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He would love with a passion rivalled by none and felt by all, he would fall hard and fast, painfully and inescapably into a love so great that it would rock the foundations of the world we knew and beyond.
“For a time,” he agreed. “But he will know all the best kinds of love in the end. Even if he never knows ours.”
“Sire, do forgive the gobbles of my gables-” Hamish started up, inching closer. “But I cannot hold my loyal lollygagger a second longer. The lady has come bearing a bounty, it would be customary of the gentleFae in question – that is, your most magnanimous, majestic self – to offer her a moment of your invaluable time and perhaps a syrupy sup to wet her whimsy, hm?”
“My queen.” I bowed my head, hearing her inhale just a little like the stars hadn’t been sure of what my answer might be to that. “There will be no one else.”
They loved my licks. Even when they grimaced and pushed me off, they never tried that hard to stop me. I guessed I was just irresistibly adorable or something. Magnetic, my mom called me.
Yeah, the chances of the Vegas rising up from the dead and returning for their throne was as likely as the peace sign making a solid comeback.
“That girl irritates the hell out of me. I can’t believe Orion put her on the Pitball team. Do you know what she said to me in Cardinal Magic yesterday? That I couldn’t even diddle a dandelion if it bloomed beneath my fiddlestick and told me where to put it. What the fuck does that even mean?”
“You spank my ass, Cal, I’ll spank yours back!” I called after him, casting a paddle in my hand, my eyes locking on my peachy target tucked in his jeans. That ass was mine.
“Damn, are you sure you aren’t at least a little bit gay, Cal?” he teased. “Because you look real good all wet and thirsty.”
“Tell me you want me, Cal and I’m all yours,”
Two beauteous beings, stepping into the presence of the unworthy without so much as a trumpet tooting their arrival – unless you counted the nervous parp of a nearby Justin, his buttocks clenching to try and stifle the sound, but my ears were not denied it, nor my humble nostrils. It mattered not, for nothing could sway my attention from their arrival.
“Leon,” he said with half a shrug. “That Lion is one hell of a thief,” I said, then snapped my head up from the scroll to look at Gabriel. “Don’t tell him I said that. He’ll send me a fucking gift basket full of dildos or some shit.” “That was one time,” Gabriel said with a snort. “What in the actual hell did he think I needed fifteen dildos for?”
“So where’s the fourth Ninja Turtle?” I looked around for Caleb, and Darius spewed smoke between his lips, making me arch a brow at him. “You haven’t had a fight with Michelangelo, have you?” “Pfft,” Seth cut in. “Excuse me, but I’d be Michelangelo. Caleb’s Leonardo. Darius is Raphael, and Max is Donatello. Oh, and I guess that makes you the mutant rat, sir. Master Splinter.”
Darcy: Are you freaking crazy??? Lance: Yes. For you ;) Come with me.
“I went out of my way to buy gifts I knew each of you would really enjoy. I put my heart and soul into selecting that car for Cal and the speedboat for Max, and you don’t see them complaining, do you?” “You gave me a bag of freaking Snausages,” Seth whined, looking to the others for help. Caleb only grinned at him as he dropped into his seat, while Max shrugged like he couldn’t understand the problem. “Did you, or did you not, eat all of them?” I asked slowly. “Well, yeah, but-” “And did I or did I not, call you a good boy when you balanced that one on your nose for five seconds before
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“Call me pretty again,” Caleb growled while Seth blinked up at him in surprise. “So fucking pretty,” Seth breathed, his chest rising heavily as Caleb pinned him down on the table.
“Is that my gift then?” Seth asked as he not-so-subtly rearranged his cock. “The four of us are finally going to give in to this raging masculine sexuality that burns so hot between us and fuck like the beasts we are all night long in a four-way to end all four-ways?”
