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“Issuing commands now? Why shouldn’t I do that, pet? After all, I found you, didn’t I? Took you in here out of the rain? By all rights, you’re mine, and I could easily overpower you if I wanted to.” “You won’t,” I whispered hopefully, my eyes watering. A low sound left his throat. “I could though, and you would fucking love it.”
Daddy??😳
“I disagree.” His voice was soft as I thought back to my brave words. “I think you could very much be my pet, pet.”
i volunteer as tribute🤚🏼 i can bark
I shouldn’t crave what he was saying, yet the idea of him taking control of me, the idea of him taking me from my mother, the idea of him holding me as he had moments ago, like I was precious, maybe even important to him… Those ideas filled a part of me that I hadn’t realized was empty.
sobbing
Ralos. I loved it. I wanted to say it out loud, to let it dance across my lips, but instead I found myself letting out a happy sigh as his lips brushed against the top of my head. His chest vibrated with a noise that almost felt like a purr, and I couldn’t help but try to get closer to him, wanting to feel every inch of him against my body.
YAAASS MAKE THAT SEXY SCARY NIGHTMARE PURR AHHHH
I should have found a way to leave, but I didn’t think Ralos would let me, even if I wanted to. Which I didn’t.
He saw her laying in the rain and was like "you're comin home with me" lmaooooo
I kept my gaze on the stairs, a pair of massive blue eyes meeting mine. Eyes that had my knees nearly breaking. I had to fight my own body from surging forward to steal her from Ralos. To steal my little raven back. My Isla.
We were called The Devourers because each of our magic held one singular element: we consumed others. Ralos consumed blood. Wyre consumed flesh. I consumed memories.
well shit😳
Someone who wasn’t as powerful or durable could be broken easily, snapped in half, by the way we mated. It wasn’t soft. It was nothing like the way humans fucked. It wasn’t taken lightly, either, because nightmares didn’t date. They didn’t do romance. Usually, if you were mating, it was for the purpose of producing a brood of baby nightmares. I nearly groaned at that, thinking about Isla round with child. My child.
🤚🏼 again i volunteer as tribute
“Who did this to you, little raven?”
the magic words
“Little raven, I don’t think you realize how this works. When you let Ralos bring you into our home, you became ours. I won’t let someone get away with hurting you. Now tell me, who needs to pay?”
Daddy?...Sorry...Daddy??... Sorry...Daddy???
Ours to claim. To mate. To love. Ours forever, and we would build an entire home around her to keep her safe.
PICK ME, CHOOSE ME, LOVE MEEEE
“I will kill her for you, little raven.”
When he threatens to unalive your abusive mother...ugh heart eyes
They didn’t want to hurt me. They had the opportunity to and didn’t. Instead, they continued to try to protect me, and more so, went out of their way to make sure I was warm, safe, and well fed. Such simple things that I’d never experienced before. I almost didn’t know how to handle it.
My heart hurts for her
“No one will force you to do anything, especially not another man or woman, I promise. You’re ours. No one touches what’s ours, pet.”
screaming
“I don’t want them around you, and if your mother comes within fifty feet of you, I’ll snap her neck.”
Not me swooningg
Plus, hadn’t it been nearly an hour since breakfast? Surely she was hungry. I mean, she was so tiny. Maybe I needed to start carrying snacks around with me…
my kinda man😏..or nightmare i guess😅
“We should go to her,” I stated evenly, trying to not think about Isla not only in mating heat, needing us desperately, but also fertile. That fueled so many dark, possessive thoughts about tying her to us.
She cried out as I increased my speed, hitting as deep as possible, the urge to breed her riding me so much stronger than I thought was possible. I wanted to make this woman mine in every sense of the goddamn word.
BREEDING🔥
“Ralos…” “Come on my cock, pet,” I growled. “Come on it like a good girl.”
SCREAMINGGGGG
“Do you know what stops heat, little raven?” Dranos’s voice was soft and dangerously like velvet in the space, his magic creating a physical manifestation of its effect. “What?” I asked as Wyre bit down hard on my breast. “Taking in enough cum to get knocked up, so spread those legs wide and let us do our job, Isla.”
OMFGGG
Isla was ours, finally, and we were about to give her the entire world.
Ahhhh
“Little raven, you are everything to me,” he murmured. “Our path to finding each other may have been different, but your existence consumes mine completely.”
Marry meeeeeeee
