He positioned his mouth on her neck as he initiated movement, asserting complete dominance and guiding her through one o****m and into a subsequent one. He relished the sensation of her constricting v****a pulsating around him and the sound of her calling his name. He slid his hands down her body, grasped her thighs, and elevated them. “More, Ella, I desire more,” he urged in a deep, fervent growl, unwilling to cease.
“Yes,” she exclaimed, eagerly synchronising with his thrusts.
The goddess was fully embracing him, relishing the experience. She elevated her legs over his shoulders, allowing him to penetrate deeper and with greater intensity. He maintained his position above her, observing her as he thrust with increasing speed and force. “Damn,” he growled at her, captivated by her allure. The sounds of her gasps and moans of ecstasy motivated him to intensify his efforts to satisfy her. Noticing her hand clutching the sheets beside her head, he succumbed to primal instinct, thrusting vigorously in and out of her.
Seizing his long-desired fulfilment, he revelled in her heightened arousal, enveloped by her cries of ecstasy as another o****m surged through her body. He withdrew from her, flipped her over, and positioned her on all fours, re-entering her with increased intensity and speed. His hands intertwined with hers as he approached his climax, her body responding in kind, thrusting back against him while calling out his name as she reached her peak once again. He penetrated deeply, releasing himself within her as she enveloped him, every last drop extracted by her constricting muscles in waves of profound ecstasy.
Applied her entire weight onto the mattress, positioning herself atop her. “Curse Ella,” he lamented.
“Goddess Joe,” she exclaimed breathlessly, “You are remarkable.” Mason smiled and playfully bit her shoulder. “You are exceptionally remarkable.”
He would likely desire to engage in this activity daily and may need to repeat it shortly.
He growled deeply and huskily into her neck, realising he was undoubtedly going to possess her once more, as he heard her chuckle somewhat breathlessly, “Already?””
“Mm.” He recognised that he ought to allow her to rest; however, neither of them would achieve any sleep for the remainder of the night. “My needs are profound, Ella.” He sighed, wishing she would desire to engage again, not wanting to pressure her; he recognised he was demanding and had not been gentle with her, and likely would not be on a subsequent occasion either.
“Good,” she chuckled, then squirmed beneath him, prompting him to withdraw, which was contrary to his desire, as he had been exceedingly comfortable within her. She turned over and gazed directly at him. “I desire all of you, Joe; I am sincere in that.” She glided her hand up his arm, across his shoulder, and around his neck, drawing his mouth down to hers.
He positioned himself between her thighs, felt her legs encircle him, and emitted a soft growl into her mouth. He grasped her toned posterior, withdrew his mouth from hers, and gazed directly into her blue eyes, perceiving the desire within them. “I can become quite needy, even aggressive, Ella.” Please instruct me to cease if I become overwhelming for you.
I am capable of managing you. It is all I have ever desired, Joe. “Only you,” she murmured as her body began to move against his.
“Cole is going to kill me,” he scoffed. “Because you belong to me now.” His lips met hers; he would never release her again. She was perpetually in his bed, withdrawing her mouth from his and gazing down at him with a grin on his face.
“Multiples, my dear, that is what I desire to bestow upon you,” he declared, as his lips descended her form, leaving fervent kisses and dark love bites upon her exquisite breasts. He continued his journey down her body, ultimately discovering her eager, moist intimacy, where he immersed his face between her thighs, savouring every inch of her. She became a quivering, breathless figure before him, pleading for him, yearning for him to fulfil her entirely.
He gazed directly at her as he penetrated her deeply; she accepted him entirely, her body arching to meet his thrusts, and her cry of ecstasy resonated like music to his ears. He would perpetually desire her and never grow weary of hearing her cries of pleasure.
Daisy’s Perspective
Daisy awoke to discover Luna Elizabeth seated beside her bed, a hand resting on her shoulder. She surveyed the surroundings, aware that Caelan and Mason had been present when she had succumbed to slumber. He had informed her that she would probably awaken to his mother, as he was no longer present.
“Good morning, darling.”
“Good morning,” Daisy replied as she sat up in bed.
“What is your current emotional state?””
Daisy confessed, “I genuinely do not know.”
She had much to comprehend; it was Rose who had perpetrated that atrocious act against her and Caelan. Her anger was not solely for herself but also for Caelan; it surged within her, intense and overwhelming, culminating in a violent outburst as she snapped the woman’s neck. Murdered her in the presence of her companion. At the time, she had shown no concern for her actions; does she care now? The response was negative. She had orchestrated the entire affair, observed from a distance, claimed to have derived pleasure from watching, and was a reprehensible individual. Mason or Caelan would have murdered her for it, likely along with his mother and father.
Rose had stabbed her directly through the chest with a silver dagger, driven by a delusional conviction that Daisy intended to murder John. Improbable occurrence. Although they are no longer biologically related, she retains all her memories of him as her father. Even after his actions, she still did not wish for his demise. However, it was probable that it would occur.
Subsequently, she had passed away, relinquished, to join Amelia eternally, under the watchful gaze of the moon goddess, until such time as she deemed it appropriate for their rebirth, or so she speculated. Only to encounter Selena herself, discovering that Mason was without a mate due to her existence. Extremely harsh.
She awoke to discover that not only was Caelan her Mate, but also Alpha Kaiden, leaving her perplexed. Subsequently, Alpha Kaiden attempted to mark her without her consent. It was indeed overwhelming for a single individual to comprehend, and it all transpired within a mere few hours.
Upon reflection, her most urgent necessity was MASON; she needed to rectify the situation, determine the appropriate choice, and ultimately make the correct decision to liberate him from her, thereby providing him with a Mate. It was evident to her that Ella was the selection she would ultimately make for him. She now needed to ascertain the nature of the question. Only one individual could experience happiness. One of what?
It was excessively ambiguous, resembling a riddle, she conjectured; this was quite challenging. She had received a warning and accepted it nonetheless. To spare Mason from a life of solitude.
Daisy averted her gaze from Luna, stating, “I am quite perplexed, and there is an overwhelming amount occurring.” She shook her head.
I presume so. However, dear, why do you appear so profoundly melancholic? A companion is a valuable asset.
Daisy averted her gaze; it was not the presence of two Mates that pained her, but rather Mason!The burden of her fate weighed heavily upon her.
“Daisy, please disclose the information.” It is preferable to express emotions rather than suppress them.
She acknowledged that Luna was correct, stating softly, “I died.”
