Eros
There were four paths available for me to take once I was outside the clinic of the manor. Paths that would give me a short breather from this newfound dragon problem.
One: Go to the club and get wasted with booze, which would mean I needed to chug fifty barrels of hard liquor in order to get that effect. I wasn't a lightweight. I don't get drunk easily.
Two: Go to the nearest gym I have, and do some heavy lifting, which for my status, would require me dumbbells with weights heavier than five buses or more. I was no Superman with the laser vision and flying, but as the Alpha King, I certainly have his strength.
Three: Go to one of the sparring houses nearby, bet on some fighters, or possibly even join the sparring matches. Humans, especially senile businessmen and widowed/underappreciated women, loved to attend these matches. Not only was it a worthwhile pastime, they also could get more out of it by winning the bets or
RaynaI only meant to take a nap, just to rejuvenate my mind for a bit, but this plan got derailed when my body hit the couch and the warmth of the fireplace enveloped me. I was dreaming right away, and I was immensely aware of what subject it was all about.My infatuation with my late boss, Mr. Axel Windstorm.Now that I was no longer employed to him—albeit in a tragic way—I could now freely express what I felt toward him. I know desiring a dead man would land me nothing but bones and disappointments, but somehow, I felt as though he still lived. As if we still connected in a deeper, more intimate way.My dream started with his green-violet eyes on me, filled with so much longing. Filled with love. Passion. Then his full image appeared along with the setting we were in. I found myself standing at the center of a field surrounded by colossal Greek-inspired columns, wearing an overlapping, layered dress made
RaynaOnce again, a zing of something ran through my body at the contact of our skin and yeah, once again, I ignored it; catalogued it as a worthless, insignificant bodily reaction when confronted with a brooding alpha male.I couldn’t deny it, he was oozing with sex appeal and his muscles...his abs...his cock—which my eyes magnanimously betrayed me and took a peek—, his trimmed waist, and slender, muscled legs—they were screaming to be venerated by a woman.He was a dominant, and I love my man a dominant; however, with our differing statuses, he was obviously off-limits. I was off-limits too, or at least that’s what I wanted to be.“Okay, you proved your point. I have no control over the situation from the start,” I stated, referring to how quickly he incapacitated me. “You were just mocking me. I understand it, so get off of me now!” I added while masking the shak
Eros‘I’m digging my grave now,’ that was what crossed my mind when I changed places with her.I craved to be the dominant. To have the upper-hand. I desired to be always on top. I am the alpha king and I deserved to be on top.I was enjoying it—acting all meek and helpless, making her feel she was in control of the situation, but then, my self-restraint snapped and I placed her underneath me in a matter of seconds.Now, me above her was a better arrangement. I could easily ignite her senses, turn her into a moaning nymph, and have my way with her until she realizes we are mat...Fuck. No. I won’t finish the word.Like I said, I don’t want to admit it.But when she hinted she desired another man, it provoked me. It only made me want her more. I also caught a whiff of her aroused scent. It teased me, and I knew I couldn’t just ignore it. I couldn’t ign
RaynaMr. Eros Dangers.He was a stranger to me. We just met for a day. Only a day, yet my brain seemed not to believe it. It was telling me we had a deeper connection. That getting intimate with him so soon in our meeting was part of the process.My heart seemed to agree with it. I wasn’t second-guessing my actions. I was sure I wanted him to fuck me.What I was experiencing now wasn’t a déjà vu thing really; the kind where this man and I could have that past-life shit plot like in the movies or books. This was one of those moments that an explanation wasn’t warranted, or at least that was what my brain wanted me to think.Getting intimate with Mr. Dangers wasn’t bad at all. In fact, it was the first ever orgasm I received from a man and I loved it. I’ve had sex with my ex, sure, but all of that came out bland and ‘all him.’ I enjoyed the physical contact, but
Eros‘Boss! The laboratory has exploded!’ Geralt informed me through mind-link as the first set of explosions occurred two kilometers away from my manor.Rayna was underneath me when this happened, ready and willing to submit her all to me. I was eager to do so, but then this unexpected interruption came.At first I thought the explosions were just a complication of my scientists testing out new drugs and armaments. That idea changed once I pressed the remote and the steel panels covering the windows rolled out.A spicy, earthy smell greeted me then, and this put me on edge instantly. Using my lycan sight, I could see microscopic objects of what I think were lava-coated spikes floating in the air. Clearly, this was of magical quality.As the Alpha King, I was immune to it, but for certain, this was caustic for lower-level werewolves and probably deadly to some.I groaned inside. It was clear to me n
~ Eros ~Wanting to end the chain of explosions, I morphed into my lycan form, positioned on all fours on the highest part of the bell tower roof, and released the loudest bark I could produce. Its echoic quality turned to solid waves. It rode with the wind, covered the entire city and ignited a single, massive blast that shook the city’s foundation and brought it to momentary dust-filled darkness.When the smoke and dirt settled, I was pleased to see the city still in its complete form—not as complete as I wanted it to be, but enough to build a better, larger version.Most of my men were spared too. From the roads, they stood. Some were injured because of the caustic air. Some were in a better shape. They looked up at me and cheered as loudly as they could.
~ Axel ~For the past ten hours or so, I paced and paced along the wide space of my office in New York City. I felt uncomfortable. Uneasy. Fucking too worried for Rayna and her safety. Wherever she was right now, I was certain she was unprotected.Worse even, already suffering.As her mate, losing her made me incomplete. Broken. It gutted my insides. It sliced my organs. It tore every fiber and every nerve of my body. I attacked my subconscious. I admonished my dragon side for being too complacent. For not protecting her enough.I fucking messed up in the most grand of ways. I let my enemies kidnap her and by their alpha king, no less.That man was notorious for his cruelty. He had killed so many of my kind in the past. There was no telling what he would do to Rayna once he finds out she’s mated to a dragon. There was no telling what he’d do to her as a woman.Fuck.I stopped my pacing and cl
~ Axel ~Full of anger and disappointment, I flew further to the sky where the last layer of the Earth and space meet. In here, I released my cloaking spell and summoned a portal to my New York office.An energy ball appeared in front of me. It pulsated with the colors of the rainbow, accompanied by charges of electricity. With a deep huff, I flew through it, never looking back down to the tiny area of Hextrion. It was no point spending my time there when Rayna and my shipments were gone.Two hours after I returned to my office, my secretary received a call from General Foch. I was perusing Rayna’s information again when this happened. She connected our lines in haste since the general directly asked for me.“General, good to hear from you.” I placed his phone in loud speaker.“Mr. Windstorm! Thank the heavens! I am relieved to hear that you are alive. Really, I am!” he stated with his vo