Romans & histoires Rey Skywalker Rule 34

KILLIAN POV I have three rules in my life. 1. Show everyone why I am the Alpha of this pack. 2. Keep control. Always. 3. Never, ever, touch the girl who ruined my life. But the moment I saw her, heard her desperate, filthy moans of my name, rule number three vanished. I wanted to take over wherever her fingers were buried. Replace them. Punish her with them. I wanted to bury my cock so deep inside her that she felt me for weeks.

I swear—" His fingertip finally brushes over me, feather-light, and my whole body jolts. My thighs press together, trapping him there. "Rule three." His voice is gravel, low and unyielding, as he presses just enough for sparks to crackle through me. "You come when I say. Not before." "Ahhh—" I moan into his chest, the sound ripped out of me, muffled, needy. My head shakes, frantic. "Yes, yes, I’ll wait, I’ll—" He stops, and pulls his hand away, leaving me clenching around nothing, trembling. His eyes pin me like knives. "Break a rule," he says, voice cold enough to burn, "and you’re done."

She barely recognized the woman looking back but she trusted her more than the girl she used to be. She pressed her palms to the sink. You belong to the war now. “No,” she whispered to her reflection. “The war belongs to me.” Her phone buzzed. A new message. Same unknown number. SPECTER: Rules matter. If we’re to work together, you’ll need mine. Another message followed immediately. SPECTER: Rule One: You don’t act without my clearance. Rule Two: Elias stays out of direct contact. Rule Three: Leonardo dies when I say so.

Zeth howled to gain her attention. “Come to me, Kitten.” But she didn’t even spare a glance for me, breaking his heart. I focused on the conversation to wrap it up quickly. We needed to go back home soon. Alpha Raymond’s minion gave me a file, I read it quickly and spoke, “These rules are regarding the protection of a werewolf pup. It’s for couples only, Alpha. Why is it relevant to my Erasthai?” That Alpha had asked me to discuss the matter of Shyla’s baby, then what was the use of this law. He looked at Shyla, whose pleading eyes didn’t waver his determination.

“Petty guy.” She skimmed the rules aloud: “Rule one — obey and respect, no matter what. Rule two — no dirty words. Rule three — don’t dare fall in love with me.” Avery burst into laughter. “Please, you should be more worried about yourself.” Kieran’s lips twitched into the faintest smirk. “We’ll see about that.” “Rule five — no interfering in each other’s personal lives. And the last one… every action comes with a reward or punishment, decided by you. Huh. Interesting.”

It was possession wearing the shape of love. Adrian stepped back a little, exhaling slowly as if reining himself in. “You’re trembling again.” Theo forced a weak smile. “Maybe I’m cold.” “No,” Adrian said quietly. “You’re waiting.” He lifted a hand, brushing the damp fabric of Theo’s shirt where it clung to his chest. “Lesson three,” Adrian murmured. “When you break a rule, I remind you who made it.” Theo whispered, “And who made this one?”

Her voice trembled, but each word struck hard like iron: “First rule…You don’t lock me up. Not in chains or in the shadows. If I walk, you walk beside me.” Vincent growled in response. “Agreed.” His claws tightened around her hand that still held onto him. “What’s next?” he asked. “Second rule…You don’t speak for me. You don’t define who I am. You will let me speak for myself.” The hand yanked her more forcefully; her body arched toward the white light. Vincent roared as he pulled her back against him. “Agreed!” he yelled. Her third rule came out sharp and clear like broken glass: “If I say stop…you stop.”

Ryder repeated, grinning. "That's the next rule," Jaxon said. "You strip." Caden rolled his eyes. "No, we strip you." Jaxon smirked. "Well, yeah, but—" "Strip me?" Caden nodded, his eyes meeting mine. "At your pace, Amara.However long you need." My heart was racing. "And the third rule?" Caden smiled. And then he pulled me closer, his voice husky in my ear. "We're taking care of you tonight."

Rafe rumbled with a low growl, momentarily forgetting the matter of her disappearance, " You break the rule, Alpha Seraya..We don't kiss Mistresses..We fuck only..." Seraya bit her bottom lips. It was debatable whether she blurted those words from her heart or for her purpose, " I guess.. you aren't the only one to break the rule..Then..fuck me, Alpha.." Her words left an electric shock all through his body. His wolf purred with excitement and a strong course of desire. He commanded, stepping away from her a bit,

I did break so much of rules for him and I never regret that. And now when I see him, I feel proud that I broke those rules of my own. When I feel him on my arms I feel that sometimes breaking your rules bring you happiness in life along with the risks and sometimes when you break the rules, unexpected result might show up and might take your life to next level.