บททั้งหมดของ The Daddy Alpha’s Little Human: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

Eve never thought she be turned on by being called a slut. It was a name she’d associated with humiliation and degradation. But hearing Raphe call her his good little slut turned her on.She felt wanton and sexy and desired as his hands tugged on her short strands, guiding her head as she sucked him off. It was hot. The way he fucked her mouth, the dirty words coming from his lips, the mess they were making. The slight choking sensation when she moved her hands, not enough to fully cut off her air, but enough to heighten her pleasure. It was all at once too much and not enough.He reached down with his free hand and gave a gentle tug to the chain connecting her clamps, tugging at her nipples and clit simultaneously. The sting triggered another orgasm and she screamed around his cock as her pussy spammed, leaking so much cum, a puddle was forming on the bed.“Do you like that, lass?” His rough voice washed over her.She couldn’t ans

Malcom was normally a patient and calm male. He was usually able to see a problem from all sides and be able to identify the how and when behind an issue. To find a solution that would work in the best interest of everyone involved.But this wasn’t a time where he could be impartial. Where he could be patient. This was his mate.And she had been missing for twenty-four hours with no clues as to what happened to her.He and Callum and Raphe stood in the clearing. Malcom was holding Poppy’s backpack like a lifeline while they watched Eve slowly walk around the clearing.He wasn’t sure what he hoped or expected her to find, but she was his only hope at this point.If Eve couldn’t figure out where she was, he didn’t know what else to do. And he couldn’t live without Poppy.“The Council meeting

Natalia frowned.  She hated frowning, it gave one wrinkles, but right now, she couldn’t quite help it.The Council had decreed that Malcom and Poppy would be called to a meeting in less than two weeks. They would have to publicly prove their mate bond through a series of tests.She wasn’t quite sure what all the tests were. Anna had been rather vague on that one. But she did know that at some point, Poppy would be called to prove her wolf’s strength through a series of trials, one of which was fighting a challenger.According to Lycan law, if two Lycans claimed the same mate, they would fight for the right to bond. The winner would be the one to claim the mate bond. The only exception was in the case of a fated pair. Fate trumped strength in those instances.But the Council was going to forgo that tidbit, sort of. Poppy would have to prove her strength, but Natalia winning in a test of comb

Melissa hated feeling useless. Callum was off trying to find Poppy and keep Malcom from doing something stupid. New girl, Eve, was apparently a master tracker who could help out, but she knew shit about Poppy. But Eve got to go play detective while Melissa had to sit on her butt at the castle and pretend everything was OK.“You haven’t touched your coffee.” Myrna observed. She was back from where ever she had been to find the perfect something for a mating ceremony that may or may not happen now. When told about Poppy’s disappearance, she had raised one elegant eyebrow and sighed dramatically.“I’m not in the mood.” Melissa groused, glaring at the woman who seemed unfazed by all the commotion. “And you don’t have to sit here and stare at me all day. I know you have better things to do.”“Yes, I do. Just like you have better things than to pout about being left out.” Myrna sipped her espresso, looking at Melissa over the rim of her cup, “So what are you going to do about all this? Sit

 Melissa was panting by the time they approached the remote cottage. Surrounded by sparse trees and an overgrown garden, sat a run down building that had a patchy thatched roof. The whole thing looked like a strong wind, or a small sneeze, would knock it over.There was a rickety old fence, mostly covered in vines and bushes, but a wobbly gate still blocked the overgrown path.“Someone lives here?” Melissa looked around in disbelief. “Are you sure they still live here?”“Positive.” Myrna grinned a little. “I can smell her. Can’t you?”Melissa took a tentative sniff of the air. She wasn’t as practiced as Myrna at tapping into her Lycan senses, but yes, there. Just faintly. The smell of another Lycan.Myrna gingerly opened the gate and ushered Melissa through. Together they walked up the old path to the front door. Path was a generous term, Melissa thought sourly as they stepped