bardie glared at her and stopped near Shan seat to mutter something near his ear. Something spicy was going to happen and Elin was getting that vibe as Shan glared her back and stoop up from his seat. Bardie smirked evilly and stayed still to watch the show while Shan walked toward her with his menacing glare. “Something feels off!” Noel said while looking forward and leaning a little near her. She gulped and leaned a little near him, too, while looking at the angry Shan, “Yeah, something is definitely off”.