JAYDENWhat the hell is wrong with me? Why do I feel so bad about the words she spoke to me? Why do I have the urge to barge to her room, and demand she explain her reasons for asking me to keep my distance? Could it be that I didn't satisfy her as much as I thought I did? Is that the reason she doesn't wish to have a tumble in the hay with me?But that can't be possible! She was moaning like a slut while I fingered her. There is no way she didn't like what I did. Yet, she asked for an end to this, whatever it might be. But I'm certain that I can't give her what she wants. I will have to find a way to get her to rethink her decision…Wait a minute, why do I want her to do that? I can't possibly be falling for her! Yet, I can feel deep down that I don't hate her as much as I thought I did. Hell, I don't hate her and never did. I was only taking my anger at her because of Gordon. He's the one I hate the most in the entire world. I glanced at her closed door. When I returned from sw

CHRYSFucking hell!What is wrong with me?! I dashed into my room, and plopped down on my bed, winded from the confrontation I had with my stepson. Goddess. My pussy contracted at the thought of what just happened with my freaking stepson. Goddess of mercy. How the hell did I end up with someone like him?! Not only is he handsome, and seems to be my mate, but he has a way with words that always leaves me panting each time he whispers into my ear. Without a moment of thought, I hastily removed my clothes and slid my fingers into my already wet pussy, finger fucking myself and imagining his fingers as the ones doing all the work. Fuck!It didn't take long for me to orgasm at the thoughts of my devil stepson. I lay on the bed, panting like a wolf in heat. Speak of heat.My heart skipped a beat. As an Alpha female, I only have my heat twice a year, unlike the Omegas who have theirs almost all the months of the year. The twice a year I experience heat is during our mating season and

JAYDENWatching them being all lovey-dovey with each other, caused me to clench my fists as I stared at them. I felt this urge in me to march over there and rip her out of his embrace. It's funny how I'm thinking of taking another man's wife, but the damned slut is to blame. She was the one who made me feel this way when it shouldn't be so. She made me crave the forbidden, and now she's speaking to her husband as if she weren't moaning as she slurped my cock. Fucking hell! I gritted my teeth, clenched my fists, and turned my back to them, yet, I felt empty. My heart hurts, and I damned hell don't know what that means. The only thing I know is I must have her before Gordon does. I must fuck her hard and mark her, spoiling her for him. As vampires, we don't eat leftovers. No vampire will willingly take another that has been marked. That was why I wanted to do that to her, render her useless for him, and make her fall for me. Wait a minute. What the damned hell am I thinking of?!

He laid me back on the bed and his eyes went to my breasts. I patiently waited for a frown to mar his face, but nothing of that sort happened. His eyes got so golden, it took my breath away. “Perfect,” he pressed my breasts with his large hands, fondling it like one would do a squishy toy. “Your breasts are perfect for my hands,” he leaned down to kiss it, slowly swirling his tongue around my nipples. “Fuck!” I cried out, arching my back as my pussy got wetter. I clenched it, feeling the start of an uncomfortable feeling down there. The urge to touch myself there was too much for me to ignore. I don't know what it is about Jayden that drives me crazy half of the time. “I love the cries you make when you are aroused,” he kissed my left nipple before he sucked it into his mouth, causing me to scream out in pleasure.“That's right, scream it out to the entire world, so they will know what a slut you are,” he chuckled, sucking on my left nipple as if it's a lollipop he can't get enoug

“Chrys,” he whispered back, breathing with every syllable, and brought his mouth to mine again. The way he murmured my name turned me on. It sounded so much like a prayer, arousing me further as my pussy dripped with my arousal. I sat up slightly, reaching for his shirt and breaking away from him only long enough to yank it off him. Just like him, I was eager for a touch. His skin underneath the shirt was luminous and smooth, almost hairless. His abdomen almost chiselled, harder than that of the Alphas in my pack. His face and body put the other men to shame. I have never met —and I doubt I will ever meet — someone like him. He's the man every mother warns their children about. “Fuck me,” I whispered, running my hand up and down his chest, feeling the need to push him to the bed and ride him until he breaks. He reached behind me to unzip my dress and unclasp my bra. I stood and let the dress fall to the floor, and my bra quickly followed it, leaving me just standing there in pant