Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 6 Then something broke in him. The hesitant preacher vanished. The dominant, powerful man I’d watched take my mother took over. He grabbed my hips with bruising force and began to fuck me. Hard. It was nothing like Caleb’s skilled, cautious lovemaking. This was raw, primal, almost like he was angry. Each pounding drive pushed me up the table. The wood scraped against my stomach. He wasn’t trying to please me; he was claiming me, punishing me, and losing himself in the sin.And God help me, I loved it. The mere force of it, the taboo, the danger, the size of him filling me so completely—it ignited a fire in me I didn’t know existed. I met his thrusts, pushing back, encouraging him with filthy whispers.“That’s it… fuck me… just like you fuck her…”He grunted, his pace becoming brutal. One hand fisted in my hair, pulling my head back. The other hand groped under my sweater, finding my breast, squeezing it roughly. The mix of pain and pleasure was intoxicating.
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Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 5 After that day, everything changed and nothing changed. Our Wednesday rituals continued, but now they had a dark, secret edge. Sometimes, Caleb and I would finish early and sneak back to spy. We saw them on the living room couch. Against the fridge. Once, on the stairs. Each time, it stoked a fire in me—a confusing mix of anger at my mother’s hypocrisy, a twisted jealousy of her experience, and a deep, shameful arousal. I began to study Pastor Miller differently at church on Sundays. I watched his large, capable hands holding the bible. I listened to his deep, resonant voice preaching about purity and faithfulness. I imagined those hands on my mother’s body, that voice groaning in her ear. And a dangerous, dark idea began to take root in my mind. He made her feel that way. That lost, ecstatic way she looked on that table. I want to know what that’s like. Not with the son. With the main source. It was insane. It was wrong on a hundred leve
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Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 4 Over the next three Wednesdays, I was waiting by the door an hour before they were expected. I’d spent the whole week replaying every touch, every kiss, every shuddering climax in my head. My body felt different, more awake, humming, and hungry.When Caleb got out of the car, our eyes locked. A knowing, electric spark passed between us. The picnic basket was already packed.This time, we didn’t even make it to the stream. As soon as we were out of sight of the house, behind the old barn, he pushed me up against the warm, weathered wood. His mouth was on mine, his hands already under my dress. My own hands were desperate, pulling his shirt over his head, then fumbling with his belt.He turned me around, bent me over, my hands flat on the barn wall. He pulled my panties to the side and thrust into me from behind in one smooth, hot motion. It was rougher, needier than the first time. The wood was rough against my palms, the sun hot on my back. He pounded into
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Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 3 His words were the final push. The coil snapped. A violent, shuddering orgasm tore through me. I arched off the blanket, a raw, throaty cry ripped from my throat as waves of pleasure crashed over me. My inner muscles clenched around his fingers, milking them as I shook through the climax. He gently worked me through it, his movements slowing as my tremors subsided. When he finally slid his fingers out, I collapsed, feeling boneless and gasping onto the blanket. I’d never come that hard, that completely, in my life. Caleb leaned over me, kissing me deeply. I could taste my own arousal on his lips. “You are incredible,” he said against my mouth. My hands went to the button of his jeans. My fingers fumbled, clumsy with aftershocks. He helped me, popping the button, lowering the zipper. He shifted to kick his jeans and boxers off. Then he was kneeling before me again, fully naked. My breath caught. He wa
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Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 2 We ate while talking about nothing important—the relentless heat, the terrible cell service, the shows we were streaming. The conversation was easy. The way he looked at me, though… It wasn't just casual. His eyes kept drifting to the neckline of my sundress, to where the fabric shifted when I moved. A little current of electricity started humming under my skin.After we finished eating, I packed the containers away. As I leaned over the basket, I felt his hand on my back, just a light touch.“You have a little…” he murmured, his fingers brushing my shoulder blade. “Dust, I think.”I straightened up, turning to face him. We were kneeling, facing each other on the blanket. The air between us changed, growing heavy and still.“Thanks,” I whispered.He didn’t move his hand. Instead, it slid around to my waist. His other hand came up and gently brushed a strand of hair from my cheek. His touch was warm, and slightly rough.“Lila,” he
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Chapter: THE PREACHER’S SON 1My name is Lila. I grew up in the flat, sun-baked sprawl of West Texas, about thirty minutes from a town so small it barely had a name—Cottonwood. This was 2026, but out where we lived, time moved slower. The heat made everything lazy.We had a ranch, but “ranch” was a generous word. Two tired horses, a few chickens that ran free, and a single barn that leaned a little to the left. My dad worked remote IT support for a company in Dallas, which meant he was glued to his computer in a converted shed out back. Mom and I handled the animals and the house. Our closest neighbor was a mile down a dusty road. I grew up quiet, comfortable with silence, more at ease with horses and chickens than people.My social life was school, my phone, and church. Every Sunday, without fail, we’d pile into our old electric SUV and make the drive into Cottonwood for the 10 a.m. service at the New Hope Community Church. After, we’d hit the one decent grocery store to stock up for the week.School was my escap
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99 Moons with Alpha Rhaegar
*She was banished to die. He saved her to possess her. Now three kings want to claim her… and the secret she carries could shatter kingdoms.*
Elysia Belrose has spent her entire life as nothing—scentless, powerless, invisible. The night her mother dies, she drowns her grief in the arms of a brutal stranger who makes her feel wanted for one perfect moment… before shattering her: *“Don’t get the wrong idea. This didn’t mean anything.”*
Two years later, she finally finds hope when Killian, the Alpha’s son, claims her as his mate. She tells herself she can earn his love. She’s wrong.
