Sophia’s POVI nod when he asks if I like what he’s doing. I don’t trust my voice to answer and even if I thought anything more than a squeak would come out, there is no air in my lungs anyway.“Use your words little moineau.” His voice is low, and quiet and it vibrates right through me, igniting every nerve on its path.“Yes.” I gasp as he squeezes and rolls my nipples between his finger and thumb. It is almost painful but not quite and he loosens his grip as soon as I answer.“Good girl. You don’t need to be shy with me sweetheart. You were made for me, and I for you. Your nipples are my nipples.” He squeezes again, making his point. “Your pussy is my pussy.” He whispers into my ear and kisses my cheek. “Your lips, are my lips.” He trails kisses along my jaw between each of his words until his lips find mine.His kiss is feather light, his lips only just brush mine and his tongue darts along my bottom lip before retreating. I strain to lift my head, to feel him closer, deeper, but h
Zaine’s POVHer inexperience is as evident as it is alluring. The look of horror on her face, as I lean down to finally get my first taste of her, is a picture of innocence ruined.The feel of her warmth on my lips and tongue and the way her juices glaze my chin, is a reward from the heavens that I’m not sure I deserve. I drink from her like a parched man under the midday desert sun and my scalp burns as she grips my hair in both hands. She tries to pull me away as she thrusts against my face, her poor little body has no idea how to handle these new sensations.I could take it easy on her. Actually, what I mean is, I should take it easy on her, but the second I sucked her essence from my finger, I knew her pussy was going to be the only thing I want to dine on for the foreseeable future.“Zaine.” She mewls as she lets go of my hair and grabs fists full of the bedsheet under her. The hedonist in me wants to hear her screaming my name and to know that she has forgotten about what put he
Sophia’s POV “Fuuuuucccck.” Zaine growls into my neck as he shudders between my legs. I had no idea my body could feel something so… so… I don’t even know how to describe it. I’m fizzy and fuzzy all over. My legs won't stop shaking, my fingers ache and hurt from holding onto him so tightly, and my pussy feels like it is there but also isn’t. Zaine takes me in his arms and rolls over so I’m laying on top him rather than in the wet patch of my own making. I couldn’t protest even if I wanted to. My limbs don’t work, my brain has forgotten all words and my wolf is useless. The invisible tether connecting Zaine and I feels stronger than before. My wolf feels it too. She watched everything, and muttered to herself and I tried to ignore her ramblings about protectors and danger. She has been blowing hot and cold since i woke up and her moods have been giving me whiplash ever since the first time she spoke to me. She is happy that I have stopped fighting the pull of the mate bond. I thoug
Zaine’s POVI try to hide my frown when I look down and see her skin stretching and splitting around me. It’s shiny and thin and painted red with her blood. When I try to pull out, I can see the head of my beast pulling against the tight skin holding him there. Her pussy has snapped tightly behind the rim of his helmet and the only way to get him out is to hurt her again.I shouldn’t have let my imagination run away with me. The thought of her gushing all over him was too tempting. When she said she left like she needed to pee, I knew what I could make her body do and I wanted to feel it. I needed to feel a connection with her beyond the feint sparks of the moon magic that tethers our souls. Something tangible.The only way I can make her pain less is to keep her wet, make her cum again and pull out quickly whilst she is distracted. It’s all I can think of to help her through this.She doesn’t look angry. She looks scared and in pain and the tears in her eyes make my chest hurt.“You
Torrin’s POVI nod my head and watch as Alpha Zaine carries Sophia into the guest room and lays her gently on the bed. He stands over her for a few seconds, just looking at her. after bending down to give her a kiss on her forehead he pulls the duvet up to her chin then grabs a pair of bottoms from one of the drawers.I mind link Mrs Crook to let her know the jig is up and she needs to get herself out here to head off the beast before he comes banging her door down looking for answers. I knew we should have told him everything sooner. This is going to go down like a lead balloon. Keeping our secret would have been easy if she was fated to anyone but him, and our deception is not going to win us any favours with Zaine.“Mrs Crook will be here in just a moment Alpha. We should take this into your office, so she doesn’t overhear.” I look over his shoulder at the sleeping princess, then back to him. I can feel the tension radiating off him and even my wolf chooses to remain quiet in my he
Luca’s POV I listen in disbelief as Torrin and Mrs Crook blow my happy, peaceful existence apart piece by piece. “Princess?” George chokes on the one word that is also stuck in my head. I remember when that night, when they all arrived. It was the women first, Mrs Crook, Genevieve and Sophia. They were soaking wet, covered head to toe in mud and their arms torn and grazed by the branches of the trees they had run through. Torrin and Sebastian came ambling towards the group of us who had gathered to help the women and find out what had happened. When it was just them, we thought perhaps they had fled their pack to escape abuse, but on closer inspection, the clothes they wore had been through the wars, but they were not the clothes you see an omega dressed in. Torrin and Sebastian shifted back to their human forms as they approached, I only saw their wolves for a split second, and until now I thought I had been seeing things, I was tired from a long shift on patrol and the pissing d
Zaine’s POV “Alpha. The Luna is awake.” Torrin’s voice echoes in my head. I have only made it about half way to the southern border but my wolf puts on his breaks and all four paws dig into the dirt as we come skidding to a halt.“Is she okay?” I ask. I know I should be with her after what happened. I hurt her then left. I was hoping she would sleep long enough for me to at least deal with one of the two threats hanging over our head.My wolf wants to hunt. He reasons that the blue fuck hiding in the forest means she can never be completely safe on our land. The guards and Torrin have despatched his rogues within minutes of them crossing the border, but now that Sophia has her wolf Blue Blade is only going to step up his campaign. That is what I would do in his shoes.I want to kill him too. I want to see him laying at my wolf’s feet in a mangled and tattered mess. Not only for Sophia, although she is now the force that drives me, but for the men and women we have lost to this previo
Sophia’s POV When Hattie woke me up to give me a hot chocolate then leave without saying a word, I was still half asleep and not sure what was going on or where I was. The last thing I remembered was being in pain with his beast stuck inside me, more pain when he pulled it out, then pleasure that completely took me over. I couldn’t breathe, my legs shook and stiffened and moved independently of my mind then I saw white.Now I’m back in the visitor suite with Beta Luca, Torrin, and Mrs Crook hovering around outside the door which has been left ajar. Nobody has said anything to me, but the worried looks on their faces and constant whispers and glances in my direction can’t be good. Mrs Crook never shows her concerns, she is the one who maintains calm and has always made me feel safe, even when I knew I wasn’t, not really.When I asked where Zaine was, Torrin said he had gone for a run but is on his way back. Did I disappoint him? I’m sure those other women could handle their Alpha, the