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[secretaryunpaid]

Becoming Mrs. Dalton Master List

Prologue:

Young Samuel  Dalton came into Dahlia Schuyler's world through the most sensual encounter she'd ever experienced... Then he disappeared as if a ghost, or figment of her  imagination... but her mind and body assured her that this was no delusion.

Sam had unexpectedly appeared at the same party Dahlia was attending. She made an instant decision, she would explore her sexuality with 'The Samuel Dalton'. He seemed way too drunk to deny her... following his drunken patterns. He would be the one to satisfy all of her curiosities... or so the rumor mill says.

Inebriated, Sam accidentally shares a night with her. The events that follow would prove to be one of the biggest misunderstandings either could possibly have...

Their meeting was of out her own desire, but Dahlia is left in a compromising situation... which leads to her plot for revenge on the infamous "Dirty Dalton".

She thinks that he left her for members of Zeta Psi Frat House to have their way with her.

The feeling of being one of Sam's discarded playthings would become cause for her to pursue a disastrous course. Unfortunately, she would discover this much too late.

Her plan:

Lure him. Bed him. Trap him. Marry him... and finally, UNDO HIM !!!

Once she formulates a strategy to enter his life again, she becomes relentless in her pursuit. Dahlia has convinced herself that no matter what it takes, she will finally make him pay for his past actions...

Will he learn of her masterful deception, or will she fall for her own web of lies?

Rating:This will be an EXPLICIT storyline.

Warning: It may contain some canon, but is mostly original content.

Book: The Nanny Affair Fanfiction

I hope you enjoy their journey! Please like, comment, or share if you feel 😊.

Bonus, EXPLICIT, Valentine’s fic

(Not for those who are against multi partnering and talk of drug and alcohol abuse)

[txemrn]

Hey, Friends and Followers!

I hope y'all are doing absolutely fantastic! My little space on Tumblr is in need of tidying deep cleaning, and I need YOUR help!

1. TAG LIST UPDATE

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[sfb123]

Bon Appétit 🍋

This is my entry into @smut-tember week 3, using a mood killer (family interruption) and two terms (secret place, love stick) from this week’s prompt list, they appear in bold.

Book: The Nanny Affair

Pairing: Sam x Anna

Word Count: 790

Rating: NSFW 18+ Only

Tags: Tagging my TNA peeps, and anyone who has requested a Smut-tember tag. If you want to be on or off the list, let me know!

A/N: No pre-reader, so please forgive any typos or errors.

Sam pulled out Anna’s chair for her and kissed her softly on the cheek as she sat. Once she was seated, he took his place in the chair next to hers. This was one of their first official date nights since going public with their relationship, and Sam wanted to celebrate, so he took her to a nice restaurant near the penthouse.

The waiter came to their table, and Sam ordered a bottle of wine while Anna looked over the menu. “Sam, this stuff is kind of fancy. Like fancier than I’m used to. I’m not sure what to order.”

He smiled at her, taking her hand in his and lifting it to his lips. “Don’t worry baby, I’ve got you. Do you trust me to order for you?” She simply nodded and smiled in response, placing her menu down and gazing into his eyes.

The waiter returned with their wine, pouring two glasses and placing the rest in an ice bucket next to the table. Sam placed their orders and handed the menus back to the waiter. Once he left the table, Sam slid his chair closer to Anna and placed his hand on her knee, squeezing gently.

“What do you think you’re doing?” She purred.

“Enjoying the opportunity to show you off in public, like I’ve always wanted.” His voice was low and raspy in her ear as his hand slowly worked its way up her leg.

Anna placed her hand over his, halting his movements. “Just because our relationship is public, doesn’t mean everything we do should be.”

“Nobody will see anything. You just need to be a good girl and stay quiet. Can you do that for

me?” He placed a kiss on her neck, right on the spot that always drove her crazy, nipping slightly before pulling back to meet her eyes.

The feeling of his teeth against her skin caused her to gasp. Their eyes locked, the desire in his eyes reflecting off the heat in hers. She nodded, unable to form words in that moment, as she lifted her hand off of his. Sam’s hand continued on to its destination.

He groaned softly when he reached her secret place. “No panties, Anna?”

“Well, I mean, it is a celebration. Isn’t it?” She said coyly.

“Such a naughty girl.” He said in a stern tone as he circled her button.

Anna struggled to suppress the sounds of pleasure that were threatening to spill out at Sam’s hand. He could tell she was close to the edge, so he pressed down, adding more pressure as his finger circled faster.

“That’s it baby, let go.” He commanded before covering her lips with his own, muffling the sounds of her ecstasy.

Anna pulled back, trying to bring her breathing back to normal as she smirked at Sam. “Your turn.” She cupped his love stick over his pants, arching a brow when he groaned in response. “Ah ah, you’ve got to be qu-” She stopped suddenly, removing her hand and sitting up straight.

“Anna what are you-”

“Samuel?” He was interrupted by a familiar voice, his eyes going wide.

“Mom?” He said in shock, quickly clearing his throat and adjusting himself under the table.

He turned to find his parents standing in front of their table. Anna jumped to her feet to greet the pair. “Mister and missus Dalton, it’s so lovely to see you.”

“Oh please dear, no need to be so formal.” Vivian waved her hands dismissively at Anna.

“You don’t stand to greet your parents, son? I’m sure we raised you better than that.” Mason said.

Sam took a deep breath, holding his napkin over the front of his pants as he stood. “Sorry dad.” He joined Anna at the other side of the table. He shook his father’s hand, and leaned in, kissing his mother on the cheek.

The host approached the group with two menus. “Mister Dalton, your table is ready. Though, we can just bring a couple of extra chairs over if you would prefer to sit with your son.”

“Oh no, we couldn’t possibly intrude on their evening.” Vivian said.

Anna and Sam could both tell in her tone that she didn’t actually mean it. They exchanged glances, having a silent conversation. Sam looked at his parents, plastering on the most cordial smile he could muster. “No, not at all. Please join us.”

“Well, if you insist.” Vivian smiled.

As Sam and Anna returned to their seats, she took his hand and squeezed gently, giving him an apologetic look. He brought their joined hands to his lips and kissed them before again helping her into her seat so that they could spend the rest of their date night with his parents.

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[chemist-ana]

Wicked Game: Meet My MC (OC)

A/N. You guys I am super excited to be announcing my brand new series which I will be posting later this week... called Wicked Game. I have had this idea dying to get out of my brain for weeks now, seriously its all I think and dream about. Imagine TNA but in a Mafia setting. Its going to be dark, it's going to be angsty, filled with twists and turns and yes, all the goodness of a mafia story. The Dalton name is an Irish name, so hello, Sam Dalton is an Irish Mobster... and this is Niamh, the not-so-innocent orphan. More about my main girl below the cut. Stay tuned for more...

Full Name: Niamh Grace Kenney (name pronounced: Neev)

Nicknames: Lass (Hugh), little bird, my darling, my love, my heart, (all in Gaelic-Sam)

Face Claim: Pony Wave (Music Artist/Tattoo Artist)

Age/Birthday: August 12, 1997, 24 years old in series, and a Leo through and through.

Height: 5’ 4”

Hair/Eye color: Silver shoulder-length hair, brown eyes

Love Interest: Sam Dalton

Hometown: Hell’s Kitchen, New York, New York (Hell’s Kitchen is a neighborhood in Manhattan notorious for its Irish Mob history)

Education: High School Diploma

Occupation: Bartender at The Irish Exit

Family: Declan and Aiofe (Ee-fa) Kenney (parents) Hugh O’Donnelly (guardian)

Friends: Jenny, Cassian Keane (also mild LI)

Background: Her parents were killed at a young age, as the story unfolds we will learn more about why and how. She was raised by Hugh O’Donnelly who became her guardian when she was young and made sure she went to school until she graduated high school, even though she hated it. Was raised in Hell’s Kitchen New York, which is a neighborhood in Manhattan. She has been helping Hugh at his bar The Irish Exit since she was very young. The Irish Exit is a dive bar known to cater to the criminal underworld of New York, the patrons are some of the biggest criminals in New York, in turn, she has tough skin and is very quick-witted. She grew up poor, has never left New York.