When she discovers him in bed with the Alpha King’s daughter, her rejection provokes his rage. Beaten bloody and accused of seduction, Elysia is banished to the Wildlands for 100 days—a death sentence wrapped in mercy.
But the man who saves her is the same stranger from that night. The one who broke her.
Rhaegar Draven. The Alpha King.
He doesn’t want her. He doesn’t believe in second chances. But when she begs for 99 days of protection, he agrees to one condition: she stays silent, obedient, and out of his way.
Except Elysia is hiding something that pulses beneath her skin, growing stronger with each passing moon. A forbidden bloodline. A secret pregnancy. And a truth that makes her the most dangerous woman alive.
Three men are hunting her—one who wants to reclaim her, one who wants to breed her, and one who’s trying to convince himself he doesn’t want to burn the world down to keep her.
But Rhaegar’s wolf knows what he refuses to admit: she’s his. His mate. His queen. His salvation and his ruin.
In 99 moons, everything will change.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 15: LIFE IN THE CASTLE BEGINS ELYSIA’S POVI didn’t really sleep. I drifted in and out, my mind too restless and my body too tense. Every creak of the floorboards outside my door made me jump. Every distant voice quickened my heart. By the time dawn light filtered through the window, I was utterly exhausted. But I was awake.I sat up slowly, wincing as pain shot through my ribs. The pain was duller now—not the sharp, stabbing agony from before, but a deep ache that throbbed with every breath. I pressed a hand to my side, feeling the bandages beneath the thin nightgown. I should still be bedridden. But I wasn’t. My wolf stirred, restless. *We’re healing.* “Not fast enough,” I thought. “Faster than we should be,” came the response. I frowned and pushed the thought away. A sharp knock on the door made me flinch. “Come in,” I said, my voice still hoarse. The door opened, and a different servant entered—a middle-aged woman with sharp features and a no-nonsense expression. She car
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Chapter: CHAPTER 14: INVISIBLE CHAINS ELYSIA’S POVThe room felt colder after he left. Not in a physical sense; the fire still crackled in the hearth, warm and steady. But something had shifted when the door closed behind him. The air felt heavier, emptier. I sat on the edge of the bed, gripping the furs, trying to steady my breathing as I stared at the closed door, as if it might open again at any moment. But it didn’t. He was here. The Alpha King was here—Alpha King Rhaegar. He had caught me just as I was about to collapse. My chest tightened at the memory. His hands were strong, yet they had been so careful, so steady. But his eyes… His eyes were something else entirely. They weren't cold or angry. But something raw. Something I couldn’t name. I remembered how his eyes had flickered gold for just a second when I said his name. Why did he look at me like that? My wolf stirred, her voice quiet. He knows. “Knows what?” Us. I shook my head, pushing the
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13: RUMOURS AND ROGUE REPORTSRHAEGAR’S POVI stormed down the corridor, my boots thumping heavily against the stone floor. My jaw was clenched so tightly that I thought my teeth might crack.*What the hell was that?*I’d barely made it three steps away from her door before my wolf started snarling, clawing at the inside of my chest like he was trying to rip his way out.*Go back. She needs us.*“She doesn’t need anything from me.”*Liar.*I shoved the thought away, forcing myself to keep walking. This was insane.I’d come to the wildlands border to investigate rogue activity. That was the whole plan, find them, deal with the threat, and then head home. But instead, I ended up bringing a nearly lifeless outcast back to my castle. A woman whose scent drove me wild. She looked at me as if she recognized me—like she knew me from the past. And the worst part? I couldn’t stop thinking about her. *Mine,* my wolf growled again, more insistent this time. *She’s ours.*“No.”*You felt the pull. The bond.*“There is no b
