Taken, Lane L.V. [free novels to read .TXT] 📗

Not only her pretty face that captivated me from the day she returned to the castle as a woman. Not only her sweet, lush, giving body that offers me so much pleasure. But more the mischievous imp who is as clever as she is naughty. I’m a rough soldier. One day, I will inherit my family manor and associated lands. They are nothing like the Wittner estate, being on a far humbler scale. That all of her is mine is a blessing I’m thankful for every day.

My love for her is like an ever-blooming flower. Petals opening to reveal new facets that make me care for her more and more. We are yet new to one another, but I can only wonder at the depth of my feelings as the years go by.

The smile that brightens her pretty face as she meets my steady gaze makes my chest swell with warmth.

“Oh,” her mother says. “I did not realize it was so late.”

With a bow for Lady Fran, I collect Priya . . . and Shep, for she is smitten with the ugly beast. Her small hand within mine, we make our way to the north wing and our chambers, Shep trotting along at our side. She is quiet for the short distance, both of us lost in our respective thoughts.

As we arrive, servants file in with the food I ordered a short time ago. The door clicks shut on them, and I take a seat at the table, putting Priya on my lap. Shep, as is his custom, seeks a warm spot before the blazing fire. Here, he puts his giant head upon his paws and is soon snoring contentedly.

Sometimes, Priya complains about sitting on my lap, but tonight she endures meekly. It seems both of us desire closeness. She eats very little before shaking her head.

“I’m full,” she says.

“That’s because you have spent the afternoon scoffing honey cake with Belle,” I say.

She giggles prettily, bringing a familiar fullness to my chest.

My smile fades for the news of Blighten at the border, and the call to arms has left me unsettled.

Taking her chin in hand, I draw her head up. “There are reports of Blighten, Priya. We need to send some of our guards to support the King. Now is not the time for mischief or sneaking about the castle.”

She holds my eyes, and I see my worries reflected by her own. “That is troubling news so close to winter,” she says. “I won’t sneak out, Hawthorn. I promise.”

As we take each other’s measure, I believe that she understands the severity of our situation, and further, intends not to sneak off. Whether this holds true, or whether the call of her fourth mate, as Ubold referred to it, drives her to defy my order, remains to be seen.

As satisfied as I can be with her reply, I put her head against my chest and purr for her. Shep is given a bone to chew on, and servants return to collect the empty dishes. I have several reports needing my attention, but I take her to bed instead. A bittersweet pleasure envelops me as she rises above me. Slim thighs stretched wide, she takes my cock inside her with a sigh. She rides me. Neck arched, eyes closed, and hips gyrating with every rise and fall, she is the height of sensual grace. Balls tight with need, I growl softly, willing myself to last. My hands skim over her hips to span her waist before rising to palm her lush tits. As I rub my thumb gently over the distended tips, I remember how pretty they looked when Brook clamped them earlier.

I squeeze the tips a little harder, bringing a gasp to her lips. My knot swells near the base, and she has to work to take it, bouncing herself onto me with delicious wet slapping sounds.

“Are they sore, love?” I ask, tugging her pretty nipples harder.

“Yes,” she says. “But it feels so good.”

I pinch, tug, and roll her nipples as she rides herself to completion. The clenching of her sheath around me triggers my knot to bloom. I rise up, arm circling her waist so I can grind her down. My balls tighten painfully, reaching for every drop of seed. Another hot flood of cum fills her up. We kiss, sharing gusty breaths around entwined tongues as my cock continues to pulse cum deep into her belly.

I fall back to the bed, tucking her cheek to my chest as I offer my purr and wait for the knot to subside. My hands linger on the soft swell of her hips, cupping her perfect ass before squeezing her down onto my length. I yawn. I should be resting, but as soon as my knot softens, my dick hardens again.

Rolling, I take her under me, fucking into her hot, clenching pussy.

We do not rest much, reaching for each other often long into the night. I am inside her, enjoying her soft, open cunt, when Caden and Brook return. Dawn is breaking, softly illuminating the bedroom chamber. I hear them undressing, eager for their turn as my knot locks into place. She comes with me as I bury my face in the crook of her neck and suck against the claiming mark. Her gasp accompanies her pussy spasming over my cock and knot.

I’m complete. If I live to be a hundred, I will never have enough of her.

The bed dips as Caden and Brook climb in beside us. Her face turns, accepting a lusty kiss from each of her mates as they wait for my knot to soften.

As soon as I ease from her warmth and the bed, the lads take their turn. Caden is first to roll above her, as is his right as second Alpha. Her shocked gasp that ends on a moan tells me he has just filled her up.

“Her cunt is softened and well used,” Caden says. “She feels so good.”

Tired by lack of sleep and constant rutting, I