Personality Traits: She is fierce, loyal, fearless, adventurous, and a spontaneous risk-taker, sometimes it gets her in trouble, but she is smart enough to solve whatever problems she faces. When she is down, she knows how to get herself back up again. She is dramatic and an excellent storyteller. She doesn’t like taking orders from anyone, and butts head with authority. She is stubborn and is not good at compromising. She is ultra-competitive and a jealous woman by nature. She is hardworking, persistent, and strong.

Random Facts: Can understand Russian, and a few Irish Gaelic words because of Cassian and Hugh who both speak Gaelic. Her mom spoke to her in Russian when she was young, so she understands Russian. She loves to draw and paint and knows how to play the piano, She is covered in tattoos that will be revealed throughout the story. Her original dream was to take over The Irish Exit from Hugh. Is good with a knife- so she can defend herself.

Meet my MC template by the fabulous @jamespotterthefirst

Tagging my perma list plus some of my TNA peeps because I am super excited about this new series. As always if you want on or off just comment or message me!

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[drakewalkerfantasy]

Puzzle pieces: NSFW (Tatum x F!MC)

Summary: The second goodbye of two friends doesn’t hurt any less. The first goodbye of two lovers does hurt even more. The issue is he doesn’t want to leave, and she doesn’t want him to leave either. If all this misunderstanding could be avoided? And would she be able to convince him to stay?

Words: 1313

Rating: NSFW

Warning: NSFW / MATURE / 18+

Authors notes: Dear anon, thank you so much for the request first part. This is a third part for them reuniting I really hope you will enjoy this. 

 @jamespotterthefirst thank you so much for asking for second part. Love you. 

Previous parts can be found here:

The Last Goodbye / Please Stay

“Tatum...,” moans Claire as soon as Demarco left them finally alone. Her hand blindly reaches for the door’s handle throwing the door open and they stumble across the threshold of her bedroom. Their lips locked in a passionate kiss, while Tatum’s hands roamed over her body, shedding her clothes layer by layer as soon as the door shut behind them. 

He waited so long for that... for this ... for them. So long, that he barely could remember the moment when he realised that Claire is more than a friend... realised that his childhood crush turned into something more, something raw and genuine... when he finally realised that Claire is IT for him.

“Tatum...,” she moaned again, feeling how his lips left hers, trailing a soft path of small kisses down her jaw, sliding lower and stopping just a breath away from her pulse point, waiting for her permission. And she granted it willingly. Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling him closer, feeling how his lips pressed to her fluttering pulse giving it a gentle lick and a kiss. “I can’t believe you were going to leave before we got the chance to do this...,” breathlessly said Claire, while the last article of her clothes slipped from her body to the floor. Leaving her only in sky blue thongs.

“Never again,” said he in a low husky whisper against her skin, making her shiver from the reverberation of his raspy voice. She could feel how his lips moved lower to her collarbone drawing a path of small light kisses toward it, his tongue swirling against her skin, while he continued to speak. “Next time I leave, I’m taking you with me.”

The words are the promise... the promise he intended to keep.

And she sighs, when his lips start to move up along her collarbone, leaving a soft featherlight kisses across her neck and up its column toward her ear, whispering softly into it until the shiver of anticipation runs through Claire's body from his husky voice. “You’re sure about this, right?” he asks breathlessly, pulling back just far enough to meet her gaze. 

Her lips just a fracture away from his, and his heart thumping loudly against her chest waiting for the reply.

“I wouldn’t be standing here if I wasn't,” responded Claire, locking her eyes with his, feeling his ragged breath against her lips.

Slowly he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss against Claire’s lips. His hands sliding to her hips, carefully backing her toward the bed without breaking the kiss, lowering her gently on the covers before following her.

His body hovered over hers for a second before kissing her deeper, letting his lips slide to her neck and move lower, and lower, and lower, until he is placed between her parted legs. His lips dragging a soft kiss along her right inner thigh while his fingers gently dig into her left one bringing her closer to him.

He could feel how her body tensed under his touch, while he slowly paved his path of small tender kisses and warm tantalisingly slow licks up her thigh. Until finally, his lips reached the apex of her legs, making her gasp when he flicks his tongue over the thin material of her lacy thongs. The heat radiates through her panties and the scent escalating the arousal within him.

His breath hitches when he locks his eyes with Claire’s. The hunger and desire in them mirroring his, and he hooks his thumbs under the sky blue lace of her panties. His fingers curling firmly around the lace tugging the underwear from her body and letting it drop to the floor before moving back between her legs.

The pleasure radiating through Claire as he runs the length of his tongue along her most delicate skin, savouring the taste. His licks are slow and teasing, and his tongue works its way up to her clit with patience relishing the way how her body trembles under his touch.

The soft desperate moan leaving her throat, when he hums softly against her, sending a subtle vibration through the area. His tongue working it’s way around her clit sucking and licking lightly before finally wrapping his lips around it and starting to suck, settling into a steady unhurried rhythm. And the pressure is just so right, that it brings her to the brim of an orgasm in no time, making her arch into his touch, ready to fall over the edge. But as soon as she felt the familiar sensations building deep inside her, the rippling of the fire pooling low in her abdomen he stopped, watching her from underneath his half-hooded eyes clouded by desire.

Slowly he moved up Claire’s body leaving a trail of tender, soft kisses to her flushed skin. Kissing, and licking, and sucking gently... tenderly.

Until he finally hovered over her body, positioning himself on top of her, his lips just an inch away from her stretching neck, and his hot breath caressing the soft skin over her pulse point, while he starts to kiss his way up her neck, across her jaw and toward her lips. Till his lips brushing hers in a fleeting kiss and then ones again, and again.

Claire’s hands started to pull impatiently at his leather jacket, throwing it to the floor, while her hands moving back to his belt unbuckling it quickly. Her breath is ragged and uneven and matching his, when she pushed his jeans and underwear down his legs at the same time as he impatiently ripped his green t-shirt over his head before settling back between her legs.

“Are you ready for me?” he whispered breathlessly, kissing her softly, but urgently. His raspy voice sent a shiver of anticipation through her body.

“Yes, please... I need you,” she murmured breathlessly, when he looked down at her. His face just a few inches from hers, and she felt overwhelmed with the unmistakable scent of him. “Tatum...,” breathed Claire, when he leaned closer to her pressing his lips against hers. Kissing her softly, while the tip of his length pressed firmer to her entrance. His arms tightened around Claire as he deepened the kiss, thrusting gently inside her. Letting their tongues flick against each other, when their bodies started to move in tandem, growing breathless as their senses got overpowered by pleasure.

“Don’t stop,” breathed Claire, her hands running through Tatum’s hair as he pushed himself against her. Their bodies melting together as years of pent-up emotions bubbled over, while they kiss again and again with intensity they never felt before until finally they pull away to catch a breath. Their bodies still locked together, when he slowly reached up, running a thumb over Claire’s bottom lip hungrily following the path with his eyes. His body surging forward catching her lips with his, kissing her hungrily, thrusting against her, as her legs locked behind his back, pulling him closer to her body.

Their bodies moving faster and faster as if trying to outrace the ecstasy, building inside them, trying to stretch out this moment as long as possible. Two pieces of the same puzzle that fit perfectly, locked together in a heated embrace.

“Yes... oh, God,” gasped Claire, when her body shivered as the pleasure reached a breaking point, and he felt how her body started to tremble from the intensity of her orgasm. 

His breath hitched, almost involuntarily when he lifted his face to look at her in a moment of pleasure ripping through her body, and he started to move faster, when his own body convulsed with the same force that overtook her just a moment ago. His eyes closing in bliss as he groaned her name against her lips. Claire...

The name of the girl that was engraved in his heart. The one who was the perfect fit to his puzzle.

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[shannonwrote]

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[khoicesbyk]

A Knight’s Return.

