Ember
I wake to the feel of Saint’s cock pulsing inside of me; his chest pressed to my back; I start to roll my hips, his cock twitching at the movement
“Don’t, Star, I don’t deserve you” I move to let his cock slip from my greedy body, I push him to his back, straddling his hips and slipping him back inside me where I need him,
“You’ve fucked me, now I need you to make love to me, I need you, Saint”
I whisper against his lips before kissing him. He keeps stroking where his shadows left bruises. I roll us so I’m on my back, locking my feet together over his ass, and then I roll my hips up to him, riding him slowly
“Your monster has left his love marks, now I need you to leave yours, Saint, please” he starts to kiss my neck as I fist his hair
“I love you, Ember. I’m sorry I was so rough. I just needed you more than my next breath, I’m sorry, my love”, he whispers, rolling his hips in time with mine. My orgasm is approaching at a snail's pace, and that's what I need right now.
“I liked it Saint, maybe not every time, but I have ten mates they are not all going to be gentle and soft with me”, I kiss the bite mark I left on his chest, like Ren’s and Creed’s he now has a tattoo like mark over it, combining a phoenix with his monster, slowly he brings me to that cliff edge, with whispered I love yous, we doze off for a little then he gives me another mind-blowing orgasm, that makes my toes tingle, we head for a shower and he makes my legs go weak from the two more climaxes he gives me, drying off he grabs my leggings, panties, bra and socks – he looks taken back when I ask for tampons but then looks relieved, guess when his shadows stripped me he didn’t notice they took my tampon out too.
When I ask where my t-shirt is after I braided my hair, he hands me a button-up Henley and tells me to keep the buttons open so his mark is on show.
His mark sits just above the join in my bra and is a pair of black angel wings.
After another panty-melting kiss against his bedroom door, we head down to breakfast.
Creed and Ren hug me and seem to check me for injuries, both raising their eyebrows at him over the bruises around my wrists, River gives me a shy smile, but I kiss his cheek and he pulls me into a hug, kissing me more thoroughly, he pulls my shirt forward making Kodi gasp a groan next to him, so he can see Saints mark.
Groaning, River tries to discreetly make himself more comfortable.
“Humm, I like his idea, but I think I want my mark here”, his voice husks into my ear before kissing behind it and then giving the spot a small lick, which, surprise, surprise, my thirsty pussy is gasping and wanting to be filled, I’m halfway into my seat between Ren and Saint when Declan storms into the room
“What the fuck Saint, she is my fucking baby sister, and you were, fucking her fully fucking shifted, what the fuck did you, fucking do to her?” his eyes are red I hear Brayden mumble that Declan’s fuck button is stuck on again – Declan’s eyes are glowing red and his breathing is laboured, I glance at Devin and he zips off.
“Declan have a Snickers. You’re not yourself when you’re hungry,” I say straight-faced as Devin arrives with a blood smoothie.
“Oh, and to answer your question,” I say as he starts to drink, his eyes slowly turning back to their usual forest green color.
“He fucked me within an inch of my life, marked me as his, then spent the morning making love to me, not that he needs your permission or that it’s any of your business, brother dearest.” I then sit down and start eating the plate that Ren made up for me,
“I bet you won’t be giving Miles the same lecture after he does the same to your baby brother during his heat” A few others walk in, including Xander, who speaks as he grabs a thermos and a mug of coffee.
“Saint, Ember, do you need check-ups from last night's mission before I head to work?” Huh, that explains the thermos.
“Nope, only a few bruises, nothing to worry about”, I reply while grabbing some apple juice.
“I fully shifted after we got home, and that healed any damage done”, Saint replies around his coffee and checking his phone, we all finish up, and as the guys start to say bye before they head off to school, I plan to sit and type up my book on the laptop Darby informs me is in my room.
“Alma, I’m going to camp out on the deck with my laptop. Can you remind me to eat lunch? I tend to get distracted and forget to eat,” she smiles at me.
“Finger food it is, and plenty of fluids”, she shoos me off.
“Thanks, Alma, you’re the best” Dad stops us before we all disappear
“River, next time you get a gut feeling, contact all of us, don’t just grab Ember and let her dive in like that, please, or I’m going to be bald before I’m fifty.
Ember on Saturday, Nate and Luc are going to assess with you on what you can and can't do and see if they can add to it, but as a start, can you give us a basic list, please?” I nod, and both River and I give a half-hearted apology.
My phone pings three times, and I pull it out to read the texts.
But combat Barbie appears knocking my phone out my hand, it goes sliding across the floor towards Trent as she punches me in the face, my reflexes kick in after that, and I start to fight back, I get enough space between me and her to do my little bounce house kick getting her in the chest, I then dip and take out her legs much as I did with Declan, and sitting on her chest I press the knife that was in Declan’s boot, which she landed near to her throat, pulling her knife from her thigh I press it to her wind tunnel of a cunt, I’m pissed off she’s managed to rip Saints shirt with her fake ass nails.
“Speak quickly and clearly, on why you have a right to attack me” I use my Alpha command as Ren steps over to me, fisting the back of my hair.
“We’re heading off to school, don’t do too much damage while we’re gone, baby,” he says before kissing me. The bitch whimpers Saint's name.
