The Hawthrone Heir(UNEDITED)

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BREAKFAST IN BED

Destiny

Waking up to something wet, I immediately know what, or better yet, who it is. "Morning boy," I croaked out, as Demon barks happily.

I don't feel like getting up, but just my luck; my brothers come barging into the room. All of them were screaming ‘Good morning.’ It's just too early for this much energy.

"Aren't you supposed to lead by example? You do know you're older than these three." I lightly scold Damion pointing to the three little pricks who are currently cuddling the hell out of me.

"Psssh. You're the eldest now, so I get a free pass," Damion retorted. "Besides, Tyler sent us up. The dude has been here since early morning," the sneaky bastard says. Wait. Did he say, early morning?

Peeking at the clock, it's eight o'clock in the morning. Hmm... I slept well then. Chasing my nosey brothers out, I head towards the bathroom to do my morning routine. Turning on the faucet, splashing my face with warm water then looked at myself in the mirror.

I feel no guilt for killing Bridgette, even though we shared blood. Nor am I really worried about the council. If anything, it feels satisfying to finally give my grandmother's wondering spiritual energy the justice she deserved.

It's a shame, even so, Bridgette would've never accepted me as her flesh and blood. Next on my list is her best friend, Leona, but all in due time. I'm coming for you bitch. With that thought, I brush my teeth with plans in mind to get back under the heavenly sheets to take a short nap.

"Hey, baby. You need to wake up." I'm being woken up again. But this time, by soft kisses. Yum, Tyler. Fluttering my eyes open I smile at the frowning adonis sitting at the edge of my bed.

"Well, finally," Tyler murmured. "Took your sweet time," he grumbled, pouting like a child.

Awe, my boyfriend's so adorable when he pouts. I thought, getting up, kissing him gently until he took over. Hmm. I'm grateful that I was able to brush my teeth earlier as our tongues massaged each other slowly.

"Shit," Tyler groans when I move my assault from his sweet lips to his sexy neck, traveling further down until he pulls me up.

Ugh. Why does he always block what I want so desperately?

"Before you pout at me, I brought up breakfast." Tyler started to say but doesn't get to finish now that my attention has gone elsewhere.

Quickly springing off his lap, I grab the nearby tray that's on the bedside table, without even a thank you, I begin stuffing my face with the crispy bacon, and pancakes.

"Yeah. I love you too babe," Tyler mumbled, irritatedly.

"Awe baby. I love you, but right now, I love these pancakes more." I muttered with my mouth full in amusement.

Tyler grumbles something to himself so lowly, I missed what he said but didn't prolong it as I continued eating.

Anna is a great cook, not like mom; but close enough. I thought to myself, gobbling up the egg omelet, ignoring a pouting Tyler.

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My ass is firmly seated on top of the dresser, its contents pushed aside long ago in one sweep. A half-naked Tyler is positioned between my legs and I'm panting from our hot make-out session as he kisses from my neck, down to the valley of my breasts. I swear this man does things to me as he makes me whimper with need, once his tongue starts teasing my nipple through my thin bra.

My body shivers in pleasure by the sensation blanketing me, demanding more.

"You like that," Tyler growls teasingly right before he adds a third finger inside my vagina, swallowing my moan with a kiss.

Mmmm. That's it, just a few more thrusts of his fingers should make me cum.

"Destiny sweetheart. I was thinking we could go on a little... Fuck!" Dante shouts before he can finish what he wants to say, interrupting us.

I cannot believe we didn't lock the door as Tyler growled at the interruption, while I huff in frustration. I was so close to climaxing.

"What can a girl do around here to get laid. Uuuugh," I whined, catching my breath.

Unfazed, I watch my boyfriend poke the three fingers that he was using inside of me to his mouth, licking them clean. That's so sexy.

"Mmhm sweet, just the way I like my prey," Tyler says, smirking at me and goddammit, I'm wet as ever and he knows it.