Rated: Explicit. | Contains sexual content and strong language. (You know? The usual from me. 😁) | Bolded and/or italicized words are conversations and thoughts of the characters. | Main Characters: Kayden Vescovi (LI) and Queen Kassidy Rosario (MC)

A/N: this VERY SPECIAL one shot is a birthday fic/present for one of the most amazing women I have ever come to know! @shewillreadyou has pretty much become somewhat of a mom/mother figure to me. And God knows I need her. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM! I LOVE YOU! *in my Lennie Williams voice*

Tag List (my Nanny girls): @shewillreadyou @secretaryunpaid @lucy-268 @txemrn @pixie88 @shannonsaid @shannonwrote @sfb123 @thefrenchiemama @chemist-ana @aussieez @choicesficwriterscreations

Many MANY thanks to @secretaryunpaid for the preread! Since I couldn’t show the birthday girl. I enlisted the help of one of my biggest cheerleaders. And she did NOT disappoint! 😁😁😁😁😁😁

This one shot is rated Explicit. It is NOT reading material that is safe for those under 18. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised!

TW: Sexual Violence. Again Reader discretion is STRONGLY ADVISED!

Current Word Count: 5,080 words. (more or less. I stop counting after editing and re-editing. 🤷🏾‍♀️) 

Being the Queen of Cordonia was not an easy task. Most women would crumble underneath the pressures of the title and crown. But not Queen Kassidy Rosario-Rhys. She ruled faithfully alongside her husband King Fabian Rhys.

When they married almost 12 years ago, they married based on politics and a shared ideal of peace and prosperity amongst their people and kingdom. Although both cared for one another, neither was in love with the other. Living in separate wings of the palace proved that point.

While Fabian had his mistress named Natalia, Kassidy had the love of her life. She had Kayden Vescovi. Her faithful lover and the dutiful Crown Shield. When she ascended to the throne, it was revealed that he could do magic. Something that hadn’t been seen in Cordonia in at least 500 years. He used his magical powers to save her from an assassination attempt at the Conclave.

Her majesty is madly in love with her fiercest protector. And he is madly in love with her. The only problem was his powers. As the years went on, he found out that he had no true control over them. So to learn how to control them, he had to leave. Something that broke Kassidy’s heart but she also understood that this was something that he had to do. He hated to leave his home and especially her bed but his mind was made up.

She missed him every day that he wasn’t there. During the day she was able to keep a brave facade of the faithful queen and wife but at night, she longed to feel her lovers' strong arms around her again. To feel his lips on her skin and hear his voice in her ear. But he was gone and she had to go on. Her kingdom needed her and she needed something to distract from her broken heart.

She cared for Fabian and always wanted him to be happy. And she was elated that he had found true love but, she couldn’t help but feel jealous, slightly resentful, and lonely. His love was with him constantly, while hers was gone. Until the day he returned.

It had been 3 years since Kayden left to truly harness his powers. And when he returned the news traveled fast.

His majesty was in a meeting with advisors when a young page came running in.

“Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Come quick!”

“What is it?”

“The Crown Shield has returned!”

Fabian exhaled in relief.

“Finally!”

A crowd gathered at the palace around the returning Sorcerer. Fabian was delighted to greet him.

“Greetings Crown Shield! It is good to see you.”

Kayden kneeled with his head bowed to his king.

“Thank you, my King. It is good to be home. I come with news.”

“Wonderful! Simply wonderful! Let us enter my chambers and we will discuss what you have learned in your travels.”

Kayden nodded and followed his king into the palace.

After showing Fabian and his trusted Advisor Lord Hunter Fierro how he’d mastered his powers, Kayden was informed of the impending war with Gemmora. A kingdom to their southeastern border.

“Surely you’re joking.”

Fabian sighed.

“I wish but King Gerard is dead set on waging war against us.”

“What would you have me do, your majesty?”

“Take your position as The Crown Shield and lead us to victory.”

Kayden bowed with his head with a fist over his heart.

“As you wish my king.”

Fabian smiled.

“Thank you, Kayden. And please no formalities my friend. We’ve known one another for years now.”

Kayden smiled at Fabian as they shook hands.

“I will get started recruiting soldiers immediately.”

Fabian nodded.

Before he left Fabian's chambers, Kayden had to ask about her.

“If you don’t mind my asking…is…is she here?”

“No. She is visiting her House’s lands but will return tomorrow. I’m sure when she hears the news of your return, she will be elated to see you.”

Kayden smiled wistfully.

“Yes, I’m sure she will. I am eager to see her.”

“I know you are. You both have much to catch up on.”

Kayden left the palace and spent the next day reuniting with his crew and recruiting soldiers. When the next night came, he was eager to see his queen. It had been a long time since he’d seen her. Since he touched her. Since he tasted her. And he knew she’d be angry with him. He left her alone for 3 years. She would be a fool to not resent him. But still, he had to see her.

When he got to the palace that night, he was immediately escorted to her private chambers. His chest was tight with anticipation and excitement. When he stepped onto her balcony with the servant he was escorted by, there she stood. She was looking up at the stars, silently praying that he would come back to her. His heart was doing flips at the sight of her.

“My queen…” the servant spoke up.

When Kassidy turned around, she was frozen in shock. Her true love. Her Knight. The man of her every waking dream was home.

“Thank you.”

The servant nodded to her and him before leaving them alone.

“My love…”

She cocked an eyebrow at him.

“So the rumors are true? You are home.”

“Yes, I am. I have missed you.”

“How was your training?”

“It went well. I have mastered my powers. I have so much to show you.”

She stood there with her arms crossed and her emotions warring within her. She missed him terribly but she was also furious with him.

“You are not happy to see me?”

He stepped closer to her. Wanting to feel her in his arms again.

“It’s been 3 years Kayden. What am I supposed to be?”

“Not this.”

“And what do you think this is?”

“Resentful.”

She chuckled dryly.

“Again, I have not seen or felt you in 3 long years! And you just expect me to jump into your arms the minute you decide to finally return to me?”

“My love…”

She holds a hand up.

“No. You don’t get to call me that. Not after all this time.”

“Please…I have missed you so! I lo—“

She cut him off. She did want to hear him say that he loved her. Not now.

“This conversation is over!”

She moved to walk around him but he grabbed her by the arm and kissed her. He wanted to taste her lips on his. Feeling her this close to him, after all, this time apart, made the magic within him swirl to life and made her knees weak. When their kiss broke both were breathless.

“My…love…”

Kassidy kept her eyes closed and when she opened them, she remembered where she was and where he’d been. When he went to kiss her again, she slapped him.

“Don’t you dare touch me!”

Holding his jaw he chuckled.

“At least you remembered what I taught you.”

Her eyes blazed with fury.

“You don’t get to kiss me! Not now! Not ever!”

“You don’t mean that.”

“After not being able to so much as look at you…yes, I do!”

She went to stomp past him but he caught her wrist.

“Do not walk away from me, Kassidy!”

She stiffened before turning to face him.

“Your majesty.”

He stared at her in disbelief.

“Don’t do this Kassidy.”

“It’s your majesty. And you will address me as such!” She hissed at him before jerking her wrist away and going inside to her chambers.

Kayden didn’t blame her for being angry. He’d left her alone. She was hurt. But he was not about to give up that easily. With a sigh and a snap of his fingers, his powers came to life. He heard her gasp and when he walked into her bedroom, she was frozen in place struggling to get free.

“I told you not to walk away from me.”

“Kayden! Let me go this instant!”

He cocked his head to the side with a smile slowly spreading across his lips.

“Of course…your majesty. But first I feel you need an attitude adjustment.”

She was beyond furious at this point.

“LET! ME! GO!”

He just stood behind her watching her struggle. With a wave of his hand, the doors behind him closed and locked. As did her bedroom door. He didn’t want an audience for what he planned to do with her. He could hear her heart pounding in her chest as he got closer to her. Using his powers he turned her around so that she faced him. The scowl she had on her face both broke his heart and turned him on.

“My queen…my love…you have no idea how much I have missed you. How long I have yearned to touch you. To taste you. To take you. It has been 3 long years that I’ve been away, and this is how you greet me?!”