“By the stars, Darius, who shit in your cornflakes this morning? It’s Christmas day – the one day of the year when we steal a little bit of mortal madness and celebrate the winter solstice with gross consumerism, coupled with an indecent amount of pressure, to show love to people who we may or may not secretly think are pieces of shit just because we share blood with them. It’s special,” Caleb teased, always the least likely to back down to me, but I wasn’t in the mood for his crap right now,
“I’ve never seen you this flustered by a girl.” “Fucking flustered,” I grumbled. “You make me sound like a thirteen-year-old girl without a date to prom.” “If you like her, you should just-” “I don’t like her,” I ground out. “I’m infatuated with her; that’s not the same thing.”
All I know is that every time she lets her mask slip around me, every time she’s even the slightest bit civil or offers me the hint of a smile or I think she’s flirting with me, I lose my goddamn head and want nothing more than to pull her into my arms and make her beg to be mine.” “Well, at least you’re not getting all weird and intense about it,” he joked, and I groaned.
“Because you’re in my head all the time. You pulse through my blood with each beat of my heart. I live for every scrap of attention you offer me and suffer through every moment you spend ignoring me,” I admitted darkly, holding her eye as I tried to gauge how those words landed.
when I see you, all I want is to lay claim to you. I want you to be mine and I know you never will be, and it’s making me even more fucked up than I was to begin with. That’s why I hate you. Not because I’m supposed to or because my father wants me to, but because you represent every freedom I’ve never been given. It’s like you were designed entirely to taunt me and toy with me and crack me open, and I won’t let it stand.”
“I don’t want you on your knees. I want you fighting me and hating me and fucking me like you mean it. You’re Roxanya Vega, and you weren’t built to bow to anyone,” I growled passionately. “You want me to hate you?” she asked in surprise, her gaze roaming over my features like she wanted to study me too. “I want you to feel for me. And I’ll take hate if that’s all you’re offering.”
“I mean, like the way I lie awake at night, remembering what it felt like to hold you in my arms. How still the world felt, how pure that moment was between us. How I imagine I can still smell your perfume as my eyes fall closed and how I reach across my bed in the night wishing you were really there. Or like the way my heart beats harder when you walk into a room and my throat thickens when I try to think of the right things to say to you. How I fight to get your attention in any way I can because I can’t bear it when you ignore me.”
“If fate is so cruel as to only offer me true love with a man who could hurt me as much as you have, then I’ll go without love,” she swore. “You want my heart? I’d sooner cut it out than give it to you.”
Roxanya Vega should have been mine, but in the end, she had seen the pathetic truth of all I was and had destroyed me rather than bind herself to me, and I had no one to blame but myself.
“What the fuck is that?” He pointed at the banner hanging over the arch I’d just walked through that I’d had specially made for tonight, and I looked up at it innocently, reading the words that were written in blue and silver letters across it. We don’t care you fucked a teacher and got him sent to prison, Darcy! “And that?” Gabriel pointed to the red and gold banner hanging over the window to my right. Starcrossing yourself with an Acrux is a power move, Tory! “I’m failing to see the problem, Gabe?” I questioned with a shrug.
I realised Dante’s bare cock and balls were right on my knee. “Um, dude…” I muttered as he gazed up at Elise, transfixed by her as his mouth parted and he was lost to a moment of utter fascination. I didn’t wanna ruin it, but also, like, I was in a cock and ball crises. I mean, it wasn’t like I hadn’t been in close proximity with his Dragon dong before, but I hadn’t been used to prop up the dong before. It was weighty all that dong, and even when I tried to ignore it and stay in the moment we were all sharing, my eyes kept sliding back to it. I’ll just pretend it’s not there. Keep it classy.
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Maybe if I just lift it gently, I can slide it off without him noticing. But do I lift it by the balls or the cock? Both. Definitely both. Okay, lil guy, let’s get you back home. I went for a wrap-around-ball-scoop move with both hands, cupping his junk in a gentle hold but he instantly zapped me with a bolt of lightning that threw me into Ryder and knocked us both onto our asses.
