It is easier to fight for one's principles than to live up to them.— Alfred Adler.KYLE The second I shoved into him, I was gone. His ass gripped me like a vice, and I nearly lost it right there. Fuck, he felt unreal, milking me with every inch I gave him.I slammed forward again, harder, watching his body jolt under the force, and the sight made my cock throb inside him.“Goddess,” I snarled against his ear, my voice ragged. “You’re so fucking tight. Taking me like you were built for it.”He moaned, high and broken, and it only drove me crazier.I pinned his wrists above his head, grinding in deep until he cried out, then pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in.His legs shook around me, thighs wide, giving me everything and I only wanted more.“Beg,” I ordered, rutting into him fast, ruthless. “Beg me to split you open.““Please, Kyle—please, don’t stop—fuck, I need it—” His voice was desperate, wrecked, and it made me groan deep, hips snapping harder.“That’s it,”
The course of true love never did run smooth.— William ShakespeareLUCIEN Of all the things to make my chest tighten and my head spin, Camellia possibly being pregnant wasn't one of them.“Could you please place your hand over the rune-marked vial?” the pack doctor instructed, already preparing the mixture of wolfsbane powder and distilled water for the reading.Camellia looked at me, but I couldn’t hold her gaze for long. She’s a virgin—I should’ve known better, should’ve used protection. A baby would ruin everything. Fuck, fuck, fuck.Her scent hadn’t even changed.“She’s not pregnant,” the pack doctor said.“Oh Lord.” I let out a breath I didn’t realize I’d been holding. Relief crashed over me, so fast that my knees nearly gave way.Camellia didn’t say a word as she stood up from the bed. She walked past me and the doctor, her shoulders stiff, her silence colder than any glare she could’ve thrown.Goddess, what have I done now?Cam,” I called, trailing after her into the living
It is not the strongest or the most intelligent who will survive but those who can best respond to change.— Charles Darwin.CAMELLIA Today’s episode of ‘What Did I Get Myself Into?’ features me, Lucien, and apparently uninvited guests."You have a lot of nerve hunting on my territory." I was shoved behind Lucien, unable to see who he was addressing, but I could tell there was more than one person."Relax, Alpha Lucien, we were just catching a runaway rogue." The person didn’t even sound fazed by Lucien."And instead of using your abilities, you resort to weapons? What if you killed someone?"Lucien’s voice was calm but deadly.You're a wolf, you can—" He paused, sniffing the air.Lucien shifted to shield me, but the man’s eyes locked onto me anyway, sharp and unyielding.Were all werewolf men this handsome?"Well, well… looks like someone’s been getting hot and bothered in the woods. No wonder that arrow set you off.”He gave me a slow, knowing wink, and heat rushed to my cheeks bef
Do not pray for an easy life, pray for the strength to endure a difficult one.— Bruce Lee.CAMELLIA Lucien was clingier than usual and my breasts were extremely sore.“Lucien—” I tried to shove him but every inch of his six-foot-five body made it impossible.His mouth was brutal on my neck, sucking, while his hand kneaded my breasts, thumbs teasing my nipples until I shivered and whimpered.And the worst part?He was asleep.It was partly my fault for letting him use me as his stress outlet every time he came back from one of his “confidential”meetings.According to Alana, and the few she-wolves who actually bothered to speak to me instead of glaring daggers, I was his Luna. Which meant I was supposed to stand beside Lucien in everything.So why were they always confidential when it came to me?As if to taunt me, he dragged me tight against him in his sleep, hand slipping down to part my thighs. His fingers pushed inside while his hips rolled hard against me.“Your heart is beatin
I am a prisoner of what I cannot have, and a master of what I do not truly want.— Isolde Kane.DARIUS Of course Lucien’s pack is slightly threatened and everybody is expected to come running.I tightened my jaw in the car as I approached the pack house. Multiple cars were already parked outside, each one stamped with a different pack’s logo.The almighty Lucien stumbles, and the whole damn region shows up to hold his hand.“Keep frowning like that and they’ll think Lucien kicked your puppy,” Alaric drawled, stretching in his seat.I shot him a look.“What?” he shrugged. “It’d explain your whole personality.”I didn’t answer but that didn't stop him from talking “Cheer up. At least if this blows up, we’ll get free dinner. Lucien’s pack throws decent feasts.”We stepped out of the car, and Alaric’s gaze swept over the row of parked vehicles. “Damn.Looks like everyone showed. If this turns into a pissing contest, I call dibs on not cleaning up."I pinched the bridge of my nose. He ju
The heart has its reasons which reason knows not. —Blaise PascalLUCIEN I really messed up this time and my dumb ass saw it coming.“Camellia, please, let me explain,” I said, standing a safe distance away from her, but my eyes never left her.She didn’t even glance my way. Instead, she laughed at something one of the she-wolves said about her eyeliner.Normally, I’d be glad to see her bonding with my pack, but right now? It just reminded me she’d been ignoring me for two days straight.I didn’t mean to ignore her in front of my father. I should’ve defended her,but the last thing I wanted was to drag her into my father’s mess.“At least tell me where you’re going,” I said, stepping in front of the door to block her exit.She drew in a sharp breath, her arms crossing over her chest like an angry parent.“Move, Lucien.”The only words she had said to me in two days and it was pathetic the way I lit up like a kid getting candy for the first time.Gods, she was beautiful.“Please, just