Recent content by Nadya

There before the fire, Nadya and Cullen found solace in their mutal affections. The first time they had been frenzied, spurred on by the storm rolling through, and eager to get to it. This time, on the rug and warmed by fire, they took it slowly. No one had made to interrupt, and gods knew how...

Nadya knew the moment Cullen would talk to her parents, they would weep. Not out of shame, but of love. How many times she had spoken to them at length about how loved he was, that they would put aside the shame and infamy of House Morvane, remember their dear friends through the son they left...

Her heart soared beyond the confines of her chest; it learned how to break past the bones and swell as if her love were a song for him. It hurt to love him, to be so utterly in love with him that he could do this to her. That was when she knew he was the only one for her. This was her last love...

"I love you, Cullen Morvane." She would say it a thousand times again if it meant he could look at her like that every time. He stole the breath from her, made her feel intoxicated on drinking him in. His hands were always a welcomed touch to her, and she bit her bottom lip as she toyed with...

"Alright." Nadya was unfazed by his rejection of taking his name. She began to place kisses along his jaw, of kissing the rough skin where his stubble had begun to prick at her lips. "As long as I get you in the end. Marriage vows exchanged so that I am yours and you are mine before the gods."...

Nadya moved her hands to the top of the armchair, using it to help hoist herself to swing one leg to sit on the other side of his lap. She stared down at him, frowning, and dragged her hands down until they draped over his shoulders and rested on his chest. The Wing Leader stared at him a moment...

"How can she advocate for fairness when it would be her decision?" She could not help the exasperated quip. "Sorry...." She exhaled heavily, staying there in his arms with the comfortable silence. "I only mean to say that this trial is the start of change. It may work or it might not, but I want...

On his lap, Nadya fell into his awaiting comfort. She exhaled, and with her next breaths she smelled him. He was a mixture of deepest woods and forests, sweetened with a lingering honey that came from the soaps her younger sisters made. Cullen was her needed comfort. "I am now... for the...

Reporting back with the General was every bit tedious to deal with, that Nadya dismissed Cullen to take Stasya home. She had said it pointedly, aimedd to her sister, and not to further assist Faye on the boy's healing. She knew from listening half asleep last night that her sister was soft on...

Her eyes delighted with a wickedness hearing him vow to make her forgot about anyone else. It was what she wanted, for all this time to have him, and she would gladly let him mold her to him. Usually anyone that was possessive would initiate her to fight back, to be the one in control and...

Nadya raised a brow at him. Watched him staft to leave, but that pull for him and only him had her opening her mouth to keep him there. "She's not me." None of her sisters had to sacrifice anything, got to live a life of prospects because Nadya fought for the importance of the dying minor House...

As much as she wanted to roll her eyes at the jealousy in his tone, Nadya quite liked the expression her wore. Perhaps she was still feeling the pleasurable high of him putting his tongue to use, but she seemed to stare at him too long before Stasya cleared her throat. Loudly. "Please, Stas...

Gods no, she didn't want him to stop. She had waited too long for this, and even put off their well needed reunion because of duty to the Thunder. Fuck, they could not even do as much as this before they flew out for this hunt. "Don't stop." She breathed. The mark branded over his brow held...

It had been too long since she took someone to bed, forest floor, or even a dark corner. She had no appetite for it when she traveled to Ravaryn, to search for more Storm Dragons. Losing Cullen had made her hollow, and nothing could replace the shaped hole he left in her. Until she returned...

Nadya groaned, but did nothing to give Cullen a sign to stop. Instead, her fingers smoothed into his hair, gripping the dark locks gently as she felt his lips cover every glimpse of her flesh. "Fucking hells, Cull." Her eyes fluttered, involuntarily, but how could she resist the man she had...