All Chapters of Saucy Charms(Short Stories): Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

AGNES’ POV“Shit, not now,” I groaned as my gown caught on a wooden stake next to an empty room. I peeked, trying to stay as invisible as possible. It wouldn't end well if a slave was caught walking her way towards the garden. And of all slaves, it mustn't be me. A pitiful, weak omega heir. Well, I wouldn't call myself an heir, given the fact that I am just a slave now. I jerked when I heard a loud bang from the corner. Shit. It must be patrol soldiers. I immediately dragged my gown away from the wooden stake and rushed into the room, hid myself, waiting for the soldiers to pass by. Such a shame I was the one to hide now. When I was still the moonpack’s Princess, I walked the corridors with my head held high, dressed in well knitted gowns, not this pale grey, mildly wrinkled fabric. I huffed as I flung it, eyes flicking back to the room's exit.The soldiers passed by, their loud boots echoing. Good. All clear. Now, I can resume my mission. Today, I was going to seduce the alpha who

NICHOLAS’ POV She leaned closer, then captured my lips in a kiss. I froze, letting her softness intoxicate me. For a moment, I forgot we were in a garden, I forgot we could be seen, I forgot the consequences that might follow. I felt her hands tighten around my bulge, squeezing and rubbing hard. A soft growl erupted from my chest. I immediately broke the kiss, tore off her gown. That single action made her skin turn red, the contrast making my senses to lag in abundance. She didn't back away, instead she wrapped her hands around my neck. “I….I want …” I didn't let her complete that sentence, as I lifted her up, and moved towards the wall. Every hurried step created a subtle bounce of her breasts making it impossible to keep my gaze away. Her pheromones spewed out more but this time, it wasn't just enticing, it made my muscles vibrate, my tongue water in need. Her plump hips were in my hands now, with my palm pressing her butts hard. She let out a soft moan, the type that made my w

AGNES' POV I didn't know how much time had passed but I could still hear the storm outside. The sound of rain hitting the pavements, falling on the leaves in the garden, and pattering on the stones. The scent wafted towards me, providing a kind of comfort that made me fold my legs. Cold. So cold that my wolf wanted something. Something warm. Just then I felt an arm wrap around me, pulled me closer. My butt hit something hard. Nicholas. His cock—precisely.I bit my lips, pressed my eyes shut even when I wanted to open them badly and look at him.His warm hands slid to my inner thigh, then he raised my right leg and crossed his over. I could feel the head of his shaft searching for the entrance of my now throbbing wet pussy. Oh goddess. Was he going to ….“Mhm,” a soft moan escaped my lips as his hard cock slid into me. I was so slippery. I clawed on my own flesh as he began moving his hips, slow at first, his cock filling me again and again. A whimper escaped my lips. I tried to

NICHOLAS' POV “Oh …fuck yes, Agnes,” I grunted as I buried my cock into her sex. She was bent over, both hands on the bed, with her hair scattered all over. My hands were firmly placed around her hips, thrusting into her from behind. “You are so tight,” I groaned out the words, my eyes rolling to the back of my skull. I was supposed to be in a pack meeting, the message had arrived early, but the moment I caught her scent, the moment my eyes fell on her luscious figure, I couldn't leave anymore. I just couldn't.“Nicholas … the pack meeting ..” she breathed out, as I pounded harder into her wet cunt, taking off the rest of the words from her. The meeting could wait, right now, all that mattered was my skin slamming against hers. A strange tingle spread to my legs, making me tremble. My thoughts scattered.“My lord …the elders are waiting,” I heard my guard one more time. I gritted my teeth, not stopping as I reached for Agnes’ hair and gripped it hard. She moaned, her upper body o

NICHOLAS’ POVI think I'm going to die. It's been three days already. Three days of not seeing Agnes, three days of enduring. On the first day, all I did was convince myself that I was right, that she chose this. Everytime I did it, I always heard the soft whisper of my wolf behind my head. “She would never forgive you.” I snapped at it, and continued flipping through pages. Buried myself in paperwork. I noticed that all of a sudden, discussions about pack boundaries interested me. Well, that night, I couldn't sleep. All I did was roll, roll, and roll all around my bed until the next morning. The second day. The second day? Hah! That was worse. I walked past the path that led to her cells, and I had to force myself to keep walking. My wolf mocked me, whispered at the back of my mind that I wouldn't last long. I snapped at it. Again. But not because I was angry, it was because he was right. I had been literally counting down the days. Wondering how long till I accepted that she