She looked at him with pain and rage behind her eyes.

“You! Left! Me! For 3 years I have been here. Missing you! Wanting you! Needing you! And where were you? Hmmm? You were gone! That’s where you were! Leaving me to lie in this bed alone! To yearn for your touch and especially your kiss! While you were gone, I had to watch him fall in love with her. He got to go to bed with her in his arms! I watched him be happy! While I…I…I was alone! In the very bed, I was supposed to share with you!”

“You know why I left Kassidy!”

“Yes, I know. You were harnessing your powers as you put it!”

“And I could not do that around you! I was afraid that I would hurt you. So I left. It was safer for the kingdom.”

“It was safer to leave me alone while you went galavanting all over Cordonia?!”

She struggled against her restraints to no avail.

“My love…struggling will do you no good.”

“KAYDEN LET ME GO!”

She was frustrated and angry beyond belief. He just stood there watching her with a smirk on his lips.

“Have I told you how gorgeous you are when you’re upset?”

“WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS I WILL HAVE YOU HANGED!”

He merely tilted her chin up so he could look into her eyes.

“No, you won’t.”

That is when he kissed her passionately. He wanted to taste her anger while letting his hands trail along her dress. And try as she might, she couldn’t physically stop or resist him. But she wasn’t going to just give in to him so easily. And she proved it by biting his bottom lip.

“I wouldn’t have done that my love…”

She stared him down.

“Don’t you EVER forget that I AM YOUR QUEEN! You will kneel before me!”

He smiled wickedly at her.

“Let me show you something, my love.”

He walked behind her and draped his right arm over her shoulder while resting his chin on her left shoulder. When he opened his hand, magic swirled in it.

“Beautiful isn’t it?”

She stared at the swirling above his hand.

“Impossible.”

“Not really. It’s still the magic that I’ve casted before.”

“But you could only make barriers!”

“I still do my love but now I can do so much more.”

“But how? Your magic is controlled by your thoughts.”

“Mere concentration and practice. I went from feeling the magic within to projecting it. My powers are endless. For instance, your very beautiful dress. Although it is exquisite, I prefer you without clothes.”

“Well, there’s nothing I can do about it.”

He chuckled and shook his head.

“My love…I don’t need you to do anything but feel.”

“What are you—“

Her words were swallowed when he grabbed her chin and brought her mouth to his. She was powerless to stop him. The more she fought against his restraints, the tighter he made them. He broke their kiss to look into her eyes.

“Why do you insist on resisting me?”

“Because you have not earned the right to touch me!” She hissed.

He ran a finger down the right side of her neck as his lips grazed just below her left ear. His warm breath left her feeling heady.

“You! Are! MINE! I will do with you however I please!”

He felt her heart pound as his finger trailed down her chest then he abruptly stopped and stepped away from her. With him away from her, Kassidy was able to regulate her heartbeat and breathing despite still being restrained. Kayden was impressed with his love.

“Good, very good. You’ve remembered what I taught you about self-control and discipline.”

She glared at the door to her balcony not saying anything to him.

“The silent treatment does not work on me, my love. You know that.”

She continued to stare without saying a word to him.

“So you want to be defiant, hmmm?”

He spun her around so that she was facing him.

“Very well. Since you will not give me what is mine, I shall take it from you. Starting with…”

He trailed off as he swirled his finger. Doing so, sent ribbons of magic swirling. He watched as she thrashed about as swirls of magic took her dress and undergarments off. When his magic finally dissipated she was completely naked before him.

“Much better. This is how I always preferred you to be in my presence.”

He walked towards her, never taking his eyes off of her. She could feel her body heat rising with each step he took towards her. He circled her like a wolf stalking its prey. The sound of his boots going across the polished floor of her bed-chamber was making her lightheaded.

“Look at you, my love. The most beautiful creature under the stars. Baring herself to me.”

She bristled as one of his gloved hands touched the bare skin of her stomach.

“Are you cold?”

He loved watching her shiver at his touch.

“Let me go!”

“I don’t think so. I’m not quite done with you. I have waited years to touch you, my love. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy this moment.”

“I! Am! Your! Queen! You WILL obey me!”

Kayden shrugged.

“Yes, you are my queen. And normally I would kneel before you and carry out whatever it is you wish of me. But tonight I have a mission. It’s quite simple.”

He leaned in close to whisper in her ear.

“I…am…going…to…tear…you…apart!”

His words made her shudder. He stood behind her with his hands firmly on her hips. He left a trail of heated kisses from her right shoulder to her neck.

“Now comes the fun my love.”

Kassidy closed her eyes and steeled herself for what was to come. He took his hands off her body and whispered harshly in her ear.

“Kneel.”

Hearing those words was when she decided she’d heard enough.

“I will NEVER kneel!”

“My love…you don’t have a choice in the matter!”

With a finger pointed downward, he forced her to her knees. She was under his control. He walked in front of her and looked down at the woman he calls his queen.

“Never have I seen a more beautiful sight. My love on her knees.”

“I…am…YOUR…QUEEN!”

“Still defiant. Still fighting. Just the way I like you.”

“I bow to NO ONE!”

“You’re right my love. You don’t. But then again I’m not just anyone. I’m the one who will drive you insane!”

At the snap of his fingers, magic swirled around her legs. It slowly traveled up her calves eventually resting at her thighs.

“Look at me, my queen.”

She refused to look up at him.

“Have it your way…”

With a simple pullback of his left hand, he forced her to look at him. When he looked into her eyes, he saw the lust, the rage, the want, and the need behind them.

“I want to watch the look on your face as I make you submit!”

She had to close her eyes and exhale slowly to keep herself from giving him satisfaction. The magic traveled up her thighs and as it got closer to her core, it started to feel warm. And when it split into tendrils, she had to suppress the moan she felt creeping up from her chest.

“You can try to fight my love but I know you and your body better than anyone. You will submit to me!”

“I submit to NO MAN!”

“Not yet you don’t.”

She watched as he opened his balled-up right fist and began flexing his fingers. It felt like his hands were everywhere at once. Her breasts and especially her most sensitive lips between her legs felt like they were on fire. Begging to be touched and kissed. Kayden watched as Kassidy tried to fight him and his powers but she was quickly losing.

“Is this not what you desired?”

She screwed her eyes shut and bit down on her bottom lip to suppress the moans of pleasure that were rising in her throat.

“Don’t fight it, my love. Let it consume you.”

It felt so good. Her resolve was crumbling rapidly.

“That’s it, my love! I know you want it.”

He was right. She wanted it and him but to submit? She was too strong and stubborn for all of that. She held out for as long as she could but, when the magic swirling around her intensified, she nearly lost her mind. Especially when her body began to tremble. The pleasure was beginning to overtake her.

“Good. Very good. I know that it feels good. Doesn’t it my love?”

She couldn’t hide it anymore.

“YES! YES! YES! YES!”

She was going insane and he was loving every minute of it.

“I knew you would never be able to resist me. You love me too much to do so. And now that your attitude has been corrected, I can truly have my fun with you.”

She glared at him.

“Let! Me! Go! NOW!”

He smirked at her.

“Not yet. There’s one thing I want from you.”

He released her from her bonds and Kassidy found herself face first with his VERY throbbing member. She takes her right thumb, sticks it in her mouth for a split second, and begins to circle the tip with it causing him to shudder.

He groaned, desperately wanting to feel her lips on him. But instead, she was going to take her time, the same way he did with and to her. She continued to just circle the tip earning groans and moans of both pleasure and torture.

“My queen…don’t…you…dare…tease…me!” He says between ragged breaths.

She could feel the magic swirl around them.

“So you can torture me all you like, but the minute I give you a small taste of your own medicine…you can’t handle it?” she teased him.

Before he could even utter a word in response, her mouth descended onto him. All he could do was feel her moving against him. She felt so good. Her mouth was warm, wet, and totally in control of him.

At that moment, he would do anything just to keep her mouth on him. She started slow because she wanted to savor this, and wanted him to know what it felt like to be slowly tortured. She wanted him to beg for it, to plead for it, to crave it. She wants him to feel for her what she feels for him.

