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An Unwilling Mate 1
TEASERWhen I fully woke, it was too Jaecar cinching a rope around my ankle. Startling me.I tugged at my bound wrists and felt something digging into my hips. And my hair was in my face.It took me a moment to realize I was tied face down over the back of a wooden chair. I tried to move and figured out my ankles were each bound to a chair leg. I was tipped over the back of the chair, so it dug into my stomach. Each of my wrists tied to a front leg of the chair.I tried to move but every pull tugged at something else. Yanking my arms strained my ankles and vice versa. The ropes were so tight, they bit into my skin.I was stunned, realizing the diligence and care Jaecar must’ve used, to so carefully bind me while I was in my exhausted coma.What’s he going to do now?“Good. You’re awake.” I heard Jaecar’s voice from behind me and had to lean to look around my own leg to see him walking to sit by the wall. Sliding down it to meet my gaze across the room. Crossing his boots at the ankles
An Unwilling Mate 2
The Border GuardThis is now the Full, Extended Version. Only available on Inkitt and my paid sites: kksdarkerotica.comNote from the Author:Explicit sex. Some forced. Lust and shapeshifting under a full moon. A best friends to unwilling lovers tale. Read with caution.SAMANTHA“Jaecar.” I laughingly skipped out to the trees. Catching him as he was rising from bathing in the river.“Sam…” He sighed. Frowning and I realized he was undressed and coming out of the water. It was already revealing his glistening dark skin down the deep lines of his muscled hip bones.“Oh, sorry.” I turned my back and heard the grass rustling behind me as he swept up his shirt.“What is it, Sam?”“There’s something going on in the Camp.”“What?” His tone grew serious.The Border Guard voice. I’d heard him use it before when there were intruders at the wall surrounding the Asara territory.“Lyra Lani told me.”“How does she always know everything?” Jaecar murmured as he stepped next to me. His black hair wa
An Unwilling Mate 3
Eve Before the Mating MoonJaecar was ordered to join the males next to the fire in the camp the eve before the Mating Moon. The males discussed what females they planned to hunt, knowing their lustful need to mate would rise to insane heights tomorrow.Already they were making crude remarks, their blood heating. And there’d been several short spars already. Mostly between the Hayden brothers who seemed to be forever antagonizing each other.All of them discussing how they’d mate Vanna Rae first than getting in a shoving match before they all agreed they’d share her as they did all things. From the spoils of battles to the food Hunter found for them to the woman they all wanted to mate.Jaecar shook his head at them. Somewhat disdainful of how heated their blood had already became.Even Draven was quiet. Watching beyond the camp with a predatory gaze.Jaecar twisted to see what woman his gaze followed, though he had little need to check his suspicion…Lyra Lani was creeping beyond the
An Unwilling Mate 4
Nearly UndoneJaecar paused outside the massive door that looked like something blocking the way to a dungeon. He lifted his fist and hesitated. Wondering what he could possibly say to her.The door cracked and there was a series of chains that Samantha peered through. Her look going from accusing to surprised.“Jaecar?”He blinked at her.“Just a minute.” She closed the door, and he heard all the chains unbolting. Dread swirling through him. Knowing that if he mated her tomorrow, it would be far too easily done because of her trust in him.Trust he’d have to shatter to possess her. He swallowed a bit of bile at the thought.She opened the door. “Jaecar? You’ve never come to my hut except to reinforce it. Is that why you’re here…”Clearly, she sensed he’d not have come so late at night, the eve before the Mating Moon for such a thing.“Jaecar?” She gave him a quizzical look at his prolonged silence. Finally, she opened the door widely. “Come in.”He ducked his head and obediently ente
An Unwilling Mate 5
A TasteSamantha had shrugged. Having no idea why he did.Tossing her black hair defiantly, Aloira slinked away.Samantha had rubbed her neck and gone to the river to wash the other girl’s sticky fingerprints off.But Jaecar had waited near a tree by camp and when Aloira passed it, he caught her by the throat and rounded to slam her against a tree.Her brown eyes were huge, and she clawed at his large brown hand. Gagging against her compressed trachea.“I thought you and I had an arrangement. But it appears you not when to leave well enough alone.”He released her abruptly and let her slide down the trunk.“I’m sorry, Jaecar.” She bowed her head and backed up from him. A submissive pose it wouldn’t occur to Samantha to assume.“Know that any touch you put on her will be thrice times as done unto you.”“I understand.” Keeping her eyes averted she rounded and scampered off to her hut. Ashamed of having been caught taunting the other female.The youngest of the pack.“Jaecar?” Samantha’s
An Unwilling Mate 6
A Dream & A Cruel RealitySAMANTHAJaecar was on top of me. Kissing me as he’d done hours ago. His gold body glistening in the firelight. His long adept fingers expertly winding through the laces of my dress. Freeing my body to his penetrating view.He took in the sight emotionlessly. His expression as unreadable as always. He said nothing. Merely taking in the sight of me in his usual quiet way.What was he thinking?Lifting my skirts in his rush to get to my center.His fingers bit into my thighs as he forced them apart. Dropping his hips between so I could feel the rigid hardness that I’d sensed earlier when he’d kissed me. Though I couldn’t see it, I’d had a mental vision of what it might look like.Something to be feared.Something that meant he could claim me. Penetrate me and eventually he could choose to mark me. Whether I wanted him or not.I saw him swaying over me as I’d glimpsed one of the males doing on Aloira once in the woods.It was a strange sensation. Like rubbing be
An Unwilling Mate 7
Fear of the Mating MoonSAMANTHAIt was the morning of the Mating Moon when, Jaecar, the fiercest of the Border Guards, waited for me outside my hut as he often did.I met him there. After all these years, I was unafraid of him despite his intimidating air and athletic build.He had shining black hair and defined muscles tightly winding his body under his leather tunic and breeches. Usual dagger resting in its hip scabbard.He’d never given me cause for concern. Despite that I knew the males looked at him nervously.Why wouldn’t they?He’d outmaneuvered them often enough in the trial rings. The only real competition for our young Alpha, Draven.“Let me see.” He held out his hand impatiently.My sketchbook.It wasn’t a question.I handed it over, as I always did. Glad to share my work with him.He always wanted to see what new scribbles I’d done.“Is this Warlock Creek?” He pointed to one page.“Yes. That’s my favorite spot.”“Ah, yes.” He nodded. “In the old oak tree.”I smiled up at
An Unwilling Mate 8
Hole in a TreeHe trailed a finger down my cheek with his free hand. “But out of courtesy to you, I’m telling you what’ll happen in a few short hours so you can prepare yourself.”“I’ll never be prepared, Jaecar.” I said defiantly. “And I’ll never forgive you if you do this.”I felt the spark in my blue eyes that indicated I intended every hateful word.“That much,” He sighed. “I already figured.”I was shocked when Jaecar sat up and unwound a long length of rope from around his waist.He’s really going to do this?I fought in truth then rolling onto my belly to try and crawl away. “You’re not tying me up!”He caught one of my legs and spun it across him, so I was flipped back onto my back. Grasping my sketchbook as my hand rolled over it. For some reason, it still felt important to me.He lurched forward to hop astride my hips, rope in hand. Prepared to bind me.I took his movement as an opportunity, and as he leapt up, I skid down between his legs before he could drop his weight.Us
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