"Don't worry, beautiful," Tyler says, running his fingers through my hair. "In two weeks, you'll be mine, finally, in every way known to man," he whispered in my ear causing me to shiver in delight.

"I'll have you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner," he says between kisses. Before I can say anything else, Dante screams again.

"Destiny Hawthorne, you get your ass showered and dressed, now!" But I went in for another kiss from Tyler. "I swear if you're not down here in the next fifteen minutes...Tyler will be a dickless man," Dante sneered.

Sighing, I hopped off the dresser sauntering my way towards the shower, turning to a frustrated Tyler. "Well, you heard the man, big boy. We've got only fifteen minutes for me to take care of your very huge problem." I purred, trying to seduce him as my heart rate goes up the moment he's in front of me.

Shit, he's quick.

"You're a little tease, aren't you," Tyler stated. "Take the fucking shower before I decide to make that ass red," he grits out, slapping my ass hard.

Well then, if I wasn't turned on before I'm now. Why can't he just take me already? Tsk. I never thought about sex before Tyler, he'll be my first. And a small part of me feels both excitement and anxiousness.

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Practically skipping down the stairs, occasionally getting stares from a few of the servants, made me a little antsy. This isn't the pack house, so I just smile at them warmly, trying to cool my anxiety.

Before long I'm timidly approached by an elevated woman, determination oozing from her like air.

She's extremely beautiful as her smooth, dark-chocolate skin complimented her greying hair, that's tucked away neatly in a bun so well. The warmth of her light blue eyes that holds admiration, reminds me of the morning sun kissing the ocean.

Her steps are of pride and I can sense she's one of the good ones based on her gentle aura.

Getting down on one knee with such grace, her warm eyes are now pitch black. "Thank you, Alpha Destiny, " she says animalistically, surprising me.

She's not alone as the other servants follow her lead, saying the same thing.

Pride stirred inside my chest as I felt something moving inside of me just like the night of the father-daughter dance, but I ignored it.

"Your welcome?" My answer comes out more like a question than an answer because I'm confused and feeling guilty because they're not fully aware of what I truly am, a hybrid.

"My name is Estella Jacobs," the woman introduced herself. "I'm in charge of the alpha's family house," she added.

"My duties are to ensure that this household is kept together and for eighteen years Alpha Dante has been walking with a heavy chip on his shoulder but ever since you arrived here, this house finally feels like home," Estella says, her voice cracking a bit at the end.

"Thank you for making him complete and bringing back the light in his silver eyes." Another woman continued. She's just as beautiful, her once sandy blond hair now has grey linings among themselves as sincerity and gratitude twinkles within her deep, chestnut eyes, which makes her slightly wrinkled oval face look even more graceful.

"And... Thank you for getting rid of her." Estella says her with so much hate, I couldn't help but smile since I know who she's referring to.

"Your welcome," I replied. "Estella?" I question and she looks at me curiously.

"Yes, Alpha?" She responded, confused.

"It's okay to call me Destiny," I tell her, smiling before slightly bowing to her, showing my respect as her eyes go wide as saucers before she beams brightly at me.

Stepping into the family room, taking my seat beside Tyler, immediately becoming the center of everyone's attention.

"Edith's reaction that day is now understandable, no parent should see that," dad grumbles to himself, Anna snickering beside him.

While I feel like punching him in the face right this moment, but I can't face him without blushing. Damn him!

"Can you get to why I was interrupted," Tyler snapped, glaring at my father.

Hmmm. I wonder what Tyler's gonna do to me once he decides we're ready to have sex, not that I mind. All I care about is him making slow, sweet, love to me until it builds up to hardcore fu...

"DESTINY!" Dante shouts.

Huh...shit! I zoned out as I see annoyance clear in Dante's eyes. "Did you hear a single word I said," he inquires irritatedly and I shake my head no as he grumbles about how much of his genes I've got.

"We're going to the beach!" Dean screams, jumping up and down on the couch, making me chuckle at his excitement.

