All Chapters of Falk Clan Tales: Steamy Shifter Clan Romance of Power and Mate Bonds: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sander closed his eyes, testing the sincerity of her words. Yes, she spoke the truth. She was more than willing to give herself to him.Him. Unworthy of her perfection. Disfigured beast destined to roam alone.He sighed, the struggle not to give in to his doubts was great. Es Meus. He felt his Dragon vying for control. The great white beast demanded he claim her. Es Meus, the growl grew louder in his head.“Noelle, if I, if we do this, I do not think I-”“Shh, Sander, I want this, here and now, with you.”She flexed her hips against his hand and loved the way his eyes closed on his groan of pleasure. She reached down the length of his body boldly with warm, gentle hands.He watched as she tugged his briefs down and used her foot to push the material all the way down. When he was bare to her, she gasped with eyes wide and bright. She bit her lower lip and ran her hands over the swell of his cock.Sander hissed as she stroked him tentatively. She opened her legs wide and wr

“Okay, my guys arrive in a half-hour to start stringing the lights out front, the tree is coming fifteen minutes after that, and my two sous chefs will be here at three to start prepping the food. It’s finger-foods, so nothing complicated. Then we have gifts for the kids. Oh, and I was wondering if you wanted that is, if you didn’t have plans, maybe you’d like to have Christmas dinner with me and my family, no pressure-”Noelle’s mouth was moving a mile a minute, but she didn’t care. After he’d shown her his Dragon, Sander had dragged her back to bed and made love to her again. To say it was fantastic would be a gross understatement.They’d been lucky her employees ran late at the market, otherwise they’d have been caught in several compromising situations. They’d only just picked up the clothes they’d left strewn about.She was so happy. She could hardly contain herself. She hummed Christmas carols as she started decorating and making notes for her staff. She almost didn’t hear

He shook the snow off his leather shoes and wandered the hall until he reached the ballroom. Piles of mouth-watering food were beautifully arranged on long silver trays. Mini quiches, croquettes, sliced fruit, a wide variety of cheeses and crackers, cocktail sausages, tiny little finger sandwiches, and so much more. His mouth watered, but he bypassed the trays looking for something else to satisfy him.A crystal bowl full of sparkling cranberry punch sat on a cheerfully decorated table with dozens of little crystal glasses surrounding it. It looked tempting and sweet. Sander smiled as he automatically associated it with Noelle. She was sweet alright, and he longed to taste her again. There were smaller tables set with comfortable looking chairs surrounding a space that had been cleared for a dance floor.Playing cards and board games were arranged on small shelves for easy access around the room, as well as ornament and cookie decorating stations. The teens from the outreach progra

When they were utterly spent, Sander lifted his mate and carried her to the bed righting her clothing as he did. He watched as Noelle’s pleasure glazed eyes found his mating mark on her body. The identical, though smaller, marking on her chest was the same teal blue color.She ran her hands over the delicate blue rose and sighed, “Oh Sander, it’s beautiful.”“You are beautiful, my love. And I do love you, Noelle, you’re my one true mate. My first Christmas gift. My sapphire rose is yours.”“I love you too.”“I’ve another, more traditional gift for you, my Noelle,” he helped her stand and straighten her dress, dropping soft kisses on her neck and lips. He reached in to his pocket and pulled out a velvet box.“We’re not like normals, you’ve been raised by Werewolves, and I’m a Dragon. I don’t need to tell you that I’ve marked you, my love and that you’re mine forever as I am yours. This symbol of our bond is for you. Es meus, we say in our language,” he opened the box.Inside

Joselyn looked down at her cell phone and cringed. It was her business line. The one she used for her psychic website. Customers could phone in their questions for a fee as opposed to filling out the online form and buying a package.She offered tarot card readings, dream interpretations, clairvoyant readings, scrying and more. A lot of people thought this kind of thing was uber scammy, you know, run by con artists and criminals. But every now and then, someone was, in fact, the real deal. Joselyn Coracao was that real deal. She was a Witch. An actual, magic-wielding Witch.All Witches have talents or gifts, and for Joselyn, that meant her psychic capabilities. Most Witches don’t receive their gifts until after they’ve reached puberty, but not her. Nope, she was reading other people’s minds and getting visions since she could speak.Not an easy thing for a child to understand. Especially, given the number of inappropriate thoughts that went through people’s minds every second. No