LOGINMelissa watched Poppy walk out of the Great Hall with a sinking feeling in her stomach. She knew she should have just told Poppy that Callum asked her to eat with Malcom and the inner circle to discuss security measures for the mating ceremony that was fast approaching. She knew that Poppy was feeling anxious about her relationship with Malcom.
It was, after all, the first long term relationship she’d ever been in. And she had been so jaded by her past, that it was hard for her to beli
Poppy eagerly stepped over the pool of fabric at her feet and walked toward Malcom, her mouth watering at the thought of him naked. All those glorious muscles; that long, thick dick. His knot that he promised her but also hadn’t given her yet.Her pussy was weeping at the thought of what was to come, a thick trail of slick was soaking her panties and dripping down her thighs. “Yes daddy.” She kept her head lowered but peered up at him through her lashes.“God, lass, ye’ll be the death of me.” He muttered as she stepped in front of him, running her hands up his chest, slipping them under his suit jacket and slowly pushing it from his shoulders.She was torturing him, she knew. But it was also a powerful feeling to know that she and she alone could bring this giant of an alpha to his knees, begging for her.Once the jacket hit the floor, she slowly started with his tie, unknotting it and slipping it out of his collar. His Adam’s apple bobbed as the expensive silk slid away.“Are ye try
Poppy was swept up in the whole whirlwind of the day. Malcom meeting her half way and carrying her to alter was the last thing she clearly remembered. They said their vows, but she was a mess of tears as he promised to love and cherish her for all of eternity. Hers were pretty similar. Callum and Melissa, Raphe and Eve had all taken their turn promising a life with each other.Myrna was right, it was really similar to a human wedding. With one glaring exception: there was no exchange of rings.Malcom and Myrna had told her that Lycans did things differently. Instead of a piece of jewelry, they marked their mates. But what exactly that meant, Poppy wasn’t sure.All she really knew was that it didn’t happen during the ceremony.By the time the celebration of the triple mating had started, Poppy was a horny mess. Hell, she’d been horny since before the Council meeting.Ever since they’d returned, Malcom had been diligent in making sure she had multiple orgasms a day. What he hadn’t done
Malcom stood at the moon alter and straightened his tie for the thousandth time. He’d never thought he would be here. Prepared to vow his eternal love to his fated mate, two of his best friends on either side of him, waiting for their mates as well.Not even a year ago he had been looking for a way to avoid the forced mating to Natalia Reacher. He had never expected to find Poppy, that she would be as amazing as she was. That they would face the Council, uncover a corrupt plan to control the Lycan world, unveil an underground research facility that was torturing both Lycan and human subjects. That Henry and Natalia Reacher would be dead. That Callum and Raphe would both find their fated ones, too. That all three females were also part of a strange line of women called the Daughters of Hecate. He still didn’t really understand that one. Poppy had explained it like they were a sisterhood who shared similar genetic mutations. Those mutations made them more susceptible to the Lycan gene
Melissa was overwhelmed. Which was a bit of an understatement, but she really didn’t have any other words to express her feelings.There was just so much going on. She had, apparently incorrectly, thought that once the whole Council meeting was over things would calm down.She should have known better. There were far too many things to do once they got back to the clan seat. Callum, Owen, and Raphe were busy checking all the security issues. Michelle was in full assistant mode running all the other assistants while Malcom spent most of his time with Poppy. And Eve was spending a lot of time with her daughter and Dr. Fiona to process the trauma of what had happened to them. Even Scott and Fern had duties; someone mentioned something about liaison to the next Forest Run Alpha. Someone mentioned Scott might have Alpha tendencies.Melissa hadn’t paid much attention to that; she was more concerned about what she was having to do during this time.Myrna was in full mate ceremony planning s
Poppy dropped to her knees. Her ass was on fire. Her pussy wet and wanting. And his cock looked amazing.Something primordial stirred inside her. A part of her that loved how he asserted his dominance. How he both protected and used her.She was both his precious treasure and his wanton whore. Licking her lips, she stared up at him. Malcom’s eyes were dark with desire as he looked at her, face inches from his huge dick.“What do you want me to do, daddy?” She asked, all sweetness and innocence, though she knew full well what exactly he wanted from her in that moment.“Suck me off, love.” His voice was gravely with need and rough with his command.Malcom wove one hand through her short strands, tugging her head closer to his penis.“Open wide, like a good girl.” He rubbed the tip of his cock on her lips, coating them with his pre cum, “I’m goin’ to fuck yer mouth. And ye are going to drink down every last drop. No spills.”“Yes, daddy.” She moaned, opening her mouth as wide as she cou
Malcom looked at Poppy, her pupils were blown with desire, cheeks flushed a pretty pink that made her smattering of freckles stand out even more. Her breathing was shallow and fast.She took a minute to process his command, but finally, with shaking hands, she slowly, tantalizingly started to take off her clothes. First, her shirt, the trembling of her fingers made it hard for her to do the buttons, but she eventually was able to slip her blouse off her shoulders. Her plain white bra with the small pink bow between her breasts was the most beautiful think he’d ever seen. Her generous breasts gleamed at the top of her bra cups, the skin almost glowing in the light of the room. They bounced a little with her movements. Malcom bit back a groan as he watched her take off her bra. She really had the most perfect tits, he thought. It took everything in him not to reach out and pinch her pert, pink nipples. But this wasn’t about pleasure, not his, not hers; not yet at least.This was about
Natalia frowned. She hated frowning, it gave one wrinkles, but right now, she couldn’t quite help it.The Council had decreed that Malcom and Poppy would be called to a meeting in less than two weeks. They would have to publicly prove
Poppy had no idea where she was when she woke up. The room was airy and bright, though on the small side. The bed she was on was made out of rough beams but had a comfortable mattress and she was covered with a handmade, colorful quilt.There were dried herbs and flowers on the wall.
Eve never thought she be turned on by being called a slut. It was a name she’d associated with humiliation and degradation. But hearing Raphe call her his good little slut turned her on.She felt wanton and sexy and desired as his hands tugged on her short strands, guiding her head a
Stephan had no idea if it was night or day. And he really didn’t care. He wasn’t sure how long he’d been in the Facility, but he wasn’t too concerned about tracking time right now.He was more concerned with the information he had learned.Dr. Aarons had been