Up and down and up and down and up and down, she went. Never allowing him a reprieve. Never letting him fall over. She was determined to give it to him, the same way that he gave it to her. She always made sure to swirl her tongue around him just enough from time to time, to turn him from the Crown Shield to a man possessed.

She had him right where she wanted him. At her mercy. His mind racing, his heart pounding, his toes curling, struggling to stay upright, his breaths coming in pants. That’s what she wanted and she was getting it. His hips started to move in time with her mouth, as his hands found their way into her hair as she worked him over.

She used her hands to stroke him real good while her lips stayed on his tip. Just like he loved doing to her, she loved hearing him moan and groan. Every so often she’d glance up to watch the look of pleasure on his face.

“My Knight…I want you to make love to me…”

“Yes, your majesty.”

He raised an eyebrow and smirked. She watched as the rest of his clothes disappeared. He was still as beautiful as ever to her. He grabbed her chin and brought her to her feet. He rested his forehead against hers.

“My queen…”

He knelt before her, his head bowed.

“I am yours.”

“Yes, you are.”

She draped her arms around his broad shoulders and kissed him deeply.

“My Knight. My heart is so full now that you’ve come back to me. Now let me show you how much I’ve missed you.”

He picked her up and wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her to the large canopy bed she always shared with him.

She loved feeling his muscles flex as he laid her down. He pinned her beneath him as he kissed her. He broke their kiss to let his eyes roam her body.

“See something that you like?”

“Only the most beautiful woman in all the lands.”

“And what is it you plan to do with me?”

He chuckled softly.

“Whatever I please…”

With a wink, he used his powers to reposition her so that she hung slightly off the edge of their bed. When he was ready, he threw her legs over his shoulders and went to town feasting on her treasure.

“YESSSSSSSSSSS!”

Her body was on fire. His mouth felt like magic. She grabbed the bedding and squirmed as he ate her out like he was starving. Her moans, her shrieks, and especially her screams were delicious and music to his ears. Every time he either licked, nipped, or sucked on her clit, it drove her further and further to her edge. It throbbed from the repeated friction of his mouth and his fingers. And her vaginal muscles clenched and released every time he circled her entrance.

Whether Kassidy wanted to admit it or not, she loved watching his head move in between her legs. Her legs started to spasm so she tried to back away, long enough to calm them. But her lover was NOT having that.

“Ohhh no, my love! You DO NOT move! Not until I say you can!” He growled.

The tone in his voice was so low, it nearly scared her.  He was relentless and animalistic when it came to feasting on her. Her back arched and her toes curled every time he dragged his tongue up and down.

She wasn’t going to last much longer.

She felt him alternate between his mouth on her clit and fingering her. She didn’t think it could get any better than this. But, Kayden was about to prove her wrong. Just as she was about to go over her edge, he stopped cold. She cried out in a mix of shock, disbelief, and anger. But he just chuckled at her.

“My queen, you do not need to worry. You’ll get what you want from me.”

She couldn’t believe it. She was seconds away from seeing the stars and he stopped.

She was having a hard time believing him at the moment. But he was right, he would make sure that she would indeed get what she wanted. He came upon the bed, gathered her in his arms, and covered her lips with his. Letting her savor the taste of her wetness on his lips.

With her distracted by the kiss, Kayden snapped his fingers. Their kiss was broken when she felt her wrists pin above her head. With a wicked look in his eyes, he winked before he plunged his tongue into her mouth then placed the fingers of his right hand that tingled with his powers between her legs.

The sensation from the fingers made her nearly jump out of her skin. She squirmed as he pleased her without really touching her. He nursed on her right breast while pinching her left. She white-knuckled the bedding under her and screamed bloody murder.

“That’s it! Tell me how you like it, my queen.” He told her.

She could barely think, let alone form a coherent sentence. He was torturing her in the most delicious way. He was determined to drive her over the edge and into a sweet oblivion.

“YES! YES! YES! YES! YESSSSSSSSSSS!”

She squirmed underneath him as he continued to move his very magic fingers. She was quickly coming undone at the seams. Her body was tingly and on fire. He listened as her breathing became more and more erratic. He was determined to break her in half.

“Let me hear you scream!” He growled in her ear as he closed his fist and sent magic coursing through her.

That was it. That was all she needed. Her back arched, her voice tangled in her throat, her toes curled, her eyes rolled back and her body convulsed as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

She laid there trying to recover from what he just did to her. All she could see was his face just centimeters above hers. He was a sight to behold. He had a very smug look on his face.

With a wicked grin on his face, Kayden settled himself in between her thighs. He circled her entrance, causing her to cry out in anticipation and need. Her cry was all he needed to hear from her. He spread her legs, lined himself up with her entrance, closed his eyes then plunged himself inside her.

It had been 3 long years since he’d made love to her. He was determined to enjoy every second together.

“KAYDEN!”

Hearing her scream his name as she took him spurred him on. So there they were. Together in bed with her feet to the ceiling and him going deep inside her. His Queen. The love of his life. She belonged to him. And he confirmed it with every thrust of his hips into her.

Hearing her moans drove him insane. He wanted to please her. He wanted to feel her vaginal muscles clench around him as he slammed into her again and again. He wanted her cries of pleasure. And he wanted to stake his claim to his queen. He watched her body flush and tremble under his touch. Feeling her unleashed his powers.

He went from bracing himself against her headboard to snaking his left into her hair and pulling her head back. Doing so, exposed her neck to him. He couldn’t keep his lips off her skin. He HAD TO taste her. And to be honest, she loved it even more than he did. He dragged his tongue across her neck which caused the fire inside her to burn hotter. Every stroke made her dizzy yet always left her craving more. She needed him. She wanted him. She craved him.

Kayden had turned her out and didn’t even realize it.

He was incensed by her. Her skin. Her scent. With both of his hands on the headboard behind her, he continued to go deep into her. Relentlessly pounding her, giving her everything he had to give. He would bury himself to the hilt, deep inside her just to pull almost all the way out, then thrust himself back inside her. Again and again and again. And with her unable to move her hands, she was powerless to stop him.

“KAYDEN! TAKE! ME!” She screamed as he pushed her further and further towards her climax.

She needed him. She wanted her release. She teetered on the edge. As much as he wanted to hold out, he too was close to his own climax. And there was only one way that he’d achieve his goal of breaking her.

He pulled out of her, despite her cry of protest just to flip her over onto her stomach. With her wrists restrained by his magic binds, she was at his mercy. He tapped the side of her left ankle before spreading and keeping her legs apart.

He leaned down to slowly leave a blazing trail of kisses up her spine. The kisses raised goosebumps on her skin, made her shiver and bite her bottom lip. He was deliciously wicked and she loved every second of it.

“My queen…this is how I break you…”

She was about to find out that those words were more than a wicked promise. Especially when he mounted her.

“Don’t blink my love.”

When he grabbed her hips and slid inside her, her body went still. He robbed her of her voice and took her right then and there. All she could was whimper. Feeling her clenching around him, caused a low growl to reverberate in his chest. She felt like he was going to rip her apart.

“Tell me you love it!”

“I—“

She stopped as he thrust himself into her.

“TELL! ME!”

“I! LOVE! IT!”

She felt drunk off him.

“Tell me you want it!”

“I! Want! It!”

“Tell me you want me!”

”I! Want! You!”

“Tell me you need me!”

“I! Need! You!”

He let out a satisfactory growl.

“That’s right my queen! You will always need me! You will always want me!”

The truth was that he needed and wanted her just as much. When she was at her most vulnerable, is when she was the most beautiful to him.

She belonged to him. And he belonged to her. When her muscles clenched around him one last time, that was it for both of them. She screamed to the heavens above and he buried his face in the crook of her neck and shuddered as he let go inside her. When it all was said and done, they were extremely exhausted and thoroughly satisfied.

He pulled out and curled up with her in his arms. He covered them both to keep them warm.

“I love you my queen. Never forget that.”

