Todos los capítulos de Happily Ever Mate : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 5

His lips kept dominating mine, sucking each other as if we had never eaten anything else before. I couldn’t stop rubbing myself on his chest. My concealed moans from being devoured by his were driving him to the edge. I could feel his pre-cum in my hand. We weren’t ever supposed to mix. A black wolf mixing with a white wolf was the devil’s work, yet here we were, ravishing each other as if we needed one another like we needed air. We were of the same height yet built almost opposite. As a white wolf, my complexion was white as dark snow, my eyes white as pearls, and the moon shined through them. As tall but slim in body, I was no match for the man that roamed my now exposed chest with his tough hand taping over my sensitive, sore breasts, stretching my bare skin till he heard my cries muffled in his mouth, all as his other hand rubbed my front lower abdomen reaching enough to grab in between my legs pumping into me his thick fing

Our last conversations were boring, as our parents entertained us during our walk to the main dining room. We passed the wall of glass that could show our land. The land was always covered in snow, never disturbing the lives of others who commonly went on their merry way and then returned to us again. Around our land, as it does to the other three rulers, were the villages of the Vargr. They were wolves that couldn’t shift. They were always kept in watchful eyes, as my father warned before he bragged of the power we would be holding, for the Vargr could create havoc in inappropriate times. I feared father may be delusional. Arriving at the dining, Irvan assisted me to my seat, pleased with the arrangements for our circumstances. He was indeed a gentleman when his ego had not company him. Eating our dinner in the blink of an eye, I heard Ivan shout, mortified at what had come to happen to him. I was still not pleased by his natural nature, yet lo

How my heart couldn’t stop drumming to Leonidas' presence. What a beautiful man! My cheeks were warm from his presence, and my hands were moist from the unfamiliar desire. Just as my sights searched for something, I realized I had no reason behind these desires, as my mind described what I had captured, the sight of his button-up shirt, remembering now his details of a small red bow tying his shirt uptight, having red shorts for trousers, and black dressing shoes, he filled in his garments well enough to have made my tiny body react pretty differently from how Ivan’s body makes me respond. He was breathtaking with his body features, with a rectangle face and a clef chin, dimples on either cheek and messy, thick, straight black hair. He was well built for a young boy of twelve years of age, yet as he towered over my delicate frame like a beast of a man, I did not fear him, as I should have felt some fear towards him, that was a mystery to me, like peaking into