Lenu 소설 & 이야기

Fiona’s POV "Loreen is now 18 years old. It's time to bring her and conduct our ceremony. Leena, you will go and bring her," said Fiona, as she rose from her throne and moved towards the young woman bowed close to her. "Yes, my lady," said Leena. She turned around and walked out of the throne room. "Laura, is everything ready for the ritual?" asked Fiona.

Michael whispered, “Lena, whatever you’re thinking—don’t.” Lena closed her eyes. She had already crossed one line. What was one more? She bent down, picked up the USB— And made her decision.

Lena drives us home and helps me upstairs to our bedroom where Rita and Antony are having a post coitus nap. “They are adorable,” Lena says. “They are, and I love how Antony’s little nipples have gotten puffy with his pregnancy,” I reply. “I love how yours have, though, yours are more than just a little puffy and the nectar they produce is sweet,” Lena says. She loves sucking on my nipples before filling my ass and I love that she feels so free in showing off her body in clingy leggings and cropped tops that allow people to see she is neither and both genders at once.

Tonight the blur became a smudge. Jordan was sprawled on Lena’s bed in bike shorts and an oversized hoodie, legs kicked up against the wall, scrolling through Anki cards on her phone. Lena sat cross-legged on the floor, back against the bed frame, pretending to reread the same paragraph about action potentials for the fifteenth time. “You’re not even turning pages,” Jordan said without looking up. Lena sighed, closed the textbook. “My brain is soup.” Jordan snorted. “Same. Want to take a break? We’ve been at this for four hours.”

Unless you were his equal. I watched Alpha Jeremy come into the room. Leo looks a lot like his father, they had the same dark thick hair though the Alpha’s was greying around the temple and in streaks here and there and has the same shaped face. Leo had his mother’s eyes, His father’s eyes are a deep brown, and full of concern as he looks at me. “Hey Nova” he says gently “Or should I say Luna?” I am guessing he’s trying to ease any tension in the room but I don’t know how to react to being called Luna. It never occurred to me that was going to happen now.

she murmured, voice husky from earlier cries. Mia turned her head, lips brushing Lena’s shoulder. “I want to feel you everywhere. All night.” Lena’s smile was slow, wicked. She rolled onto her side, propping herself on one elbow. “Then let’s play.” She reached for the small black duffel bag they’d both pretended not to notice earlier, the one Lena had packed “just in case” and Mia had teased her about. Now there was no teasing. Lena unzipped it slowly, letting the sound build anticipation. Inside: a sleek purple vibrator, curved and ridged, a slim silver bullet, a bottle of lube, and a smooth, double-ended dildo in soft silicone, deep indigo.

Inside, Maya looked up as Lena walked in and shot Lily a disapproving glance, but said nothing. Lena plopped herself down beside them like it was the most natural thing in the world and emptied the contents of her snack bag on the bed—chocolate-covered pretzels, sour gummies, and an unopened Red Bull. “Still hacker mode?” Lena asked playfully, nudging Maya. Maya gave a half-smile but didn’t say anything. Lena’s eyes scanned the laptop screen. “Three tries left?” “Yeah,” Lily said. “We’re not risking it until the timer resets. Another hour or so.”

Watching her. She wears the navy blazer today. Good. That one is my favorite. I swivel my chair toward the wall of screens behind me. Twelve high-resolution monitors glow softly in the dark. On them, Lena lives a hundred lives. One feed shows her kitchen, another her living room, and another her hallway—my favorite, her bedroom—angled just right through a camera hidden in the smoke detector. She’s brushing her hair now. Long, slow strokes. Like a lullaby for the soul.

Distance returned instantly. Like a door slamming shut. Aurora hated how much she noticed that. “I’m fine,” she said quietly. The words came automatically now. A habit. One she was beginning to despise. Lena snorted from the corner. Aurora almost closed her eyes in exhaustion. Not now. Please. Selene turned toward Lena politely. “You seem upset.” Lena smiled. A very fake smile. “Do I?” “Yes.” “Oh.” Lena folded her arms. “Maybe it’s because tonight has been extremely ridiculous.”

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