Adam Taurus Novels & Stories

I dash inside the mansion and reach my bag on the couch, I run back to the gate where Alice was waiting. As we got out of the big gate, I saw Adam leaning on his car while he was on a call. His eyes wandered around and landed on us. He flaunts a smile and opens the passenger door of his Ferrari Portofino M. Caleb has the same Ferrari but that's a 2022 Ferarri F8 model.

Taurus shifted back into his human form. Eliza fell to her knees, panting as she scooped up water with her palms and sipped thankfully. She fixed her gaze on Taurus as he transitioned. A blush spread across the she-wolf's face as she took in the sight of her future husband's naked body. She loved what she was seeing. She knew his appendage would rock her world for the rest of her life. He had a gigantic penis. “Take a picture, it'll last longer,” Taurus spoke as he was in control.

It didn't help that he was so panty-dropping gorgeous either. Adrastus was a tall man, looking to April like he may be in his mid-thirties, beautifully tanned skin housed his impressive physique, and the blue short-sleeved button-up he was wearing emphasized well-honed, corded muscle, covered in dark tattoo's. As April's gaze wandered further up she noticed his neck had a tattoo that appeared to be glowing. Written in Greek scripture were the words "If I must be owned, at least chain me to someone who will let me fly free."

Looking straight will help,’ Maxine thought. Because the moment she looked forward, she saw Adam standing from afar. Seeing his face helped her found her sanity among the beasts. Maxine stared at the man from afar. Adam was wearing blue match suits with black turtle neck underneath. Instead of wearing his black piercing, his only accessory is his golden watch. His former hair’s color was black, but this time, Maxine noticed he dyed it into something; like purple? Maroon? She couldn't tell the exact color. It looks like black but when the light hits it, it shone like purple. His hairstyle is brushed up, exposing his forehead and Maxine thinks that seeing his forehead is sexier than seeing hi

"Well fuck me, I'd like to tap that ass someday" Alpha Connor speaks up suddenly from his seated position on the bar, along with the rest of them. Adryan had just formed an alliance with the man, he was the Alpha of the Wood Creek Pack in the south. They had vast lands and resources Adryan knew would come in handy one day. Otherwise the man had a vile personality. He had a reputation of sleeping around a lot with the she - wolves, mated and unmated alike. He was twenty one years old, young and dumb as they come.

“How do I look?” “Gorgeous. As always.” We joined the stream of trainees heading to the training field. The air buzzed with nervous energy as five Alphas stood before us, commanding attention without even trying. But my eyes locked on only one. ”Adrian” He carried his father’s legendary aura and his own raw power like a second skin. Tall, broad-shouldered, with sharp features and an intensity that made the morning cold feel suddenly warmer. When he spoke, explaining our purpose here and the brutal expectations ahead, his voice rolled over the field like thunder,calm, authoritative, impossible to ignore.

He looked at Avara directly. "I, Zain Adolphus, alpha of Atena pack that rules other packs, reject you as my mate. You cannot be my Luna. The moon goddess made a mistake."

she said softly, sincerity lacing her voice, and Adah smiled, waving her off. When she turned around, her words caught in her throat. Orion had just tugged the tunic over his head. The fabric stretched tight across his chest before settling against his broad shoulders. For a fleeting second, the movement exposed the ridges of his abs, the muscles tightening and flexing in a way that made her mouth go dry. Heat rushed to her cheeks. The memory of the night before flashed in her head: the feeling of his body pressed against hers, his breath hot against her skin.

He asks, wiggling his eyebrows. “Oh, hell yes. I think I might ride your dick first before I tet her again.” What? You cant blame me. Adam is a Greek god. He's fucking hot. I mean, oh, sweet lawd, when I say hot, I mean hot like Ian Somerholder and Rob Lowe. My eyes travel to his chest, and ladies and gentlemen, I think I just had my five orgasm for the night. Kiding, but holy mother of all things good, it’s magnificent. He has muscles everywhere. I have never seen this many muscles in my life. I mean, in movies yes, but in real life? Nah, the men I usually fuck don't have muscles. “Are you done staring or do you want to continue eye-fucking me?” Adam's voice brings me back to reality.

Someone is dying! She mumbled to herself when it rang again. This time she rose up to her feet with the intention to check the caller id when the door of the washroom opens diverting her attention as she turned and the next instance her eyes widen when a half naked Adam steps out in just a towel wrapped around his torso. He was looking like a Greek God with all those fine muscles and biceps that can shame models for sure. His tan skin was glistening with droplets of water from his body looking all hot!