LOGINBecause he likes to give. He uses one hand to unzip himself, and then his pants are off. His hand goes to play with me while he teases me with his tongue and mouth. I can feel his fingers plunging inside me, and as they move in and out, he adds a third finger and then a fourth till I am howling his
That's another thing I’ve started doing a lot. Laughing. “Okay, that’s enough.” Austin scoops me up in a bridal hold. “Give her back to me.” He carries me away from the bonfire and the celebration. “Wait, where are we going?” “I have another surprise for you.” He doesn’t take me to the lake, bu
“You don’t have to dance with those idiots.” Austin is getting all ruffled up. “I’m right here. You should be resting.” “It’s funny you say that.” I reach for my heels. “Because when I said I was tired last night, that didn’t stop you, did it?” “That was different!” “Oh, is it?” I say mockingly,
Seline The mating mark does wonders for my healing process, and my first shift occurs during my third month in the pack. It’s while Austin has taken me out for a picnic by the lake. It’s both frightening and exhilarating at the same time, and as the change washes over me, he is right there by my
From the dangerous gleam in my father’s eyes, I doubt it was anything as simple as convincing her to leave. “Can I have a moment alone with my mate?” Austin asks stiffly. I see the irritation my father’s face, but he glances at me. “I’ll be back in a bit. And don’t try to stick soldiers to me agai
“Yeah.” He looks anxious and I sigh. “Why don’t you sit down?” He looks uneasy but does so. “I met your mother.” “Real charmer, isn’t she?” I comment dryly. “Makes me wonder what you were like all those years ago when you got together with her.” That not only breaks the hard ice, but also the wh
Seline Stunned by the vicious slap, I don’t know how to react for a moment. “You bitch!” My mother grabs me by my hair, short as it is, and pulls on it. She’s a shifter with full shifter strength, and I cry in pain. “You told Jamie that you won’t be the guarantor anymore?!” she snarls at me. “Who
My face is white as I stare at him. “How do you know all these things? Did you have me investigated?!” I feel as if somebody has stripped me bare. This violation of my privacy is beyond humiliating. “How dare you—" “I’ve not even begun to tell you the things I have discovered about you.” Daston giv
It's difficult to shake off years of habits, but I want to. I want to reach out to people and trust them, especially if they have given me a reason to. It’s not an easy decision to embrace a more vulnerable approach rather than laughing it off. “My mother didn’t exactly like me very much, and when
I stare at her, stunned. “You should tell your mate to—" “He won’t do it,” I mumble. “He would much rather I die.” The healer’s eyes soften. “I’m sorry.” I’m still trying to digest this piece of news. “I…” I look up at her. “How long do I have?” The healer brings out a few small bottles of poti







