“Ah. That’s it. So good…” Hugh hums. “Mark me up, baby.”Encouraged by the lust in his voice, as well as the rock hard dick I feel jumping insistently against my thigh and backside, I move onto the next mark and then the next. I cover each of the marks I see on him with one of my own.As I do, his h
Declan’s POVI prefer working in the early morning hours when the rest of the world is asleep. There’s something soothing about the world around 3 and 4 am. Nothing is due that early. All the bars are closed, the coffee shops not yet open. It feels like a stolen, frozen moment.I also enjoy how very
Conrad sets aside his coffee and takes the paperwork from me. Immediately, his disposition sours. He glares at the papers like they personally offended him.I know the feeling.“You saw her leave this?” Conrad asks.“Yes. There’s no mistake.”“What?” Hugh asks, leaning forward. “What is it?”“Ollie
Ollie’s POV“How dare you steal our birthday present for Sylvia!” The quadruplet Alphas glared at me as if I were something filthy. “Give it back to her! Now!"Three years ago, they found Sylvia, their "real sister". While I, their once-spoilt sister, quickly became nothing more than a servant to th
Ollie’s POVI lift my shaky hands to the straps of my sundress and ever so slowly push one off my shoulder. I’m wearing a strapless lacy bra beneath, so now my clavicle and the bare curve of my shoulder is revealed for them.Then, with a small tug, the top of the dress slinks down to my waist, catch
Ollie’s POVI nod. I can’t keep my own face from falling. This isn’t the first time I’ve been punished in the last three years, but this time still feels different.I think… I’m tired of trying. I tell Ella, “I’ve let the brothers disappoint me for the last time.”“What are you planning?” Ella asks.
Ollie’s POVSylvia’s glare turns a bit wild, like she can’t believe what’s happening.It is the first time she has failed to manipulate me by using my feelings for the quadruplets.Then the bell sounds, signaling homeroom is about to start. Sylvia and her minions are forced to return to their seats.
Ollie’s POVThe day of the Mating Gala, my birthday, quickly approaches.I awake that morning with a mix of trepidation and anticipation making knots twist in my stomach. My wolf should manifest today, though I have no idea when. It could happen at any time.All day I wait, but my wolf does not reve
Conrad sets aside his coffee and takes the paperwork from me. Immediately, his disposition sours. He glares at the papers like they personally offended him.I know the feeling.“You saw her leave this?” Conrad asks.“Yes. There’s no mistake.”“What?” Hugh asks, leaning forward. “What is it?”“Ollie
Declan’s POVI prefer working in the early morning hours when the rest of the world is asleep. There’s something soothing about the world around 3 and 4 am. Nothing is due that early. All the bars are closed, the coffee shops not yet open. It feels like a stolen, frozen moment.I also enjoy how very
“Ah. That’s it. So good…” Hugh hums. “Mark me up, baby.”Encouraged by the lust in his voice, as well as the rock hard dick I feel jumping insistently against my thigh and backside, I move onto the next mark and then the next. I cover each of the marks I see on him with one of my own.As I do, his h
Ollie’s POVI can tell Hugh is angry, but since I don’t know why exactly, I can only brace myself as he steps into the room and slams closed the door behind him. Immediately, I push myself up to my feet, not wanting to be sitting down for what I’m sure is an argument about to ensue.He turns on me,
“Omegas can be emotional,” Wes says. “You will want to quickly learn how to get control of that, Ollie, before it gets you into trouble. You will not be speaking to me that way again.”Unlike Conrad, who loves to dole out the orders here and there, Wes generally has a gentler touch. At least, he did
Ollie’s POVWes’s eyes narrow as he looks between Ella and me. He’s clearly suspicious, and in all fairness, we aren’t giving him much reason not to be. Ella and I both have wild-eyed looks while we sit up ramrod straight, her on the chair, me on the bed. For all the world, we look like we were up t
If he shows, he shows. If he doesn’t, I’ll just have to find some other way to deal with this cursed mating bond.Ella sees what I type and send, and though her face is somewhat pinched with concern, she doesn’t voice any of it out loud.“I brought my laptop down,” she says and gestures to it sittin
Ollie’s POVWhen I blink my eyes open again, I’m in my bed in my bedroom. Ella is sitting in a chair pulled up beside the bed. She was reading a book, which she now places down into her lap. Seeing that I’m awake, she immediately asks, “Why did you let things get this bad again?”She knows as well a
“Why did you stop?” the woman asks. She’s frowning at me now.Gods, I did stop! Right in the middle of fucking her!I had thought having a fated mate was a blessing that would lead to the best sex of my life. Little did I know it was also a curse, making all my other sexual exploits feel dull in com