ELLIOTHearing her so damn turned on was music to my ears, her back arching against my body.I pressed that little button that made her shudder with pleasure. I played with it for a bit, massaging it between my fingers, circling it gently as I did the same to her nipple.My open palm slid down, caressing her shameless vulva up and down.Despite the water’s moisture, something thick and viscous trickled from inside her.I spread her lips apart and teased the tiny entrance. I could hear her rapid breathing beneath her chest, her heart pounding wildly.So alive, so mine, so sensual—this woman belonged to me."Aaahh..." The husky moan echoed off the bathroom walls as I slid a finger inside her, melting into the hot furnace between her slick folds.I pushed it in and out, claiming more ground with each thrust, until my knuckles began to collide against her eager pussy.Rossella writhed in my arms, arching her ass back and rubbing against my rock-hard, swollen shaft, just from these damn pr
ELLIOTRossella lowered her head, coughing a little and panting rapidly. I think I went too far.“Let me see, did I hurt you? Wait, Rossella, no, don’t get up, I’ll kneel down…” I tried to stop her when she grabbed onto my legs and started to rise.She wiped her swollen lips with her hand. I immediately checked to see if she was hurt.“I… lost control, I didn’t…”“It’s fine,” she took my finger, the one caressing her chin, and licked it, never breaking eye contact, making every inch of my body vibrate.Her guttural voice, strained from how she had just used her throat, turned me on even more.“Elliot, I… I asked you to stop because…”She took another step forward; I was trapped against the edge of the tub.“I want you to come right here,” she grabbed my cock and slipped it between her legs.Due to the height difference, only the tip brushed against her slippery slit, but that was enough to make both of us hiss in pleasure.“Would you mind if I asked you to fill me with your seed?”Mmm
NARRATORElliot ran like a madman, barefoot, with no direction.He didn’t feel the sharp stones or the scratches on his bare torso from the jagged branches in his path.Sweat dripped from him, his breathing erratic.He collapsed onto the soft grass in the middle of the dense forest. His entire body burned, as if his temperature kept rising endlessly.His bones cracked in a strange way. He arched his back into a fetal position, enduring the painful tremors in his muscles.With clawed hands, he clutched his head, which throbbed as if thousands of burning nails were piercing his skull.His heart pounded so fast he thought it would explode, that he’d die right there.He clutched his chest, his nails digging into his strong pectorals. Something inside him clawed to break free, to take control, to command his will—but he resisted.He always resisted. The only time he hadn’t was that night.He didn’t know exactly what had happened, but it had been something very similar; he lost control comp
NARRATOR"I'm no spy. I can go and be of help," Elliot immediately showed interest.He needed to know exactly what was happening here.Despite Tomas’s protests, he ended up following them through the forest.They moved fast, running with agility.Elliot never lagged behind. This level of speed and endurance couldn’t be sustained by a normal elemental.None of them were normal.*****They crouched behind large rocks at the edge of a cliff.Below, a deep canyon stretched out, with the wide river marking the border between the two Duchies."Elliot, can you hear us?" Aldo tried once more to speak to him telepathically, but nothing—Elliot didn’t even acknowledge it.Aldo frowned.This guy was either playing dumb or truly had no knowledge of his supernatural abilities.Regardless, the sounds of horse hooves, creaking wagon wheels, and water splashing made them refocus on the scene unfolding a few meters ahead."Down there," Tomas whispered as the riders who had reached the shore raised thei
NARRATORElliot didn’t understand what it meant. However, he imitated him.“I swear on my life, I will die cruelly if I break my promise,” he assured, pounding his fist against his heart.Elliot knew this man was a supernatural being—he had hinted at it in so many ways.He also understood that Aldo suspected him as well. Apparently, he had revealed something when he rescued him from the river, but he didn’t dare ask, didn’t dare open up, because he wasn’t just anyone.He was the Duke, and he had too much to lose. No one would be blackmailing him again.Suspicion wasn’t the same as certainty. Aldo went inside the house to rest with his family.Elliot sighed, glancing at the narrow hallway that led to the backyard.He headed in that direction to empty the tub and clean up the bath he had fled from like a coward.As he pushed open the door with a low creak, he found himself in the dimly lit, chilly room.Rossella had left everything neat and dry.Only the tub still held a little water, t
NARRATOR“Quickly, take this boat across the eastern stretch of the river, and you’ll reach the neighboring village. Look for Joaquín at the only inn there. He should be about to leave with his trade caravan. Tell him you come in my name…”Aldo was giving hurried instructions as they untied the knots securing the boat and prepared to push the small vessel down the ramp and into the water.Sheltered inside the old boathouse, Katherine watched them nervously, barely managing to slow her frantic breathing after their reckless sprint.For heaven’s sake, these men didn’t even look like they had just spent half an hour running through the forest like mad dogs, while she felt like she was about to cough up her lungs.And to think she had supernatural blood—if she didn’t…“Push.”With a dull thud and the splash of water, the boat landed at the river’s edge.All that was left was one final shove to send it down the ramp.Katherine moved to help them; between the three of them, it would be quic
NARRATOR"What? You think they won’t accept it as payment?" She looked at him with worried, almost innocent eyes.Elliot gazed deep into those eyes. She seemed sincere, no tricks or deception.He was growing more convinced that this wasn’t his original wife, and now it was painfully clear that this woman—identical to Rossella—had no knowledge of his secret."Yes, I think it will work."He extended his hand, hesitantly, half-expecting her to change her mind at the last second. His heart skipped a beat when she placed the magical pendant in his palm."Well then, I’ll leave it in your care.""Isn’t this important to you?" he probed, but he quickly tucked it away.He had no intention of giving it up again. In fact, he would destroy it completely."Not really. I think it belonged to my mother, but I never even met her. Either way, the living have to find a way to keep going," Katherine said, shrugging off the matter without a second thought.She had no idea she had just handed over the onl
NARRATORShe even gave him a once-over, her gaze stopping blatantly on his crotch.Elliot stared at her in disbelief before bursting into laughter, drawing a few glances their way.Katherine smirked subtly.She had never seen him laugh like that before—he looked so damn sexy without that usual grumpy, superior air.So, the ice man actually had a sense of humor sometimes. Elliot coughed a little, regaining control of himself.She was so unpredictable, like a breath of fresh air in his life, filled with secrets and fears. She had no idea how, day by day, she was slipping further away from the role of Rossella.The real Duchess had been prissy, full of insecurities, rigid—not like this new Duchess, who had him completely captivated with her sensuality and spirit.He wanted to tell her he was dying to make love to her like never before, but the shadow of what had happened yesterday still loomed over him.What if he lost control with her again? What if he hurt her… and was discovered?He o