"Can we make it like a family and friends trip, please?" I asked him, puppy eyes and all. "That means Aunt Cammy too, dad," I stated sternly, knowing he would flat out say no if I ask.

Whatever happened between the two of them, they need to patch things up for all of us to move forward.

“Alright,” he grumbled, and I nod feeling smug.

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"Holy hell!" I exclaimed, completely hypnotized by the beauty of Royal Resort, Beach, and Spa as we made our way through the long passage that stretches around to the actual beach of the property.

Stepping out of the shadows, both my mouth and eyes go wide. Gazing at the ocean, the water's surface twinkles like a crystal thanks to the sun. Not only that, the handful of coconut trees scattered across the sand provides the perfect shade as the leaves dance gracefully to the music of the breeze.

I can't wait to take a swim.

While I'm gawking like a fool, everyone has finished setting up and unpacked in our allotted area and already making their way towards the changing area as I quickly follow.

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Looking at my reflection in the mirror in the changing room, I'm covered in bite marks and hickeys.

Hell yeah!

Grinning, I started touching and retracing each of them lightly as my white padded bikini top and floral two-piece bath suit—a gift from Casey; does nothing to hide any of them.

Dante’s gonna flip his shit when he sees me. The thought made me snicker out loud for no reason.

"What's so funny," Luca's voice rings in my ear, startling me.

"Shit! Luca!" I yell, almost having a damn heart attack, and this jerk dares to laugh his ass off.

“Sorry, but Dante's wondering what's taking you so long,” Luca retorts, looking me up and down while chuckling. “I see you and Tyler are getting more serious each day,” he added with a sly grin on his innocent face.

“Don't be so nosey,” I mumbled, slapping him on the shoulder. “Come on,” I added, rushing out the door.

Eventually, we joined the rest of the crew which is huge, may I add. Tyler's parents and his younger brother, Christian are here. The Jeffersons, the Parker's, the Graham's, and Alexis.

Demon is running around giddy with the younger kids. Glad to see he's having fun. Time to go swimming!

Diving headfirst into the crystal blue ocean, the waves nuzzle my body like a comforting lover to which I submerge myself into its cool embrace for a minute until I feel arms wrap around my waist.

“You look even more alluring when you're all wet and dripping,” Tyler whispered against my ear. His hot breath tempted me to turn around and kiss him.

But if we started doing that now it would lead to other sinful things that I'd prefer we do in private. “Don't worry, I'll be a good boy,” he adds, swimming to shore.

Following Tyler's lead, we sit together under the umbrella beside my dad, basking in each other's company much to his annoyance. That's until German stroll right over with Achilles in hand—which makes me squeal in delight.

Grabbing the chubby boy, he giggles when I blow him raspberries. He's such a pleasant soul sharing his father and grandfather's intense blue eyes, mixed with his mother's blonde hair that's already showing.

Looking up at me, Achilles graces me with a lopsided grin highlighting his deep dimples and toothless gums.

“Let's take a swim, Ace,” I coax bouncing him on my hip. “We're going for a swim,” I inform German.

“Remain where I can see you got it?” He scolds me as if I'm a child, then again I can't blame him for being such a concerned parent—a good father, one I never had.

Nodding, I sauntered towards the water, sitting at the shoreline. Placing Achilles between my legs, he babbles on in glee as the water keeps rising to his little chest—slightly pouting when it stops there. Chuckling I let him have some more fun, as I just stare absentmindedly at nothing in particular.

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"I'm hungry," I whine. We've been here for three hours now and I need to eat.

"I've got you burgers and sandwiches, beautiful," Tyler declared openly, making everyone snicker.

Grabbing one of the sandwiches from Tyler, I devour it with a pout. This is good.

Damn! An hour later after lunch and I'm tired. I just want to lay on my bed, and sleep as I make myself more comfortable on Tyler's lap.

Today's been a good day. It was so much fun to be around all these people I've grown to know, respect, and love. I would kill to protect them.

