Alpha's Dirty Secrets のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 411 - チャプター 420

Home was being buried inside Mara. It was breathing in her scent, feeling her wrapped around his aching body, watching the pleasure dance across her exquisite features. He belonged to his beautiful woman just as much as she belonged to him.The need to come was a fever-pitch inside him. He wanted to spill his seed inside her eager body, to feel her come apart on his cock as she surrendered to him at the same moment he did. He increased the speed of his thrusts, moving a hand down and tapping a talon between her legs.Mara shuddered and cried out, her movements becoming frantic as Demetri scraped his talon along her sex, hard enough to sting lightly but still on the right side of pleasure. He tapped her clit hard and she screamed, rearing up and wrapping her arms around his neck to hold on as he ravished her body."Time to come for me, wife," Demetri growled, continuing to abuse her clit with one long talon. He wrapped his other arm beneath her breasts, curling a large hand around one

Lily sighed sleepily and rolled over. She was immediately struck by the fact that she was alone in the huge bed that dominated what was now her new bedroom. She wasn't really surprised that Mac had come and retrieved her from Liam's room. She had a sleepy memory of his strong arms lifting her up and snuggling into his wide chest. What did surprise her was waking alone again. She'd only spent two nights in the bed since mating with her vampire and both times she'd woken to find him gone.The subtle sound of movement by the window attracted her attention and she pushed her wild hair from her face and rolled over again to see Mac sitting on the loveseat with a pensive expression on his face. Midnight black eyes bored into her, making her feel unsure for a moment before she strengthened her resolve and met his gaze unflinchingly."You seem to have an issue with staying in bed with me," she commented with a yawn, before moving onto her back and staring up at the ceiling with a thoughtful e

Lily was surprised that she didn't feel any jealousy or animosity towards the long dead woman who had once held Mac's heart so completely and still resided in it from the expression on his face when he spoke of her. Her initial reaction had been to be jealous and her wolf had most certainly not been happy about another's claim on her mate.But as Mac had told his story, she'd been transported back into another time, a world so different it was fascinating to listen to. Mac's happiness meant everything to her and she'd learned her lesson from the last time she'd learned about his more recent past and reacted without thinking.Her mate had had a life before her and that was something she had to accept and could never change. And it was hard to think badly of anyone who had given her mate such happiness before they'd met, and her wolf seemed to feel the same way too as she'd settled down now and appeared less agitated."Maybe," Mac answered after a slight pause. He could see questions in

Mac rose from the bed and paced back to the window, staring out for a long time before turning around. "You're probably wondering why I'm telling you this now."Lily met his bleak gaze, tracing every line of anguish still visible on his face. Deep inside, her heart broke a little more. She didn't need Mac to say the words. That he carried the death of his daughter so close even after all this time was a telling factor. The pain cut him so deep he'd probably never truly recover from it. His change in demeanour when having babies was mentioned the day before now made sense.Her wolf howled its anguish and tears gathered in Lily's eyes. "You don't want children."Mac stared into Lily's anguished face, hating himself for putting that expression on it. "I can't, Lily, please try to understand that," he pleaded. "I can't father another child. I can't ever risk losing a child as I lost Sophia. I'd never survive it a second time."Lily blinked and the tears slid down her cheeks. She would nev

"Who's Sophia?"Mac stiffened at Liam's words. "Are you reading my mind?" He couldn't keep the accusatory tone from his voice, his expression hardening.Liam laughed quietly, shaking his head. "Nah, I'm not that good, Mac. You whispered her name just now. You were obviously thinking of her."Had he whispered his daughter's name? Mac moved over to a tree and sank down with his back to it, scrutinising Liam intently as he racked his brain trying to work out if he had spoken. He didn't remember doing it but that didn't mean he hadn't.He was perplexed by his reaction to the redhead. He didn't know Liam, had barely said a handful of sentences to him since he'd arrived at the compound. Why was he having a conversation with him about his relationship and now his daughter?Was this a skill Liam had? He was Vârcolac after all and Mac was aware that the hybrids had a form of magic and skills that far exceeded anything they'd seen before. Was Liam's skill a variation on his empathy that drew pe