“I love you too my knight. There will never be another man for me. My heart belongs to you.”

He held her close as they drifted off to sleep.

[chemist-ana]

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Take a trip down memory lane here for my 101 Smiles Masterlist

Day 101 of #101Smiles is the most perfect photo of my two babies together, compliments of the SO TALENTED @sophxwithers who just blew me away and literally brought me an insane amount of happiness with this edit she did of my Sam and Ana together FINALLY. I cannot believe this journey is over, Its actually a little bitter, a little sweet. I was going to do a little ficlet for this last day but I have a lot of exciting things that I am releasing because my smiles are finally done.

Thank you to the lovely @genevievemd for the original idea and for supporting me through this whole ordeal, I appreciate the hell out of you b.

Thank you to the AMAZING crew of tumblr friends I have made that have followed me through this journey, I appreciate you more than you will ever know for following me along on this VERY long journey. Turns out it took me 145 days to post 101 photos. It was a lot of work, but it was SOO MUCH FUN. I got to know my characters more, and seriously, I spent HOURS looking for photos, but how it all came together just makes me so immensely proud.

Thank you thank you thank you tumblr verse for your support and love and just putting up with my shenanigans with these over the top, unrealistic, life that Sam and Ana lived when they were blissfully in love immediately following their wedding.

You guys are finally released from the 101 Smiles Tag list!

Edit Tag list: @genevievemd @txemrn @thefrenchiemama @mainstreetreader @somersetmummy @lady-calypso @lucy-268@shewillreadyou @itsjustwinter @jennieausten @melalicious8383 @kat-tia801 @pixie88 @sfb123 @gardeningourmet @forallthatitsworth @shannonwrote @jerzwriter @nestledonthaveone @obsessedwithdool @wanderingamongthewildflowers @kachrisberry

[drakewalkerfantasy]

Sneak Peak: The Last Dance (Brandon x MC) NSFW

I’m not sure if anyone would be interested in reading that. It’s fanfic based on Romance Club book called Seduced by the Rhythm. I wanted for the events to be a little bit different. I felt that even though Brandon was right and I definitely understood what he have done, he needed the last dance. Because no matter what he was saying dancing was the huge part of him and he loved it. So that is my attempt to give it to him. To let him dance his last dance with the woman who become more for him that anyone ever was. I wanted him to give it to her and to himself. The last dance before he would walk out on them all for good before book 2.

Sorry guys, but I’m tagging my Foreign affairs and The Elementalists tags (not all only the one who still active (I think they are active) Let me know if you want to be tagged in a full fanfic or if not, just ignore it. Brandon looks like Beckett his character, his looks. After this snippet I will put his picture from the book.

If you want to be tagged in that fic let me know.

Her body tensed like a coiled sprung, frozen in the starting position of their dance in the middle of the stage. Tensed like a gracious panther before the jump surrounded by her crew minus one… surrounded by the flashing, blinding lights around them… ready to their final battle.

Her fingertips lightly touching the cold surface. Her knees raised to her chin, while she stood on the tips of her ballet shoes, crouching in the middle of the stage. Her head lowered, resting on her knees and her eyes closed, taking a deep breathes as if trying to calm her racing heart. The tears that she was refusing to shed burned behind her closed eyelids, while she slowly opened her eyes. And her body started to raise with the first broken accords of the melody matching the hurt and confusion she felt. Brandon’s words still drumming in her ears as the reminder of his betrayal.

Her hands clutched her head while she shut her eyes trying to silence the thoughts and chase away her tears. Then she cast her hands aside jumping in the air before softly rolling over to the ground. While guys danced around her closely watching her every move, not daring to break her story. The pain, rage and hurt strongly reflected in her every movements unleashing it in the way how her body sprung into the air coiling in the perfect twirl before sitting in a split.l, pulling her legs to her torso. Hugging her knees, before curling up on the cold stage. Four strong guys dropping to their knees beside her, placing their hands comfortingly on her back giving her so much needed strength to rise.

Tagging: @choices-bound​ @jamespotterthefirst​ @mercury84choices​@k2624​​ @thefrenchiemama​ @choicesreal​​ @starrystarrytrouble​@boneandfur​​ @walkerswhiskeygirl​ @ramseysrookiex​ @suitfer​@gardeningourmet​ @lahelasaveiro​​ @annekebbphotography​​​​​​​​ @xxrainbow-princessxx​​​​​​​ @desiree-pow-35-1986​

[somersetmummy]

Hands up 🙋🏼‍♀️ anyone else been swept up in the trend to create socials to go with fics? I have, I honestly live for them.

Here’s a little peek into the future, taking place sometime after TNA Book 1 when the dust has settled and Robin and MC (Katie) are talking again.

The fic itself is a WIP but I love this conversation between them so much that I just had to share!! I’ll let you imagine where this goes...I’m still deciding 🤭

Tag List (let me know if you wanted to be removed/added):

@thefrenchiemama @shewillreadyou @txemrn @secretaryunpaid @silma-words @sfb123

[pixie88]

TAG LIST

I'm gonna stop tagging those who don't want to be tagged so let me know what series you lovelies want to be continued to be tagged in!

Always the Bridesmaid.

Alone - A&E Series.

Supernatural (hibiscus)

Lovelink

I don't want to annoy people with tags if they don't want to read. So from 30th if you don't ask to be tag I will no longer tag you 😊 I WON'T BE OFFENDED! Rather honesty 😘 tagging my usuals 😘

@lem-20 @secretaryunpaid @aussieez @txemrn @khoicesbyk @shewillreadyou @irisofpurple @casualpostqueen @thefrenchiemama @sfb123 @tea-me-kah @alexabeta

[silma-words]

Sunday Six - 27/06/2021

Choices: Bloodbound

Pairing: Adrian Raines x MC (Ellie)

Rating: NSFW/+18 (but WIP is PG) / Warning: None

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Smut

AU Chronology: AU Chronology: Bloodbound AU (after book 1 – the events of book 2 never happened) – ‘Inevitable - Arc II: About time’ (Masterlist) - Sequel to “Picking up the pieces”.

Summary: Adrian wanted Ellie to move on but has realised his mistake. Can they find their way back to each other and start again? Or will she choose to leave?

N/A: Inspired by the following miriad of prompts:

from Prompt List #1: 3. “Stay with me”, 16. “Just talk to me” & 22. “Choose me”

from NSFW prompts: 11. “for make up sex, 8. to undress my muse, 26. to make my muse whimper, & 36. for one muse to sit on the other’s face

**Disclaimer: Characters and background plot are the property of Pixelberry.**

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Last call (Part I) - WIP

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Backing away blindly towards her room, gripping at each other’s clothes in near desperation and barely taking the time to break apart to breath, their progression was suddenly stopped by something on the floor, nearly sending them both tumbling backwards. Adrian held onto Ellie more tightly to prevent their fall, before dropping his eyes to the ground to check what they had stumbled upon.

Her suitcase. Full, by the look of it, with her travel purse resting neatly on top of it alongside her coat.

Glancing quickly towards the bedroom just behind her, his deepest fear materialised before his eyes: her room was empty. The bookshelves were as bare as the walls. Her nightstand was no longer cluttered by the usual collection of frames and random objects she liked to look at fondly before falling asleep. The old bear that she had caried around since age 7 was longer standing watch over her bed from the window sill. Only the furniture remained. And the bedsheets.

When he looked back at her, her eyes were planted on the suitcase as well, her stare undecipherable.

“When were you meant to be leaving?”, he asked calmy, already guessing her answer.

She was still staring down at the suitcase when she answered quietly, frowning a little as if the information were also news to her. “I’m flying out tomorrow, 10:45am”.

Adrian’s grip on her arms tightened a little at her words. Not because of the date, or the time. But because she used the present tense. She IS flying out tomorrow. As if this was still an unalterable fact that none of their previous conversation had had an impact on.

“Are you still considering leaving?” He had to know. He had to know if there was still more to do to convince her to stay.

But she was remaining silent and still, staring down in a way that he was not sure how to read: what she still hesitant, or just avoiding speaking out the truth?

