روايات وقصص ضمن The Rules Of Mistletoe

Nora said, trying to shake off the dust. “Plants?” Logan asked her. “Yeah so this is mistletoe and wolfsbane. You clearly know about mountain ash.” Nora said, rolling her eyes. “Ok…” Logan said, confused. “Ugh the mistletoe and wolfsbane are repleants as well. “ Nora said, setting them down on a counter. “So do we hang the mistletoe like we do on christmas/” Logan smirked. He grabbed the mistletoe plant and dangled it above his head making a kissy face at Nora. Nora shoved him lightly with a chuckle. He placed the plant back down as Dylan began ringing a bell from where the kitchen was.

Luke asked. “Did you say green, like dark green” Leo’s eyes sparkler trying to figure out what it was. “Yes, do you know it?” “You were shot with mistletoe yesterday” Leo asked with such awe in his eyes. “You are telling me that was mistletoe” Luke asked. “Yes, how are you still alive?” he questioned. “Am I supposed to be dead?” “Mistletoe is the deadly substance to Lycan and wolves, it has different variety but the dark green is the most deadliest. Just a dose can kill a Lycan. Are you telling me that you have been attacked using Mistletoe twice” Leo asked him.

"You're serious." "Completely." "We'd need rules." "Obviously." He leaned forward, and suddenly the air between us felt charged. "Then let's write them down." *** Twenty minutes later, we had "The Contract": Duration: 30 days Safe word: Mercy Either party can stop at any time, no questions asked Complete honesty required Rule #1: Friendship comes first Rule #2: No catching feelings Rule #3: What happens during the arrangement stays private I stared at the second rule. "No catching feelings? Really?"

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

He was thick, heavy, and already weeping with his own need. "It's called 'Just the Tip,'" he commanded. He reached down, sliding my leggings and panties to the side. The cool air hit my wetness, and I let out a soft whine. Then, I felt it—the blunt, scorching head of him pressing against my opening. "Here are the rules, Rose," he said, his voice dark and authoritative. "I’m going to insert just the tip. Nothing more. We stay like that. The first person who moves—the first person who let's it slide in all the way—loses."

“Yeah, save us with your intelligence. Don’t let us fail this quiz.” I grinned at both of them. “Only if I can, haha.” They knew me too well. Cheating? Not in my vocabulary. Any kind of cheating was absolutely off-limits. “Number one…” Mr. Landers began, and I immediately stopped smiling. Focus, Reign. You need to ace this quiz. Serious mode activated. “Reign, save us! Please, have mercy on us!” Chris whispered dramatically, hands raised in mock pleading. I gestured sharply at him to be quiet. He pouted immediately. Nice try, Chris. Your pleading face will not work on me today.

Beside the tray lay a single, heavy envelope. Elara opened it with trembling fingers. Inside was a card of thick, black cardstock with silver writing. ******** The First Three Rules of the Sacrifice Clause: 1. The Shadow's Reach: The Consort shall not cross the threshold of any exterior door without the Master’s hand upon her. To flee is to forfeit the life of the Saved (Mia Vance). 2. The Master’s Call: When the brand on the neck pulses thrice, the Consort has sixty seconds to find the Master's presence. Every second of delay is a minute of blood owed.

I try to make my tone as flat as possible as I walk toward the bed, careful not to brush against him. “Rose, while I will have you in those straps soon enough, first we need to go over the rules of your Mistress Contract.” “I read the contract several times. I know all the rules. I’m to keep my mouth shut, my legs spread, and I’m never to ask questions about your life outside of our time together.” I turn to face him, trying to pretend the rules don’t bother me in the least. “Yes, those are the standard rules for all contracts, but each buyer is allowed to add a set of their own. Did you not see that in the contract as well?”

“How does it feel knowing you’re officially ours now?” “Terrifying… and addicting,” I whispered honestly, grinding slowly against his fingers. “I feel like I’ve crossed a point of no return.” The official “Harem Rules Session” began at noon. All fourteen men gathered in the massive living area. I was ordered to kneel naked in the center while Mason read the rules aloud in a commanding voice. The list was detailed and left no room for ambiguity: I must respond to any Harem summons within two hours. My holes belonged to the group — no condoms unless requested.