What's that? I wondered to myself, feeling a presence; one I've never detected before.

It's unusual.

"Do you guys feel that?" I questioned once we started packing up our things in the cars.

Everyone looks at me as if I have two heads so I just wave them off mumbling "never mind" and continue doing me. Strange. I thought I saw a fox just now, but goddess. I'm so tired, it wouldn't surprise me if my eyes are playing tricks on me.

"Destiny. I had so much fun. Didn't you?" a hyper Dean asks. How the hell is he still active and hyper? Oh right.

He's a kid.

"Honey, let Destiny rest. She's tired," Anna tells the hyper toddler—who gives me a smile, which I return.

Once we arrived home and I saw the stairs, I internally groaned, not having the strength to climb them. "Tyler, baby, can you please carry, bathe, clothe and put me to bed please," I ask, batting my eyelashes and widen my eyes for good measure.

My dad growls so does Tyler. I however really don't pay much attention to their drama. I'm too tired to care anyway as I get swept into Tyler's arms.

******

Groaning. Why is it so freaking bright? I grumbled to myself as I tried to move, but a possessive grip on my waist keeps me in perfect place.

Rolling my eyes at Tyler's iron grasp, trying my best to get up. I can also feel his hardened dick poking me in the back. Oh. I can't wait for his coronation in three weeks. I'm seriously ready and also getting tired of the cold showers. I pout to myself at the latter.

But suddenly get an idea. I'm wide awake and so is Tyler's very huge friend.

Seriously, to get out of Tyler's grip required a little usage of my levitation powers. Sliding my way down under the sheets, I gently guide his boxer briefs down enough to free his very and I mean, very huge manhood.

Hmmm. His cock is so firm and attractive right now, it makes my mouth water. There's a tiny bit of pre-cum making me jostle my tongue out, licking the tip. Yum, I thought, giving the head a few more long licks and twirls before I try and take everything into my mouth.

Keyword, try. Damn, Tyler's huge. It's amazing, I got this much to fit inside my mouth as I start sucking him, roughly I may add once I get the full hang of it. That wakes the actual Tyler because the moment I start to bob up and down, he grabs a fist full of my hair and continues guiding me better on what to do.

The grip he has on my hair is tightened a little bit harsher when I take him deeper into my mouth. His groans and shallow breathing gives me the encouragement to continue, as I start to pump him with one hand while fondling his balls with the other—that sends him into a frenzy.

"D... D...Destiny. I'm going to cum baby," Tyler stutters and I take him even deeper into my mouth; his cock hits the back of my throat and that's when he explodes and I swallow it all.

"Shit!" Tyler exclaimed, breathless. "Now, that's the way to wake up to a perfectly good morning. Who knew my little virgin vixen had such skills," he compliments and I feel my face on fire as the jerk smirks with mischievousness shining in his beautiful green eyes.

Before I can think of it, I'm flat on my back and my panties are torn to shreds in a flash. If he keeps doing this, I won't have any left.

"How about I get my breakfast in bed. Yeah," Tyler purrs.

Gripping my thighs, spreading them wide open—my breath hitches when I feel his canines grazing my inner thigh. His tongue painfully moves slowly to where I really desire him the most, and I grip his hair impatiently in which he chuckles.

"Patience baby." What the fuck Tyler. I... Holy hell! His tongue invades my vagina, and my brain stops thinking by the way he's licking and nibbling on my bud.

I'm a moaning mess. Tyler has his face practically submerged between my thighs as my fingers are all deeply rooted in his soft hair while his sinful tongue is rolling around in my cunt. I'm so far done. My eyes are rolling to the back of my head and my toes curl with his nibbling, long licks and I swear I may or may not have yanked out a few strands of his beautiful, dark-brown hair the moment my orgasm hit. And It knocked so hard, I see stars. Well, I think I did.

"Now that's just a taste of what I have in store for you," Tyler says, kissing my womanhood. Damn! Now I'm dying for those three weeks. I thought to myself.

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