“Ellie, please”, he insisted, bending a little to try to capture her gaze. “Please, just talk to me”.

[....]

TBC

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Tagging @adriansbiss, @itsjustwinter , @shanzay44 , @purvishraick, @thefrenchiemama

(Let me know if you want to be added or removed from the tag list!)

@choicesficwriterscreations

[khoicesbyk]

Heyyyyy it must be Sunday!

And your girl (and Al) are back with another installment of Six Sentence:

And today (Sunday, May 2nd) I have not one but two previews!

Up first is a special one shot I wrote for a friend as a birthday present! It’s named A Knight’s Return. It's everyone’s favorite Crown Shield Kayden Vescovi *swoon* and my friends MC Queen Kassidy Rosario. See Below:

“My love…”

She cocked an eyebrow at him.

“So the rumors are true? You are home.”

“Yes, I am. I have missed you.”

“How was your training?”

“It went well. I have mastered my powers. I have so much to show you.”

She stood there with her arms crossed and her emotions warring within her. She missed him terribly but she was also furious with him.

“You are not happy to see me?”

He stepped closer to her. Wanting to feel her in his arms again.

“It’s been 3 years Kayden. What am I supposed to be?”

“Not this.”

“And what do you think this is?”

“Resentful.”

She chuckled dryly.

“Again, I have not seen or felt you in 3 long years! And you just expect me to jump into your arms the minute you decide to finally return to me?”

“My love…”

She holds a hand up.

“No. You don’t get to call me that. Not after all this time.”

“Please…I have missed you so! I lo—“

She cut him off. She did want to hear him say that he loved her. Not now.

“This conversation is over!”

She moved to walk around him but he grabbed her by the arm and kissed her. He wanted to taste her lips on his. Feeling her this close to him, after all, this time apart, made the magic within him swirl to life and made her knees weak. When their kiss broke both were breathless.

“My…love…”

Kassidy kept her eyes closed and when she opened them, she remembered where she was and where he’d been. When he went to kiss her again, she slapped him.

“Don’t you dare touch me!”

Holding his jaw he chuckled.

“At least you remembered what I taught you.”

Her eyes blazed with fury.

“You don’t get to kiss me! Not now! Not ever!”

“You don’t mean that.”

“After not being able to so much as look at you…yes, I do!”

She went to stomp past him but he caught her wrist.

“Do not walk away from me, Kassidy!”

She stiffened before turning to face him.

“Your majesty.”

He stared at her in disbelief.

“Don’t do this Kassidy.”

“It’s your majesty. And you will address me as such!” She hissed at him before jerking her wrist away and going inside to her chambers.

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And for my second preview we have chapter 20 (I know! I know! How did I get so far? But! Stay with me! I promise you! We're getting to good part!) of my Wolf Bride Series Beloved! And today my MC Naia is giving Trent (an OC) a piece of her mind. See below:

“Good morning.”

“Morning sleepyhead. .”

He turned around with his shirt open.

“I didn’t think you were awake.”

“I haven't been awake long.”

He walked over to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. He could tell that something was off.

“You might wanna get dressed. Unless you want to go back to your parents naked.”

Naia got dressed before joining him in his living room.

“Have you been awake long?”

“I woke up when your phone went off earlier.”

She watched him as he stiffened.

“Why didn't you say anything?”

“I didn't want to disturb you and your conversation.”

“How much of it did you hear?”

“Enough to know that you are using me to get to Roman. Or at least you want to.”

Trent sighed heavily.

“I'm sorry that it's come to this but I don't have a choice Naia.”

She wanted to slap him.

“That's where you’re wrong. You always have a choice.”

“Not when it comes to Scrappy-Doo and company.”

Naia scoffed and shook her head.

“So what was last night?”

Trent shrugged.

“Besides a whole lot of fun? It was sex Naia. Nothing more, nothing less.”

Naia looked at him like he had lost all sense.

“Woooow…so that's all I am to you? Some cheap fuck?”

He exhaled slowly.

“Look, I like you. I do. And I don't want to hurt you. And I'm sorry if you feel a certain type of way, but none of that matters. I still have a job to do Naia. I still have a town and people to protect.”

Naia crossed her arms.

“And you have the nerve to call him a monster.”

“HE IS a monster! They all are! And they have to be stopped!”

“By killing them?!”

“No! By capturing them.”

“What do you mean by capturing them?!”

“I don't want or wish to kill them. I want to help them.”

“Help them how?”

“By curing them.”

“Curing them? They don't need to be cured! There's nothing wrong with them!”

“Naia they attacked last night. Injured 100’s of people.”

“They weren’t themselves.”

Trent chuckled darkly.

“God…he’s got you wrapped.”

He could feel Naia staring at him.

“Are you dressed?”

“Mostly. Why?”

“Because before I take you back to your parents, I want you to come to town with me. That way you'll see for yourself.”

“See what?”

“The damage that they caused.”

“You expect me to trust you?”

“You trusted me last night didn't you?”

Naia opened her mouth to retort but closed it instead.

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The worst case of deja vu...

Wiping her eyes to peer for another look, there were in fact several of the Zeta Psi Frat guys gawking.

Word Count: 2,400

Rating: Explicit

Trigger Warnings: Promiscuity, alcohol consumption (by minor)

A/N: @thefrenchiemama​ ... as promised, I hope to have explained if Sam ever looked for Dahlia or if he ever came back after he left her at Zeta Psi.

I have been off my usual writing regimen of Stella Rosa and mood music... I hope it’s still a spicy read, and I will gladly answer any questions you have about this post... but can’t give too much away, lol.

Thank you so much for binge reading my series. I love you for it! Enjoy!

So, let’s just do a little recap of how this whole entire nightmare started for Samuel Dalton. “Mr. Perfect Size” had the reputation of being the one to get next to if you wanted a sexual experience that you would remember beyond the grave.

~~~~~The Rewind~~~~~

The rumor mill around Princeton was that Sam had no limits; that he was miraculous at inducing that desired state of euphoria of his own design, but he was a also man that would be open to almost any request, once you had the pleasure of being the object of desire for the night.

Now “Mr. Perfect Size” as he had become labeled by many of the females who dared speak of their union with the young Dalton heir. It was never his intention to have this image, but the fact that it pissed his father off to no end made this an easy path to continue.

Many of his relations were with the daughters of clients or potential clients, board members, or employees of Dalton Enterprises. Their parents would have to console their brokenhearted daughters, which was no easy task, especially when they had the huge misconception that they would be “the one” to finally catch his attention.

Mason Dalton had all but given up on forcing Sam to comply to his demand to change his behavior, growing ever tired of having to calm the tempers of the business associates he’d worked for years to build the proper rapport with.

Vivian, Sam’s mother, always told her husband that he was overreacting to it all. She felt that it was the responsibility of the girls involved as much as it was their son’s. She also impressed upon the fact that he would one day bear the burden of Dalton Enterprises, having to make many unwanted sacrifices in his personal life as they had. Her request to her husband... to leave Sam to his vices until a time closer to having to assume responsibility of the legacy they were building for him and his brother, Robin Flores. Mason would comply for now, but fully expected to see Sam correct his inappropriate course long before his time to lead Dalton Enterprises.

~~~~~ Zeta Psi ~~~~~

Dahlia led a drunken Sam away from the party to prove the rumor mill’s truth. She downs the last of her liquid courage as he finishes off his last drink of the night, already have had way more than his share. 

She throws all caution to the wind, kissing him with such fervor that his core filled with excitement, his hands roamed pleasurably along her frame, teasing her navel with his thumb, igniting the nerve endings of her abdomen as he grazed his fingers along her silken skin, causing her to shiver at his touch.

Once away from prying eyes, not that it really mattered, because all ears bore witness, Unknown to Dahlia, this was a regular thing in the Zeta Psi House. And the boys were always teasing each other or collecting on bets the next morning.

