Sequel to Five Star 🌟 but can read as a stand alone.
Starla is in trouble. Serious trouble.
Miracle and her mates call a mandatory meeting from all the surrounding royal realms asking for help for Starla from her unknown obsessed stalker.
Can he...
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I lean against Demirs door.
Sliding down to the floor with my back firmly planted on it, I hear both of them.
When she told him if he makes her cum she would allow him to mark her I nearly ran through the damn door.
Both of the people whom I find myself very sexually attracted to are alone in the bed together coupling very happily I might add and sadly without me.
How did it come to this?
I was actually fine, or so I thought, with Puella or whomever I desired to be with at the time. Now, it feels like my very soul has been split in two.
I lied to Navin when I told him how I felt about Starla. I don't think I'm falling for her, I absolutely know now that I am falling for her and falling hard.
When I mentioned that I'm not in love with her yet it was a complete and utter fucked up lie. More to myself than to him. I've been lying to myself all along.
It changed the day we meet her fucking exes. When the jealousy hit me seeing them wanting to be with her so damn badly I knew then that I no longer just cared for her. I knew then that I actually fell in love with her and it frightened the hell out of me. Which is totally absurd, I know.
But with the devastating pain of losing Abiit, still fresh in my mind, I couldn't handle my own damn changing feelings that were occurring in me for her.
I swore I would never love another but I here I sit on the hallway floor totally in love with another woman and I feel damn guilty about it.
Guilty that I may be somehow disrespecting Abiits memory. I realize that I have to eventually let it all go but fuck it's hard. How can you still love a memory and be love with someone else?
It's damn frustrating!
"Fuck Demir!" I hear her moan, sliding my hands down my face, she's fucking driving me mad.
I so want to be in there with them both.
The urge to break down Demirs fucking bedroom door is coursing through me. I bite my cheek to keep from doing just that.
Fuck!
Why am I putting myself through this torture? But for some damn reason I just can't fucking leave.
"My fucking Queen!" Demir grounds out. My dick is so fucking hard from hearing them both having so much pleasure with each other that's it's starting to get so fucking painful.
I can't do this! It's too fucking provoking to hear them both. I can smell both of their intoxicating arousals wafting out from the room it's impossible to ignore.
Standing up quickly, I start to pace the fucking hall, threading my fingers through my hair in aggravation.
"What are you doing?" Navin whispers lowly to me, I halt, stopping my frantic pacing staring at him completely distraught.