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12: MEETING THE ALPHA KINGElysia’s POVThe door opened slowly, and he stepped inside. For a moment, I felt like I had forgotten how to breathe. He was tall—taller than I remembered, or maybe it was just the way he filled the room, as if his very presence took up all the space and air. His shoulders were broad, and he had the strong build of a warrior who had fought many battles and came out victorious.His dark hair had silver streaks and was loosely tied back. But it was his eyes that caught me off guard—steel-gray, and cold,—they locked onto mine the moment he walked in.This was him. The man who had saved me. The one who had caught me at the cliff and carried me on his horse.Alpha King Rhaegar.He was looking at me as if he was trying to decide whether I was a threat or a mistake.Neither of us spoke. The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating. I didn’t know what to say or do. My heart pounded so hard that I was sure he could hear it.Say something, I told myself. Anything. But my mouth wouldn’t obey.He
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11: THE ALPHA KING’S CASTLE Elysia’s POVI woke up in a bed that wasn’t mine. The first thing I noticed was the softness. Real softness—not dirt, stone, or rough blankets that smelled of mildew. This was an actual bed, with clean sheets and a pillow that cradled my head as if I mattered. For a moment, I thought I was dead. Maybe I had been killed after all. Perhaps this was what came in the afterlife—warmth, quiet, and the absence of pain. But then I tried to move, and pain shot through my ribs so sharp that I gasped. Dead people don’t hurt.My eyes flew open. Stone walls surrounded me. Heavy drapes were pulled across tall windows. A fire crackled in a hearth across the room, casting flickering shadows on the ceiling. Where am I?I pushed myself up slowly, wincing with every movement. My body felt like it had been torn apart and barely stitched back together. My throat burned. My head throbbed. My ribs screamed in protest. But I was clean. Someone had cleaned me, changed my clothes, and b
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Chapter: CHAPTER 10: ARRIVAL AT BLOODMOON RHAEGAR’S POVThe gates opened before I even reached them—sharp and immediate, as if they had been waiting. The guards at the entrance straightened the moment they saw me approach, their fists moving to their chests in salute. But their eyes weren’t on me.They were on her.The girl lay unconscious in my arms, her head resting against my shoulder, her hair cascading across my chest as if she belonged there. I felt their stares, sensed the questions forming behind their carefully blank faces. Their Alpha King never brings strangers home, let alone carrying them.I ignored them, urging my horse forward through the gates without slowing. The courtyard bustled with activity—servants moving between buildings, warriors sparring near the training grounds, and stable hands leading horses toward the stalls. Warriors lined the courtyard as I rode through, their heads bowing in respect, but every single one of them stopped and stared. Whispers started immediately, low
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FATED TABOOS: A Spicy Werewolf Erotica Collection
⚠️ Warning: This book contains explicit, primal sexual content, dominant Alphas, willing Omegas, and intense mate-bond passion intended for mature 18+ readers only.
In the world of packs, some lines are drawn in blood-and some are meant to be crossed in the heat of desire.
This scorching collection of 15 standalone tales dives into the most forbidden unions in werewolf society, where primal instinct overrules every rule. From intense Alpha/ Omega power dynamics and voyeuristic thrills to dangerous age-gap cravings, boss/employee risks, and step-family secrets, each story simmers with raw, explicit passion: claiming bites, dominant growls, submitting whimpers, and bodies pushed to the edge of primal ecstasy.
Yet every illicit encounter ends in a sweet, satisfying mate-bond-happy endings where forbidden lovers claim their forever against all odds, leaving no regrets, only eternal, ecstatic bliss.
Hot. Primal. Unapologetically Naughty.
If you crave the rush of crossing every line and feeling the surge of a destined bond, these tales will leave you breathless, flushed, and howling for more.
