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ʟɪʟɪᴛʜ ɢʀɪᴍᴇ'ꜱ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴠɪᴇᴡ
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Eloise's leg was thrown over me as she explored my mouth with her tongue. Her breath hitched, a soft, surprised sound as she found the sweet spot of my tongue, her suction drawing a low whimper from me.
Our lips separated, a loud smacking noise echoing through the air. "Eloise" I breathed, my voice a husky whisper. Her soft lips moved lower, closing around my tender nipple. A quiet, "Shit" slipped past my lips as I arched into her touch.
The silk sheets beneath me felt like water against my skin as I squirmed, my fingers instinctively finding my own clitoris. I bit my lip, my eyes fixated on her as she moved between my breasts, a delicious torment. And then I smelled it, the intoxicating scent of her arousal.
She moved lower, her fingers ghosting over my thighs, a featherlight touch that sent shivers down my spine. A gasp escaped my lips as her lips found the curve of my leg, her tongue teasing the sensitive skin. My breath hitched, a sound I never thought I'd make, because usually I was the dominant one, always in control.
My back arched involuntarily as her tongue found the sweet spot between my legs, a primal response I couldn't control. My fingers tangled in her hair, pulling gently, a silent plea for more. "Look at me, please" she whispered, her voice a silken thread against the rising crescendo of my desire.
I struggled to obey, propping myself up on my elbows, my gaze dropping to the sight of her lips engulfing my core. A moan escaped me, raw and untamed, "You're doing so good baby" I rasped, my usually husky voice taking on a higher, more frantic pitch. My legs began to tremble, a testament to the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through me. Her rhythmic sucking and licking was a melody of pure ecstasy, driving me to the edge of oblivion.
"Baby...I- I'm going to cum" I cried, the words breathless and urgent. A wave of warmth flooded my lower body, a release so intense it stole my breath. My eyes rolled back, my body convulsing as I succumbed to the exquisite agony. Then I watched, panting and dazed, as she cleaned me with a slow, meticulous tenderness, the liquid dripping from her tongue like a glistening jewel.
She crawled back up to me, a triumphant grin on her face. "Was I good?" she asked, her voice laced with a hint of playful mischief.
I laughed, a single, shaky sound. "I don't know, let's ask the soaked sheets" I replied, a smirk playing on my lips.
A blush bloomed on her cheeks, a delicate rose against her porcelain skin. She leaned down and kissed me, a tender gesture that promised more. Then, in a flurry of movement she snatched up her gown, fumbling with it as she clumsily got out of bed. "I'm going to be late" she said, a touch of panic in her voice.
"Late for what?" I questioned, my voice laced with confusion as I watched her frantic movements.
"Your sister. She wants to spend time with me, remember?" she replied, her voice strained.
A groan rushed past my lips as I fell back onto the pillows. "Why must Hazel be so...her?" I grumbled, a wave of frustration washing over me.
Eloise scrunched up her nose. "Must you be so rude?" she said, a gentle reprimand.
"My little raven" I cooed, sitting up with a frown. "Are you sure you don't need me to come with you?" I asked, my voice softer now, laced with a hint of worry.
"I'll have you know that I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself" she assured me, her eyes meeting mine with a sincerity that eased my troubled mind.
I nodded, letting out a long breath. She leaned down and kissed me once more, a lingering caress that promised her return. "I love you, Lily" she whispered
"I love you too, El" I murmured, kissing her one last time before watching her leave.
With practiced speed, I slipped into my darkest gown, the rich laced fabric a stark contrast to my skin. Then I paced around the room, trying to ease my nerves.
My twin brother materialized in front of me, with that usual irritating smirk smeared across his face.
"Leo! Have you ever considered the concept of knocking?" I hissed, glaring at him.
He merely rolled his piercing blue eyes and turned away from me as he began to hum a maddeningly cheerful tune. "I know something you don't know" he sang, his voice a melodic baritone that sent shivers of irritation down my spine.
I knew the moment I heard that infuriating lilt that he was about to unleash a vision onto me. "Spit it out, Leo" I demanded, my voice dangerously low. "Before I compel you to rest for another five years"
"I've had a vision of..." He paused, lowering his head as a low chuckle rumbled in his chest."A vision has shown me that your precious little human has been imprinted on" he finished, looking over his shoulder to see me.
The words were like poison, piercing my carefully constructed calm. Imprinted. As in, claimed by another. Rage, pure and blinding, erupted within me. I clenched my fists, long, sharp nails digging into the soft skin of my palms, drawing crimson rivulets that mirrored the torrent of emotions surging through me.
"By whom?" I choked out, the word barely audible despite the crescendo of fury building within me.
"A werewolf" he stated, his tone eerily calm. "Kate"
The name was a poisoned blade, twisting in the wound of my heart. Kate fleming, the one who had always seemed to delight in my discomfort, my misery.
"Kate?" I breathed, the breath a hiss as the sharp points of my fangs pierced my lower lip. I could feel my skin prickling, the heat of my anger rising with every passing second. Tears of unexplainable vexation blurred my vision, "Where is my mate?" I demanded.
Leo's lips curved into a smirk, his eyes filled with an unnerving calm. "You already know where she is"
A frustrated scream escaped my lips, a sound raw and untamed, a sound that echoed the turmoil within my soul. "I'm going to...t-to" I couldn't even form a proper sentence. All I could think about was the satisfaction of killing Kate slowly. A quick death is far too merciful.
With a swift, silent movement, I sank into the shadows, a dark, lithe figure dissolving into the darkness, intent on finding my mate and confronting the beast who dared to claim her.
