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Prologue
Shay
Myheadispounding.It feels as if it’s going to split open at any moment. I try to move my arms, but they weigh a ton, like an enormous weight is sitting on top of them. My eyes are so heavy, it seems to take an eternity to pry them open.
Once they finally open, I try to take in my surroundings. My vision is hazy, but I can tell I’m no longer in the field. Gone is the fairytale tent Ryder created for us; instead I'm in a dark room. The walls are bare with the ugliest floral wallpaper covering them. The only semblance of decoration is a shelf on the wall with some objects on them, skimming over it as I continue to look around. There's one dresser and a nightstand at the edge of the bed, and rather than curtains covering the one window, I can see through my foggy vision, it’s covered by shutters. The kind you’d see on the outside of the house, allowing only small slivers of what I assume to be moonlight through the tiny cracks.
My heart begins to race as I try to piece together what happened. Where am I? Where’s Ryder?
I try to move my arms again, begging them to shift their position. Finally, I can feel myself lifting them, trying to reach my face to rub my eyes, hoping that it might help with my vision. I’m almost there when my movement is halted and my arms are jerked back to the bed. There, clasped around my wrist, is a leather strap with a chain attached to it, but the other end disappears below the bed, out of my line of sight.
I become frantic, panic rising in me as my heart begins to beat a mile a minute. Lifting my head as much as I can, I'm able to look down at my body. A small sliver of relief fills me that someone took the opportunity to put a sheer gown on me, covering my body. I let my head fall back to the bed, the pounding growing even more intense.
I take a deep breath and open my hands, focusing all my will on calling forth my magic.
Nothing happens.
Over and over again I try, each time with no success. My frustration grows with every failed attempt.What the hell is happening?
A sadistic burst of masculine laughter comes from the dark corner to my left. Straining my eyes, I try to make out who it is, alarmed that I didn't notice them before. He must have had a shield around him, blocking him from my view until he was ready to make his presence known.
“Try as much as you want. But your magic will not work here. This room has been warded against all magic, so call all you want; it will never work while you’re in here. You’re just a mere, pitiful mortal, while confined in this room,” the sinister voice explains as he stands and takes long strides toward me.
Stepping into the minuscule lighting coming from the lamp by the bed, I see a man who I know instantly is Maverick’s father, they look so much alike.I now know how to envision him in thirty years.
“Why am I here? Where’s Ryder?” Fear takes over, and I panic that something bad has happened to him. Praying with all my might that he's not hurt.
A rapping at the door pulls his attention from me and he steps over to it, cracking it open just enough to whisper to the person on the other side. Their voices are so hushed I can’t make out what they're saying. It could just be the beating of my heart is so loud it’s drowning it out.
Whatever they were talking about finished quickly because in a matter of seconds he’d shut the door and moved back over to me. As he steps up to the bed, he reaches out with his long, bony fingers, reminding me of a monster in an episode from that vampire slayer show, and places them on my leg, trailing them up my thigh. I try to kick my legs away, only to find they're chained the same as my hands.
“You are such a beautiful one. The power that was radiating off you when they brought you in had my cock so hard I had to go fuck one of the maids. Once your magic is linked to our family line, to me, I can only imagine the rush it will be to my body. It won’t be too much longer, especially with the added guest we managed to acquire. I’m sure you will do anything to ensure her safety.” He turns and heads towards the door.
“So help me, if you harm her, I’ll find a way to kill you!” I threaten him.
“Oh, you tease me with such promises. Now I’m off to deal with my son and his betrayal,” he announces as he opens the door and steps out, slamming it shut behind him.
Tears stream down my face, and my heart feels like it’s about to explode. This can’t be happening. How did he get past everyone to take me and get to her?Fuck!Does this mean the guys and Beba are dead? Surely they wouldn’t just let them take her without a fight.
Chapter 1
Damien
Openingmyeyes,Isee sunshine streaming through the window, the sheer white curtains allowing the bright light to shine in, casting a glow over mine and Seb’s bodies lying in the bed. The soft snores coming from him let me know he’s still asleep. With my head lying on his chest, I can feel the rise and fall of it with each breath that he takes. I begin to gently draw circular patterns along his skin, stroking across his nipples as they pebble with my touch. I love and need this man so much.
I’m caught off guard when his hand grabs mine, holding it tightly as he moves it down and places it over his rock hard cock. A thin sheet covering him is the only thing between my hand and it. “See what you do to me, babe?” His voice still husky from sleep.
“I love waking up to you, Seb. The only thing missing is our girl.” I turn my body, pushing up on my forearm and pepper soft kisses along his chest.
“Agreed. But we’re a mated unit now. I wonder how it felt for Ryder, being the final component of the bond. I can’t even imagine the power surge she got when it happened,” Seb tells me, as I slowly move down his body, pulling back the sheet, exposing his hardened shaft, precum already glistening at the tip. An extra perk to going to bed naked last night.
Instinctively, my tongue slips out, gently gliding from left to right along my lips. Leaning down, I stick it out further, allowing it to trail around the red, swollen tip of his cock, licking off the precum that’s seeped out before opening my mouth wide, taking his length in as much as I can. Knowing there is so much more yet to fit, I swallow, allowing my throat to relax, and go further down his shaft until I reach its base. His moans of pleasure and the way he’s arching his pelvis tell me this is affecting him just as much as me.
Moving my mouth up and down his shaft slowly, I suck the tip a little harder each time, eliciting a deeper moan from him. He places his hand on my head, his fingers raking through my hair, before he grips the strands and begins to push my head down on his shaft, guiding me up and down at the pace he desires.
Taking my right hand, I reach down, cupping his balls and gently massage them. I know how much he likes it and how sensitive they are. He begins to buck his hips upward, fucking my mouth at a punishing pace.Fuck, I love this man!
“God, you’re amazing D, I’m not gonna last much longer,” he moans out, his breath labored as he speaks.