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 20 DAMON We shower together—which takes longer than it should because I can’t keep my hands off her and then get dressed. I watch her pull on jeans and a soft sweater, admiring how comfortable she looks here. Like she belongs. Because she does. This is her home now. We head downstairs and the smell of coffee and breakfast hits us immediately. In the kitchen, my Beta Garrett is cooking, along with his mate Rachel. “Morning, lovebirds,” Garrett grins. “Figured you’d be hungry after last night.” Maya blushes. “The walls aren’t soundproof, are they?” “Not even a little bit,” Rachel says cheerfully. “But don’t worry, we’re all happy for you. It’s nice to hear our Alpha so… satisfied.” I growl playfully at Garrett. “Watch it.” “Just speaking the truth, boss.” We sit down to breakfast—eggs, bacon, toast, fruit. Maya eats like she’s starving, which makes sense given how many calories we burned l
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 19 DAMON His hands spread my legs wider, and I can feel his breath on my most intimate parts. I’m already wet, already aching for him. “Look at you,” he groans. “So wet for me already. Did wearing this lingerie turn you on, little wolf? Knowing I’d see you in it?” “Yes,” I whimper. “Good girl.” Then his tongue is on me and I cry out. He licks a long, slow stripe up my center, from my clit to my entrance and back down. Taking his time, savoring me. “Damon, please…” “Shh. I said I was going to take my time. And I meant it.” His tongue circles my clit, teasing, never quite giving me enough pressure. When I try to grind back against his face, his hands grip my hips, holding me still. “Patience,” he warns. He continues his torturous exploration, licking and kissing and tasting every part of me except where I need him
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 18 DAMONAfter two weeks of tension, Rob’s reluctant blessing feels like a miracle.Maya hasn’t let go of my hand since I arrived. The bond sings between us, whole again.“Can I take her for a walk?” I ask Rob. “We need to talk.”He looks like he wants to say no, but Mom elbows him.“Two hours. Stay on the grounds.”The second we’re alone, I pull her into my arms and just hold her.“I thought I was going to die,” she whispers. “Without you, I thought…”“I know. I felt it too.” I press my lips to her hair. “I’m sorry.”“It doesn’t matter now. We’re together.”We walk through the gardens, and I tell her what comes next — weekend visits, Silver Ridge, and after two years, a proper mating ceremony in front of both packs.“I want pups,” she says suddenly. “Someday.”My wolf howls. “More than okay.”She smiles. …The claiming ceremony is three nights later, under the full moon, on neutral ground.Maya is stunning in white silk,
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 17 MAYAThe next two weeks are hell.Dad has me on lockdown. Guards outside my door, constant supervision, nowhere to go without an escort.I’m a prisoner in my own home.He thinks if he keeps me away from Damon long enough, the bond will weaken. That I’ll “come to my senses” and realize I made a mistake.He doesn’t understand that it’s doing the exact opposite.The bond is agony when we’re apart. It’s like a constant ache in my chest, a piece of me missing. I can feel Damon through it—his pain, his frustration, his longing. And he can feel mine.We can’t communicate through the bond yet. That takes practice, time together to strengthen the connection. But we can feel each other’s emotions, and right now all I feel from him is desperate, helpless rage.I’m not eating. Barely sleeping. My wolf is going crazy, howling for our mate, clawing at my insides trying to get out.Mom’s worried. I can see it in her eyes when she brings me meals I don’t touch.
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 16DAMONThe second I hear the footsteps, I’m on my feet, pulling Maya behind me.My wolf is snarling, ready to defend our mate from any threat.The door slams open and Rob storms in, flanked by four of his pack warriors.His eyes immediately find Maya—naked, marked, clearly just claimed and his face goes purple with rage.“What the FUCK is going on here?!”Maya scrambles to cover herself with the blanket while I stand between her and her father, still naked but not caring.“Rob…” I start.“DON’T.” His voice is pure Alpha command, and his eyes are blazing gold. “Don’t you dare try to explain this. I can smell exactly what you did.”“Dad, please…” Maya tries.“You.” He points at her, his hand shaking with fury. “Get dressed. Now. You’re coming home.”“No.” Her voice is quiet but firm.“That wasn’t a request, Maya.”“I’m not leaving him.” She stands, wrapping the blanket around herself, and comes to stand beside me. “We’re mated, Dad. Bonded. It’s done.”Rob’s eyes move to the fresh bite m
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Chapter: MY ALPHA FATHER'S BEST FRIEND 15MAYAHis mouth moves lower, kissing across my collarbone, down to my breasts. He takes one nipple into his mouth and sucks, hard enough to make me gasp.“Damon!”“That’s it, little wolf. Let me hear you.”He lavishes attention on my breasts, sucking and licking and biting gently until I’m writhing underneath him. Then he moves lower, kissing down my stomach, my hips, my thighs.“Spread your legs for me,” he growls. “Let me see all of you.”I obey, opening myself to him completely.He groans, deep and rough. “Fucking beautiful. And all mine.”Then his mouth is on me and I’m gone.His tongue slides through my folds, licking and sucking, finding every sensitive spot. He focuses on my clit, circling it with the tip of his tongue before sucking it into his mouth.I’m already close, wound so tight from days of anticipation.“Damon, please…”He slides two fingers inside me, curling them to hit that spot that makes me see stars. Combined with his mouth on my clit, it’s too much.I come with a
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