Jumo’s POV
Three days had passed since the Elder Council heating, and Evanth still hadn’t left his room. I couldn’t help but think his self imposed Inslation stemmed from shame and fear. Realizing how close he’d come to losing his life seemed to have shocked him into a new awareness. I wondered what his relationsdip with Quentor would be like now–if there even was one anymore.
One thing was clear though: the Elder Council was working against the Levenston family. I needed to investigate this from scratch, to find the mastermind and their motives.
I made my way to Augustin’s office, finding him deep in thought, staring at documents spread across his desk. The knowledge that someone was actively working against him had him on edge. What had started as speculation was now painfully obvious. Whoever had threatened Theron was either the mastermind or part of a larger group.
Looking at him, I realized how much he needed a break. I had to clear my throat to get his attention.
He looked up, his tired eyes lighting up at the sight of me. “Babe,” he said with a smile.
‘Hey yourself,” I replied, leaning against the doorframe. “Let’s go riding. Back to the cliff where we can see the mountains.”
He smiled, but his eyes remained exhausted. “Maybe tomorrow. You shouldn’t be riding in your condition. We could take the ATV instead. Perhaps pack a picnic.
I smirked. “But I’m allowed to ride you.”
Fenris flashed in his eyes for a brief second, and I felt a surge of satisfaction.
“I want to go now,” I insisted. “You need to rest if you’re going to think clearly. Everyone’s going crazy. Bryloch and Adryx look as exhausted as you do. Evanth has locked himself in his room, and even your mother seems confused.” I stepped closer. “We all need a break. I want to relax with you on that cliff.
Now.”
He closed the files on his desk and placed them in a silver safe. It still surprised me how the wolves of Clifflands were so used to silver. They trained with it and used it to store important items. The silver was enclosed in iron cabinets to prevent it from weakening anyone in the room.
I led him back to our bedroom to change clothes.
“What else did you want to tell me besides going to the cliff?” Augustin asked as he closed the door behind us.
“I was thinking we should send official investigators to search Helena’s house,” I said. “With Scarlett, Freya, and me leading the team.”
“And why would we need you three specifically?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Because what I’m looking for might be overlooked by whoever you send.” I turned to face him. “Plus, we’re bored sitting around doing nothing.”
Augustin remained silent for a moment before sitting on the bed and starting to unbutton his shirt. His exposed chest made it difficult to concentrate. I worried we might not make it to the cliff after all.
“What exactly are you looking for?” he asked.
“Diaries, notes, emails, items–anything that tells a story,” I explained, trying not to stare as he removed his shirt completely, revealing his sculpted muscles.
I couldn’t focus. All I wanted was to run my fingers over his chest, feel those muscles under my touch. He was mine completely, and I wanted him.
“Augustin, I breathed, mesmerized by his body! “You have such a sexy body.”
He laughed, and I found myself laughing too. His mood lightened, the tension draining from his shoulders.
“All the better to capture my Luna with,” he replied, and we both dissolved into laughter again.
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Chapter 143
I couldn’t control my hormones anymore. Helena cant wait,” I said. “And the cliff can wait for another day I thinbod vera itu laf unbling him ed began unbuttoning my own shirt. Im willing to be your prey. Devour me
Augustin pulled me toward him, his heated gare making my skin flush with anticipation. His touch wis gentle as he careseed my budgets, Ungers teasing circles around my nipples before his mouth claimed one while his hand worked the other. His tongue circled and irked, teasing the seraitive bid at t arched into him. Aty nipples hardened instantly, sending sparks of pleasure straight to my care
‘More, I gasped, my thighs clenching as I grew wetter with need. The scent of my arousal filled the air between us. Tim hungry for you Starving.
“I’ll eat until you beg me to stop,” he growled, that made my inner walls clench. He flipped me onto my back with effortless strength, pinning my wrists above my head with one hand
His kisses blazed a trail down my neck, teeth grazing my skin. When he reached the junction between my neck and shoulder he encked hard, making me back beneath him. Then he bit my earlobe before sucking it into his hot mouth and breathing directly into my ear. Goosebumps erupted across my entire body, my pussy tightening painfully as I clenched involuntarily around nothing.
“Oh, Augustin, please,” I begged, my body desperate for his touch, his tongue, his cock. My core throbbed and ached for release, I could feel my wetness off my inner thighs. “Touch me there.”
His silver–flecked eyes locked with mine as he released my wrists, trailing his fingers down my arms, leaving a path of tingling skin. “Patience, Berry
He worshipped my body with his mouth, moving downward with agonizing slowness. His lips and tongue worked in concert, sucking and licking his way across my stomach, hips, and thighs. Every touch left a trail of ecstasy, anticipation, need, desire, and hunger.
I dug my nails into the sheets, my hips lifting involuntarily, seeking contact. “Augustin, I moaned his name like a prayer, threading my fingers through his hair, trying to guide him where I needed him most.
When he finally settled between my thighs, he kissed around my center, his hot breath teasing my sensitive flesh. His tongue darted out to taste my inner thighs, licking at the wetness there, but he deliberately avoided my clit, teasing me until I was nearly sobbing with need.
I groaned with frustration and impatience, my head thrashing from side to side on the pillow. “I need it now.”
I tried to press my thighs together to ease the ache, but his broad shoulders kept them spread wide, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze.
“Tell me what you want, Berry,” he growled, his voice thick with desire as he held my hips down, preventing me from grinding against his face. His thumbs spread me open, exposing my most sensitive parts to the cool air. “Say it.”
“I want you to eat me until I can’t take it anymore,” I moaned, writhing beneath him, not shy about what I wanted. The flush on my skin spread down my chest as I continued, “Then fuck me until I come all over you. I need you now. Show me what a skilled hunter you are. Make me burn for you.”
His eyes darkened, pupils dilating until only a sliver of gray remained. He growled and dove in, his tongue finding my clit with unerring accuracy.
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