“I can’t believe we’re heirs to the throne of Solaria,” I said excitedly. “We’re not,” Ryder balked. “Pfft, yes we are,” I insisted. ‘How’d you figure that?” he asked in confusion. “Because we’re heirs-in-law. If the twins died and Gabriel died, and Dante died, and stars fucking forbid Elise died, then we’d be next in line.” “That’s not at all true,” Ryder said with a head shake. “It is. You and me would have to fight for the throne, and when I won-” “I’d win,” Ryder cut over me, entirely confident of that. “No chance,” I scoffed. “You’d have to come and kill me eventually though after I took
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Oh my stars, this is going to be the best day of my life. If only I could make myself move, or talk, or do anything at all but just stare.
I broke free of my trance, bounding toward the twins with my arms outstretched. Their eyes widened before I dragged them into the fiercest bear hug known to man, better than any bear shifter could give. “I’m Leon,” I said around an intense purr. “Leon Night of the Nights, the best thieves in Solaria and your new brother.”
“Wow this really is…a lot,” Tory’s voice carried to us, and we headed into the lounge, finding Leon opening all of the presents meant for the twins, offering up cuddly toys of Lions, Harpies, Basilisks, blue Dragons, lilac-haired Vampire dolls, a little plushie of a blue Ghost Hound, endless memorabilia for our fucking famiglia. There were Phoenixes too, branded on all kinds of shit. It was sweet in a psychotic kind of way, I supposed.
“Nah we’d never call you, Gabe, would we Darcy?” Tory smirked and Gabriel sighed, seeing his future painted out before his eyes. “Of course not,” Darcy said, the two of them sharing a look that said they absolutely would. “My fate is sealed,” Gabriel said heavily.
“I’ve been a royal asshole for a solid year. No, two years. And I can’t say I’m really planning on giving up the trend.”
Mmm, bossy Cal. Holy fuck, yes please.
It was too good. And I wondered if he had to suck extra hard to get hold of my blood because it was currently all rushing to my cock like an unstoppable train.
Caleb pulled up the car in front of a huge wooden house with a long porch and large glass windows that gave me Twilight vibes. I could have eaten Edward Cullen for breakfast. Literally and sexually. He could have it anyway he liked. Jacob too. The way mortals conjured up Vampires and Werewolves was pretty funny. Cal and I had watched the movies together while pissing ourselves laughing and acting out scenes between Edward and Jacob. We’d even visited the mortal realm and pranked a couple of mortal girls who thought we were gonna Twilight them. Not strictly legal, but strictly fucking
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I ran across her beautiful surface. If she was a pretty little tease from afar, she was one dirty slut of rock up close.
I left snow angels in the dirt, painted I heart Cal in the dust then rolled across the ground, needing to feel her all on me.
“You have defiled the moon!” Nakatuki wailed, looking faint as I got up, covered in moon dust which I could taste on my lips. “She wanted it!” I called back and he tried to usher the others away, trying to cover some of their eyes when a few of them remained in place. “You’ve desecrated this holy being,” Nakatuki half sobbed. “She liked it,” I insisted. I wasn’t a star damned moon rapist. I could feel her calling my name, drawing me in.
“She loves me and I love her, you can’t keep us apart Nakatuki!”
Deep down, I knew why I liked this place so much. Even more than because I was a Werewolf and I worshipped her every night. It was because Cal had been the one to buy the moon for me. And somehow, I would find a way to buy him the whole world in return.
That was a real fancy sword she had there. White like my Wolf form. It would look really good in my hand now I came to think of it. Maybe she’d lend me it later for a photoshoot. Maybe I could borrow it after the fight and leave a note that says BRB white Wolf photoshoot in progress. Yeah, she wouldn’t mind. I could even give her the photos as a thank you. Not the naked ones, of course. I’d save them for Caleb. I’d just accidentally leave them lying around my room, then invite him over for a few beers and-
If anything, I’d say it was growing with every passing day we didn’t acknowledge it. So obviously I was going to continue pretending there was no issue.
“Cal, she’s doing creepy shit again,”
