Neem "I thought you would be done dressing up. We are going to be late." I tell Aden. "These buttons are hell." He mutters. "There should be about a hundred buttons on here.""Hardly." I say, amused. "There are only fifteen."Our clothes in Lyria never had buttons and it's always amusing that something so simple always gives him so much trouble. "Might as well be a hundred." He mutters and shaking my head, I go to help. He stares down at me as I work one button to the next. "You are staring.""I can't help it, you're beautiful." He says and I smile. "One would think you were only seeing me for the first time.""It feels like that sometimes." He says. "Sometimes I wake up amazed to have you by my side.""Only sometimes?" I tease him and he laughs. "Come here." He pulls my lips to his and kisses me and I forget about the buttons as I hold on, revelling in the movement of his lips on mine. I moan when his tongue darts in to taste me and his hands clench conclusively on my ass. "D
Note; this book contains a healthy amount of mature content. Please put it down if you’re underage or particularly sensitive. Thank you and have a nice read!CelineI jump when I hear a sound in the alley, my heart pounding. I catch my lips and increase my pace until I’m nearly running. I shouldn’t have come through the alley, it’s not doing anything for my nerves but it is the fastest route to the club. The light of the club peeps out in the distance and I am truly running now, abandoning all semblance of shame or pride. I can’t do it again this month, I will lose my mind. The night clings to my skin, offensive and threatening. My head runs away with thoughts of eyes in the darkness, thin hands waiting to grip me, to touch me. My feet pound on the asphalt as I run harder. Please goddess, if you ever ever listen to my prayers, not this month. And then I am bursting through the club and gulping lungfuls of air as my jangling nerves start settling. Curse my weakness. No other wolf wo
CelineMy hands are everywhere, fluttering over his body, trying to feel as much of him as I can. He grabs my arms and pins them above my head, pinning me to the wall and kissing me so thoroughly I’m dizzy. His hands are intentional as they move over my body, running over my breasts, cupping them, smoothing over my ass and pulling me against the massive bulge pushing from his trousers. He does a wicked wicked thing with his tongue that makes my knees go liquid and he catches me, pushing me up the wall as I wrap my legs around him. His mouth leaves me and his tongue is at my neck, lapping at the spot he will mark me and I throw my head back, seeing stars. The compulsion to mark me right then and there is strong, I can feel his muscles tensing to stop him from doing that. He pulls back and rips my shirt in two, those intimidating eyes ablaze with desire. “Beautiful.” He runs a hand over a pebbled tip on my breast and I cry out. “Your nipples are begging to be sucked.”“Yes.” I cry o
Alpha LorMales and females hurry out of my way as I prowl forward, my mood darker than the night. I never expected to find my mate. A mate is something pure and beautiful, just like she was. They are not for wolves like me, dark and sadistic. Wolves like me that own the shadows. And I also did not expect that I would be that attracted to her. Her scent drove my wolf to madness. As I fucked her, for the first time my thoughts turned away from the urge to kill and destroy, all of my energy focused on her pleasure. I can still taste her on my tongue, that exquisite honey taste and my wolf snarls and pushes at my skin, demanding to be let out and go back to her. It takes everything in me to keep from changing, from giving in to the murderous thoughts pulsing in my brain to destroy everything around me. I have not felt this out of control in centuries.Tate, my beta is there when I burst into the pack house and he falls in stride with me. “You look like shit.” He says. “I feel worse.”
CelineThe car drops me off and I trudge towards the pack territory with a heavy heart. I felt better this morning, way before I claimed a male that didn’t claim me. Now it feels like something in me is yawning open and my entire being is reaching for something but ending in a free-fall. I feel lost and incomplete. “Celine!” Sandra hurries forward, her face pale with worry. “Hey.” I take my mind off my forlorn feeling. “What’s up?”“Oh my Goddess where have you been? I didn’t see you at the club after the... you know. And you weren’t home when I got back.” “I was still at the club, I was held up by... something.” I don’t want to tell her yet. I’m not finished processing the entire evening myself. “Thank goodness you’re okay.” She says and throws her arms around me. I pull back with a frown. “Why wouldn’t I be?” It’s not like her to be so mushy. She shakes her head, her expression pinched. “What is it?! You’re scaring me Sandra.” I say, looking behind her. The packhorse is eeril
Alpha Lor “The visitors are here.” Ken, my delta and third in command relays. “I’ll be with them shortly.” I felt them cross into my territory, two people that piqued my interest, familiar and yet not. I had plans today, and I’m annoyed they will be derailed by their presence. We so rarely have guests however, so this must be very important. I fix my tie and prowl for the door. They are already waiting for me and I cock my head as I place a hand on the knob. It is shit timing for my wolf to wake, and it is never a good sign when his focus sharpens like now. “We’ll make this short.” I tell Ken and we step in. “I hope you didn’t wait long.” I begin and stop in my tracks. She stares at me in shock beside her escort. I am just as surprised, and I don’t surprise easily. My mate. ‘Mate!’ My wolf roars in my breast, practically beating his chest with ecstasy. ‘Be silent!’ I hiss but it’s useless. The beast has awoken again, because of her. He beats and rattles at his cage, de
CelineI drain the glass of water he offers, my nose wrinkling at the faint scent of death that still lingers around me. I can’t get the petrified body out of my head. It looked way worse than Hart did, perhaps because it has been petrified longer?“Please tell me everything you know about this.” I tell him. He sits on the opposite seat and watches me so unabashedly I’m flustered. He is the only one that can make such intense staring sexy. “Not much.” He says in his deep baritone voice. I’m trying to concentrate so hard, I am, but my mind is blown away to find him in front of me again. I hate how thrilled I am, I hate how ‘weak’ I am in comparison to him. “Whatever magic is involved, it doesn’t leave any traces we can follow. Twenty one males and seven females have been attacked throughout Centuria and none of them survived. It’s either they never saw the attack coming or they never had a chance to escape. Considering each of them die with pain etched on their faces, I would say it
EmmaWhen I step into the room, the first thing I see is her. Pale smooth skin, full breasts, a short gown that hugs her figure in all the right places, tossed hair, blowjob lips, crackling blue eyes, flushed cheeks and a slightly skewed dress. She radiates innocence and yet she is loaded with sensuality. She is intriguing and so damn beautiful I am livid. What the fuck was she doing here alone with my husband? And what the fuck were they up to before I came in?My smile is sticky sweet on my lips as I enter fully into the room. “I’m so sorry I’m late. I heard we had a visitor so I rushed here as fast as I could.”It is hard to get a whiff of her scent, she is so pathetically weak. I pull my lips back from a sneer and keep the smile. When I finally catch her scent, everything clicks into place. I turn my smile on my unimpressed husband while my brain fires furiously. I’ve scented her before, only once, when she marked him. The audacity of the bitch to follow him all the way to his h