All Chapters of Claimed by the Wildwoods Pack: Her Triad Fate : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Becca wanted to turn and give the guy who looked like he’d never seen a razor a piece of her mind. How dare he talk to her like she should have known that was his space? Razzy was the one who’d dared her, and she’d been stupid enough to fall for it.She glanced around the ballroom but didn’t see the girl. She’d tuned out Drayken and his suave Casanova personality. The guy knew just what to say to a woman. Unfortunately for him, Becca was more aggravated over the other man than interested in talking to Drayken. Something about the jerk stuck with her. His eyes. Behind all that anger and anti-social bullshit, she’d seen so much sadness.They reached Charlotte and her mates; Brecc and Eros proceeded to have a conversation with Drayken.“Where did you go?” Charlotte asked. “I looked all over for you?”“Your sister had the misfortune of walking into Vikter’s lair.” Drayken smiled.“Thankfully, I heard him roaring at her and saved her from his clutches.”Becca had to stop herself from roll

Becca glanced down the thousand-foot drop with trepidation. She really needed to say no whenever someone dared her to do something. But it was like a disease. She wanted to prove she could do whatever was asked of her.“This isn’t really fair, Charlotte,” Becca yelled over her shoulder. “I don’t know anything about these sheets.”Charlotte’s giggles sounded behind Becca.“You said you’d do it. No backing out now.”Becca growled. She didn’t know what the hell she was doing, but she knew Charlotte had gotten the thin sheet to wrap around Becca’s arms and legs, meeting at her waist. She swore the sheet wasn’t that big, but it had grown to fit around her torso and hung down her back like a homemade parachute—a very flimsy one.“Won’t you feel bad if I die trying to fulfill a dare?” Becca asked. “I’m your favorite sister!”“You’re my only sister.” Charlotte giggled. “You’re not going to die, you wuss,” Charlotte said. “Jump already.”She prayed she wouldn’t land like a pancake on the icy g

She had a quiet stare-off with him, watching his features go from slightly bored to intently seductive. A bowl of dark soup was placed in front of each of them, and Drayken asked Razzy a question Becca missed due to the hand on her lap. Vikter slid his hand higher up her leg toward her inner thigh. The pants she’d worn appeared to be perfect for whatever he had in mind. The stupid smart material created slits, giving his hand access to her bare skin.She gasped and picked up her wine, taking a big gulp to stop herself from moaning at the little circles he made on her inner thigh. A hot shudder slid over her bare arms, up to the back of her neck. She’d worn a soft strapless top to match the pants, and now she wished she’d worn a sweater.Vikter grinned. “Thirsty, darling?”That bastard. He wanted to play games with her after the way he’d treated her the day before. She didn’t appreciate it. The closer he got to her crotch, the less she could look away from him.“What do you think, Be

She gulped down a breath of air and nodded. “I’m not just wet. I’m ready. I want you in me. Fucking me.”She didn’t care how easy she sounded at the moment. All her thoughts had moved to her pussy and the cock rubbing her entrance.He lifted and pulled her body up with him. The jets continued beating around them. He sat on one of the edges of the Jacuzzi and glanced down at her face. “Come here, beautiful. Bring me your body.”His rumbling tone shot shivers down her spine. There was a distinct possibility that if he continued talking, she’d come from listening to him.That could be used as serious advertisement for the planet. “Shifters so hot, they make you come with words.”The giant tub could fit three people easily. Shiny white, with silver metal jets, it was the ultimate Jacuzzi she’d ever been in. Like everything else in the room, the tub also had artificial intelligence. A small bench seat slowly pulled from one of the sides, big enough for him to sit on.She straddled him,

Becca woke with a smile. She stretched on her bed and sighed, letting her body go lax. The scent of coffee woke her up. Coffee?She jerked her eyes open and glanced around. Light filled her room. Unlike the previous night, when the room provided dark colors to go with her long hours of sex with Vikter, the room was now a pale yellow. Everything was bright and cheerful inside it: exactly the way she felt.She hopped out of bed, ignoring her naked state, and winced. Damn that dragon had some serious stamina. Her back hurt, and she could barely walk. She shuffled to the table where she saw what looked like a coffee carafe with mugs waiting. Someone had been nice enough to bring her coffee. Thank god.She lifted a folded piece of paper.It isn’t what you call coffee, but we’ve been told it smells and tastes like it. I hope you enjoy it. V.She grinned. A man who fucked her stupid and gave her coffee? All she needed was bacon, and he’d be a keeper.She poured the not-coffee into a mug an