He took her into his arms, carrying her over to the bed, sitting her down gently as he wedged himself slowly between her legs. His hands find their way under her tube top, teasing her breast, feeling her nipples rise as the pads of his thumbs circled against them. Lowering himself, he eased her top up to suckle her peaks before sucking along her breasts, then down her center, gently biting at her crotch through her Tommy jeans before running his hand along her center and thighs... leaning back up to kiss her once again.

He quickly removed his shirt, as she tugged at his jeans, gripping his length in her excitement to see if any part of the rumors rang true before undressing. She would truly become tempered if she had chosen wrong... but the things she’d heard... and from his firmness right now ... she just needed him naked... NOW...

Seeing her anxiety, he took control, and soon... his beautifully toned body was flexing under her touch. Her kisses along his six pack as she stroked him caused a quiver of arousal throughout his body. Her small hands gripping his sides, she guides his masculine frame to her mouth’s touch, flicking her tongue against his navel, then lowering to his massive girth.

Looking up into his eyes as her eyebrows arc in excitement, she licks the head... teasing circles around it before closing her lips over it with a slow suckle, before downing the entire shaft as her mouth watered at his pulsing entry ... She knew he was enjoying her, not even having the best part yet...

The desire in his eyes boring straight through her clothing, her nipples hardening as he pulls her hair into a tight grip, gliding in and out of her mouth sensually... his low husky voice saying, “I’m gonna fuck you slow, just like this... I’ll make you cum so hard, you’ll catch a cramp.”

Not wanting to give in to this vixen too early, he pulls her head away almost roughly, bending to thrust his tongue deep within her mouth, sending a fire through her causing her to squirm with need.

His hands being mastered, he has already removed her tube top, as he guides her backwards, ripping her Tommy jeans off, easily taking her laced panties along with them, before climbing over her to take her sex as if she would disappear without his touch.

After successfully causing her hyperventilation from his tongue play all about her body, finding her center, after lifting her legs over his shoulders, thoroughly tasting the delicacy now pooling for his fulfillment.

Sensing an unusual innocence about her, Sam decides against his customary roughness in his inebriated state. Cradling her frame, he rolls her into a straddle, gently thrusting upwards into her center as she gasps, but remains focused on his pupils... wanting to see every flicker of excitement rushing through him as he takes her tenderly. Her moans and crying out of his name  echo throughout, telling of the night’s pleasures, Sam reciprocates her love sounds in his own grunts and groans, both loudest in their continued release.

True to his reputation, the positions he takes her body through in the course of the night gives her such a euphoric thrill, she falls asleep in exhaustion, cradled in his secure embrace.

Remember this moment...

Unable to process the  escalation of  pleasure, she cries out, clawing into his shoulders  unknowingly… until she reaches full climax and release… just before  passing out.

He eases up to kiss her, as she lies asleep in exhaustion. He silently dresses as he decides to get breakfast for them both. She looks like the caramel macchiato type… I’ll get Starbucks, too… and fruit or danish or both.

He  finds himself unexpectedly excited to do this for her… his newfound  treasure… She’s different from what he’s used to… He  uncharacteristically wants to get to know her more… to experience her  more…

He takes one final glance at her before gently pulling the door closed.

Now that we’re caught up... This is what happened next...

~~~~~ The Morning Mistake ~~~~~

Before leaving for breakfast, Sam went to a friend that he knew to let him know that he still had company upstairs, and that he would be back soon should she happen to come downstairs asking for him. He asked that he ask her not to leave, that he’d like to spend the day with her.

Once he agreed, Sam quickly exited in hopes to return before she woke.

That brings us back to this moment...

Wiping her eyes to peer for another look, there were in fact several of the Zeta Psi Frat guys gawking. A few were even licking their lips, and making snide remarks and gestures.

She  couldn’t believe her eyes… Did he send them to have their turn with her?  How could he think that little of her? Or that she was that type of  girl?

She scrambles to dress... only managing to cover her private parts with her clothing, brushing past the guys as quickly as she could… all the while in  total horror and disgust… Tears began flowing uncontrollably over how silly she had been to  think otherwise of Sam… He’d had the label “Dirty Dalton”, but she didn’t take it to be true… UNTIL NOW !!! …

Jay saw Dahlia running through Zeta Psi’s house and tried to catch up to her. She had already made it out and to her car. He could see her frantically dressing as the tears burned down her cheeks. For a brief moment, she just beat the steering wheel furiously, then she managed to start her car and drive off, nearly hitting the sleek black Audi pulling into the parking lot.

~~~~~ Sam’s outcome~~~~

As Sam got out of his car, looking towards the BMW speeding off, he noticed Jay walking towards him. “Was that some female disappointed with your performance, Jay? Typical, haha…”

Jay decided in that moment that he was fed up with Sam’s constant taunting over one bad experience… one of which a mean rumor spread about Jay’s sexual ability, or lack thereof. He never got the chance to have his ex-girlfriend correct the lies she’d spread because he had found interest in someone else, and tried to end things with her on good terms.

“Nah, Sam… Actually, that was your little hottie from last night. She said to tell you that she’d enjoyed it, but with your reputation, she didn’t want to take it further than last night… Guess your morning didn’t go so well… since you were sober, huh?” Jay waits for Sam’s expression to change from peaceful to disappointed.

“Damn, I could’ve shown her that I am not what people make of me. Did she ever say her name to any of you? I have to try to find her. She’s… different, Jay… I don’t know… guess I should have handled that part when we woke up, but honestly man… I don’ t even know how we ended up… well… let’s just say that I wanted to make sure she wasn’t a hallucination… And that my friend, she was definitely not…”

Jay fumes on the inside, but keeps his composure. “That good, huh? So, what’s after this? … She got you going out on a Starbucks run already… damn… I didn’t think anyone would have “Mr. Perfect” behaving like this…” This quip isn’t seen as an insult like Jay intended either, and doesn’t break Sam’s focus.

“Say, you don’t know her Jay… or anyone who might?,” Sam asks intently. “Nah, dude… You should know the females you lay with… you might catch something you don’t want one day, bruh… She could be a crazy stalker, or a gold digger…”

Sam looks at Jay quizzically, but then ignores the comment. “Guess there’s no point going back inside then. Let me know if anyone knows her name… I mean ask around for me… Holla at you later. Gonna go visit my mom.”

Jay can’t help his curiosity. Sam truly seemed bothered by her leaving… granted he has no idea of what happened before she left. “Sam… wait, why’d you leave her in the first place? You seem interested…”

Sam drops his head and sighs, “Dumb decision to surprise her with breakfast and coffee… Guess I should have just asked her along, but -…”

“But what, man? You had doubts about her?.” Jay interrupts. 

“No, nothing like that… As odd as it sounds, it felt different waking up next to her… it made me want to... I don’t know… just give her something considerate as a peace offering before finding out who she was, and well, to be honest, to find out if I lured her into the room.”

Jay arches an eyebrow at the suggestion. “She isn’t my usual type, you know… the ones begging to be in your arms. I just don’t see that I was the reason we were there… but, I did have way more than I should have to drink…,” Sam continued. 

“The only thing I remembered was how she felt… not her face, not anything else… and … I just couldn't get over how peaceful and content she looked… It made me feel like…,” Sam sighs deeply, “Like she was meant to be mine… I just wish I could say that I would have approached her sober… I’m just unsure of myself these days… Anyway, I have to go… Put the word out for me?”

Jay nods, “Sure thing, Sam.” As he leaves, Sam sees another Zeta Psi member waving him down. He explains what happens to Sam to his disbelief... Now realizing that things were much worse than he could imagine.

Sam asked him to call around to see if anyone knew her name, and to help protect her reputation. He of all people knew what the rumor mill could do to a person. So did Jay... so why did he lie to his best friend to his face...

Calls were placed, but to no luck. They would just have to see is they would come across her again on campus, or if she would be brave enough to attend another party that they held.

To Sam’s regret, no one had ever bothered to find out who she was prior to this particular incident. They would do everything they could to identify her for him. This jeopardized the Frat House and Sam...

(Upcoming fics will complete this look at the worst case of deja vu... she only had to have a repeat of this type of incident happen to upset her Princeton world even more.... stay tuned. Thanks for reading!)

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