บททั้งหมดของ A Prophecy of Crowns and Harmony: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Finn I squeezed her ass cheeks, and her body responded beautifully to my touch, her hips rolling so her pussy rubbed up and down my length. I caught her mouth with mine just as she gasped and I nipped at her lower lip. “So eager, mate,” I rasped out. “You are just as eager,” she replied, pressing herself against my erection again to emphasize her point. “I can’t help it,” I remarked. “Someone was wiggling their ass against my dick.” I gave her butt a light smack, to which she yelped in response, eyeing me in faux anger. Then I stood up, holding her with her legs wrapped around my waist for the second time in less than an hour. It felt so fucking good to hold her like that. I walked to the door of her apartment, not worrying about cleaning anything up. Her dad and Luke had already agreed that they would take care of everything, provided things went well between us. Which things had, thank Eos. “Finn! What the hell? Where are you taking me?” she protested as I walked out the door

Chloe I nodded my response, a small whimper of need releasing from my throat. I was more than ready for him. His hands grabbed the hem of my shirt and began lifting it up my torso, his fingers grazing my sides as he raised the fabric higher. My arms lifted without a thought, and he pulled the shirt up and over my head, dropping it carelessly to the floor. My braless breasts were now exposed to the air, and even though it wasn’t chilly, my nipples pebbled at the unexpected exposure. His hands immediately went to the waistband of my leggings, and he ever so slowly slipped them and my underwear over my hips and down my legs, his mouth leaving a trail of hot kisses on my spine, all the way down to the small of my back. My knees were growing weak from his touches and kisses, and my core was throbbing in anticipation. I carefully stepped out of my leggings and my shoes, and then turned to face my mate, who was still on his knees in front of me, staring up at me with complete and utter ado

Juniper I used the full strength of my air magic, and we began moving so fast that the trees became a green blur. We reached the widest part of the stream, and without even communicating our plan, I used my magic to help Drew leap over to the opposite bank of the stream, and he continued running into the more dense part of the pack forest. I could feel my hair streaming out behind me, small strands whipping and tickling my face as Drew darted around the trees. I felt freer than I had in a long time, and I lifted my head up to soak in the small rays of sun that were breaking through the canopy leaves, my arms flinging out to the sides, my legs gripping the sides of Drew’s wolf as he slowed down. We came to a stop in the middle of a small circle of closely grown trees, and I slid off his back, still laughing slightly to myself. I ran my hands through my hair, trying to untangle the strands, regretting not putting it in a braid or a bun before our training today. Drew’s wolf came to s

Drew I dried my hands and walked around the counter, my eyes focused on her form sitting on the couch, reading something on her phone. “Hey, baby,” I murmured to her as I wrapped my arms around her from behind the couch. She tilted her head back and smiled at me softly. “Hey to you too,” she replied. She turned her body around, rising on her knees and leaning over the back cushions to press her lips to mine. My hands moved to grip her shoulders, holding her close to my chest as I dipped my tongue into her mouth, tasting the red wine lingering there from dinner. Her mouth moved more demandingly against mine, and desperate little moans escaped from her throat. Her hands moved to the waistband of my sweatpants, her fingertips slipping in and sliding back and forth across my abdomen. I slid my hands down her arms to her wrists, gripping both of them tightly and lifting her hands away from my pants reluctantly. My body was screaming for her touch, my wolf whimpering slightly at the

Lukas The clock ticking on the wall of Alpha Phil’s office was the only sound in the office, apart from the occasional very loud, very exaggerated sighs coming from Finn. I stole a side glance at him and had to stifle a laugh. He was sitting in his chair, his chin against his clenched fist and his elbow resting on the arm of the chair, his other hand gripping onto the other arm of the chair so tightly I was surprised it was still intact. His jaw tightened, a muscle twitching in it every so often. In fact, his entire body was completely tense, and his leg was bouncing up and down anxiously at a speed that I didn’t think was physically possible. His currently unbuttoned, sharply tailored navy blue suit emphasized his entire demeanor. “She’s late,” he grunted. He ran his hands through his hair, roughing it up and then smoothing it back down before resuming his previous position. “She’s been gone for like 10 minutes. 15 tops,” I replied, letting my withheld chuckle out, earning me a