Touched By Kallure Novels & Stories

A few minutes later he was busy tasting everything I ate, with our lips gently kissing each other, when Elle and Eathen came in. My face heated under Eathen’s gaze and Elle’s blushing, as Kallan lifted me off the counter and into his lap, my left side on display. Not only was my broken arm visible, but so was my bright green mark. Kallan seemed completely composed, and radiated dominance as they came closer, his golden mark on proud display. "I see the Luna made her choice than," Eathen smirked but Kallan startled me a bit as his chest rumbled with anger.

He tilted my head back, exposing my throat to the biting wind—and to him. I should have pulled away. I should have called for Kai. But my body felt like it was melting into the earth. The 'Touch Curse' was whispering to me, telling me that this man, with his rough hands and his brutal honesty, was the only thing keeping me anchored to the world. He leaned down, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just below my ear. "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" he rasped. "Seeing you like this... fierce, glowing... it’s driving me out of my mind."

"I am a walking corpse, Elara! The cure... it hurts. It feels like my insides are made of glass. I am dangerous. I am broken." "Then let me put you back together," I said. I stepped into his space. I pressed my body against his. The reaction was instant. The fertility potion in my blood had not faded. It had settled into a low, constant hum, a background radiation of need. But the moment I touched him, it spiked. My nipples hardened against the thin t-shirt I wore. A wet heat pooled between my legs. It was heavy, aching, demanding. Kaelen felt it too.

I whispered, my fingers slipping beneath his shirt, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my touch. A rough exhale escaped him as he let me pull his shirt over his head, revealing his sculpted torso. I ran my hands down his chest, over the bulge of his muscles, feeling the way they tensed beneath my touch. I could hear Red whimper in ecstasy behind my head. I knew all the touching was driving her crazy, she just wanted to get down to business. Callum’s eyes burned into mine, He cupped my face, his thumb tracing my bottom lip as his other hand slid down my side, he reached for the robe of my night gown and with one sharp tug, it came loose.

Soon, we reached the door and Maren knocked twice then opened it a bit and nodded at me to enter. I did. The door shut behind me and the room opened before my very eyes. It was exquisite and filled with luxury. I felt like my presence would stain the beauty of it. The room smelled of roses and something sweet that I could not place. That's when I saw him. Lord Kael came out of an adjoining room wearing a robe and pants. He held a glass of dark wine in his right hand. The man was tall, about six foot tall and some inches apart.

I touched her bare back and she moaned, kissing me on the neck. She ran her fingers in my hair, sending my spirits soaring in the sky. As though she was not getting enough of me, she slid her hands under my shirt and touched my bare chest, running her hand on my abs and upward my chest and I groaned. Knight fought for release, he wanted to be released so that he could meet his mate. His destined mate. His Gift from the moon goddess. "Alpha, Where are you?" I heard Matteo's voice in my head.

Krista said cryptically. "Umm... Ok," Callista said, feeling uncomfortable. The next thing she felt was Krista's hands on her shoulder. Callista tensed up even more, why was her tutor touching her? Krista carefully slipped the sweater off of Callista's shoulders and it slinked off Callista's arms onto the chair. Krista began to knead the flesh on Callista's shoulders, digging her fingers in firmly but gently. Callista had to admit that it felt nice. Krista's fingers moved against Callista's neck, her fingers were warm and soft. For a moment, Callista forgot how odd the situation was, and just let Krista massage her shoulder and neck. She closed her eyes and melted into her chair. Krista lean

His soul was a dark, solid obsidian pillar amidst the sea of red mist. "I’m not fading," I whispered, my voice sounding distant to my own ears. "I’m... expanding. There’s so much of them, Kaelen. I can feel the exact moment one of them gets a blister. I can feel the hunger in their bellies even when I’m full." Kaelen reached out and took my hand. His touch was cold, but it was distinct. It was the only thing that belonged entirely to him. For a moment, the thrum receded, pushed back by the sheer force of his presence.

Rune nodded, looking at the Alpha's clueless face … he had no clue "Oh, you did not know? My lord, the pain you are feeling is being felt by your mate too but you are feeling more than the human is." Kaiden's eyes widened "What?!" "You both are unique, my thinking is maybe because of the curse, she wants a rejection, you don't and you are yet to give her hence the pain." In the speed of lighting the Alpha was already on his feet "I am going to see her." "But Alpha -" The opening of the door cut her words off, a man came in, cladded as a warrior. The Alpha had mind-linked the nearest warrior. "Alpha?" He bowed.

Mr Quinn noticed my eyes was on the painting and said, "I hope it doesn't disturb you. It's just that it's noctem mortuorem. There is a chance she might appear, I just wanted her to be on everyone coming here mind." "It's okay. I don't mind." I lied. Spencer got in before me and Dale turned back to have a serious conversation. "Are you serious about the divorce?" He asked. I fixed my attention on Lucy who acted like she barely existed before answering. "It's for her own good. The chimera is back and I can't risk her life." I disclosed. Dale caressed his chin, whispering to himself before returning to our conversation. "What do you think that abomination needs a whisperer for?"