“Lisa, answer my sister and explain why you disturbed our breakfast?” Declan growls.
“Starshine, come here, she might be able to talk without you pushing on her windpipe with your knife” I get up, mumbling it’s not mine, Trent passes me his flannel and my phone, and I realise the shirt is ripped enough that I’m showing my tits off. I mouth a sorry and thanks to him.
Scary Demon Trio
ANGEL: WTF! WHY WERE
YOU AT INFERNO?
EVAN: Hope you got home safe,
let us know you’re ok, please!
ISHI: Thank you for the summons.
let us know you’re safe
I then have 8 missed video calls.
ANGEL: ANSWER IN THE NEXT 10 MINUTES
OR I'M COMING IN FIRE BLAZING
EVAN? PLEASE? HES SMASHING STUFF
ISHI: 5 MINUTES
ANGEL: 4
ISHI: 3
ME: JEEZE GUYS I COULD HAVE BEEN
MAKING YOUR MATE, I'M FINE JUST
SORTING A BARBIE PROBLEM
EVAN: Not yet! You’re too young 'HEART EMOJI'
ANGEL: POINT MADE 'SHUDDERS'
VIDEO CALL LATER?
ME: THUMBS UP EMOJI
ISHI: EYE ROLL EMOJI
EVAN: Do you need help with Barbie?
I want details later! HEART EMOJI
I spin so it shows Barbie on the floor behind me, and I wave at the camera with the knife, snapping a quick selfie.
ME: No, I’m good xxx
I giggle and pocket my phone, looking at Combat Barbie.
I raise an eyebrow. Saint is sitting in his chair finishing his coffee, and he pulls me onto his lap.
He kisses the corner of my mouth and I feel his shadows stroke his mark, I sigh and relax, my torso gets covered in shadows and then I hear Trent yelp, I look over to his flannel dumped over his head, the sleeve in his drink and I’m in a fresh one of Saints shirts, a cup of tea then appears in my hand
“What magic have you cast? Saint is mine, get your whore lard ass off him,” Barbie, I mean Lisa, sneers at me. I roll my eyes and stand, giving Saint a deep kiss, and because I’m leaning forward over his lap, he growls at the view down the shirt to his mark.
“I got stuff to do; can you handle this one?” I ask Saint, who nods and then pulls me into another deep kiss,
“Love you, Starshine”, he says before swatting my ass gently.
“Love you too, my Dark angel”, I peck his lips, salute Declan, give Trent a wave and head out to the stairs.
I grab the laptop Darby has made for me to use for writing and swipe a flannel out of Brayden’s closet, I plan to start with my own story and because of that I’m craving the comfort of my twin and his wolves scent and the calm safe feeling it gives me, I pause in my door then grab an A5 sketch pad and two notebooks, I have some stuff ready to type up but I feel this should be my first. I notice a small leather pouch on my bedside table and on opening it I get the scent of wood shavings and a faint smell of a cooling fire, inside is a single chopstick ‘How odd’ until I look again and there is a piece of carved wood that’s curled like a pringle, as I pull the curled wood out a note drops to the floor picking it up I perch on my bed to read it.
My Angel
I made this for you to symbolise my interest in
starting our courtship to matehood.
I am nervous due to my size and even my alter fears of hurting you,
But you have never shown fear in us, which
brings some comfort.
I hope you accept my token so we can start our journey to friendship.
Eternally yours
Kodiak
XX
By the end I can see his writing has started to shake, I refold the note and after fully taking the ‘token’ out I put the note back and place it on the table, I gasp when I see the so-called token and think Kodiak needs to look up the meaning this is a hand carved hair slide which uses the chopstick to secure it in my hair, I braid my hair into three sections but leave the bottom loose using the new hair slide to secure them together the carving is of a bears paw, the pad has a phoenix on it but the wings are spread so the holes for the stick go under the wings, I quickly send Kodiak a text.
ME: Thank you, but please look up
the definition of the word token,
this is anything but; it’s beautiful
you are very talented x
KODI: *BLUSHING EMOJI*
Welcome xx
I head downstairs, grab a pot of tea and slip through the kitchen, pulling a cushion pad off the couch.
I sit on the floor using the coffee table as my desk.
I can still hear Lisa yelling at Saint, and from the sounds of it, Declan is getting a tongue lashing, too.
I slip my earbuds in and stick a playlist on, leaning against the couch.
I close my eyes, breathing in the air and my surroundings; I drink one cup of tea as Linkin Park's Breaking the Habit comes on, and I fill my mug again and start to type… .
All my life, or at least as long as I can remember, two wolves visit me in my dreams or save me from the bad ones; they are the one good constant in my life….
I stop to stretch every now and then or find a new place to sit after getting a numb bum, I sketch a place or a person when I’m trying to work out how to word something, what to share and what to keep locked down, I change everyone's names but my own sticking with common boring names like James, Gareth, Mark and John the same with the Females even though those seem less. I don’t register Alma bringing me food or fresh pots of tea.
I vaguely acknowledge Saint kissing me goodbye when he and Dec headed off to the office; I remember Alma telling Uncle Luc to leave me alone when he kept trying to talk to me.