LOGINChapter Thirty-fourAlpha AzraelI walked down the underground stone corridor leading to the castle cell, my steps echoing off the tall walls like roar. My jaw was clenched so hard the muscles in my face ached, my fist twisting at my sides as I picked my legs up in a fast pace.The guards in the corridors scrambled out of my path, pressing themselves flat against the wall to avoid my gaze.Fuck.Why did every goddamn crisis in this castle have to come the exact second I was holding Safira in my arms? Why did something have to happen just when I was with her? This goddamn phone was always cutting off what could have been a moment of quiet and peace, in the same space alone with a woman that clouded my thoughts for months. LMy mind was still trapped back in that study, as though it was only my body that was moving, but every part of me had remained in that study, watching Safira’s naked body move through the long rows of shelves. Heck, I could have been in there with her all day if I d
Chapter Thirty-threeSafiraDid she know? Did she know that I had just been pounded to the desk in the private study of the man she was supposed to marry? Did she know that the same man she was dancing in his arms had buried his face between my legs, drove his tongue through my slick folds, and took every single drop of my release just minutes ago? Did Clarissa know that I wasn’t just a stepdaughter to Alpha Azrael but the woman he called his mate? The silence hanging over the space of grand staircase felt like a drawn bowstring, stretched so tight it was ready to snap at anything.Clarissa’s cold and sharp eyes, glittering with the predatory focus of a hawk tracking the movement of a chick in the grass, scanned every millimeter of my face. She took in my flushed cheeks, my swollen, bitten lips, and the rough, disorganized state of my clothes. My pulse quickened violently against my ribs, echoing in my ears like a war drum.Could she have heard us? Could she have heard me screaming o
Chapter Thirty-twoSafiraMy chest rose and fell in short, erratic gasps, my heart hammering hardly like a trapped bird behind my ribs as I fought to steady myself in the quiet aftermath. The air in the study had become thick, warm, and heavy with the scent of our love making. Even now, as the stillness settled over the room, the chaotic sounds of the last few minutes still rang loudly in my ears as though it was still happening. The harsh, rhythmic slapping of his naked body against mine, the heavy squeak of the desk, the wet, relentless sound of his thrusts driving into my slick entrance, it all echoed through my mind in a relentless loop, sending a sudden, involuntary shiver down my spine, and a fresh wave of wetness dripping down my thighs even now.I had gotten it. I had finally gotten the one thing I had spent endless, frustrating and agonizing nights craving in the dark corner of my room. I had been taken, thoroughly and relentlessly, by the man who called me his mate. I had
Chapter Thirty-oneSafiraThe heavy, suffocating silence of the study settled over us, broken only by the scattered, synchronized rasp of our breathing. I had just been thoroughly, violently claimed, every nerve ending in my body screaming with the lingering aftershocks of the release he had just forced out of me. He had just taken me in ways beyond my imagination, making me feel everything I had never felt, everything I had only heard of that my entire body still trembled from the aftermath.Yet, as I lay trapped between his huge body and the edge of the now slick desk, a dark, shameless desire settled in my chest.I wasn't satisfied. I wanted more. I wanted to be touched again. I wanted to be claimed, to be fucked again, in ways more than he had already done.I had spent endless, agonizing nights lying awake in my small, lonely room, touching myself to the phantom memory of his touch, chasing a high that never quite landed. But nothing—nothing—in my wildest, dirtiest fantasies coul
Chapter ThirtyAlpha AzraelHer body was still shuddering against my face, her inner thighs trembling against the sides of my head as the last violent crest of her orgasm ripped through her. Fuck, the sound of my name on her lips… that shattered, desperate cry of “Azrael!”—was still echoing in the corners of my study, burning straight into my skull.I had only had two people call me just my name in my entire life, it has always been Alpha Prince Azrael, and then Alpha Azrael. Anyone who dares to call me my name doesn’t live to tell the tale, but now, hearing it from her, I only wanted to hear it again. Over and over. I wanted to hear her scream it until her throat was raw and her voice was nothing more than a ruined rasp against my chest.Heck, if I didn’t have this weight of the kingdom on my shoulders, if I didn’t have a responsibility and a duty to fulfill by marrying her goddamn mother, I would have fucked this woman right in the throne room, where every damn person who passes by
Chapter Twenty-nineSafiraThe scent of his release mixed with the sharp, overwhelming musk of my own wetness, wrapped around us like a thick fog. Alpha Azrael didn't pull away. He just stood there between my parted thighs, holding me, his arms banded around my waist with a possessive, crushing force as if he were trying to weld our bodies together.His eyes, dark and heavy with a burning intensity, searched mine, as though he was looking to see the thing I wanted him to do to my aching body. There was no anger left in his gaze, no cold Alpha facade, no powerful alpha, no strong and cruel Devil son, just an unadulterated, terrifying devotion to worship."Azrael..." My voice trembled, the word barely a whisper against the heavy silence of his study.He didn't speak. He just leaned down, his mouth covering mine in a slow, deep kiss that tasted like dark, liquid sin. It wasn't the brutal, punishing assault from earlier; it was heavy, possessive, and thick with a promise that made my hear
Chapter Four Safira “Little one, I’ve lived for decades, but you are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen, the best investment I’ve ever made. But the agency didn’t tell me I was paying for a soul that already belonged to me. Consider yourself done with them. You are finished with the agen
Chapter Three Safira “Get over here.” He commanded. I didn’t bother standing up, I planted both palms on the floor and crawled over to him, swiveling my hips from side to side so he could see tantalizing curve of my ass that I knew was there. I stopped right between his spread legs, taking a
Chapter Six Safira I didn’t even know where I was going. My legs moved too fast again the marble floors of the castle, almost as if I was no longer in control of them. My breathing came in uneven gasp as I stormed through the endless hallways and u familiar corridors, trying desperately to outr
Chapter Five Alpha Azrael I couldn’t find her, and the failure was driving me toward the edge of insanity. I was going insane every second I spent away from her. I had always been a man of control. A man who held an entire kingdom in the palm of his hands, a king whose word was law, a man wh







