Black Widow Eat Male Novels & Stories

-He's really pissed off- he muttered. Dominic then went to the woman who was crying silently and removed the bag, meeting Natacha. His fangs grew inside his mouth wanting to tear the skin of one of the two and his eyes turned an intense green. The warehouse filled with thick alpha pheromone. Madox smiled seeing his friend out of place. It was good for him to lose control once in a while so he could relax better afterwards.

because the bond was screaming at him to give her what she needed, to provide for his mate, to submit to her hunger. "Dr. Thorne," Damian managed, his voice strained. "You should probably leave now." "Already heading out," Dr. Thorne said, grabbing her medical bag and practically dragging Mrs. Blackwood toward the door. "Call me when... when it's safe to come back. And congratulations on your mate's successful transformation." The door slammed shut. Eve didn't even notice. Her entire focus was on Damian, on the sexual energy radiating from him, on the feast that was three alpha wolves bonded to her.

The two animals crash into the wall, the force of the impact making the floorboards groan. It isn't a fight. It’s a slaughter. The black wolf is twice the size of the other one. It moves with a terrifying, graceful power. There is a sound of snapping bone and a final, sharp yelp. Then, there is only the sound of heavy breathing. Juniper peeks over the banister. The red-eyed beast is gone—dragged out into the yard. The black wolf stands in her kitchen, his fur stained with dark blood. He turns his head and looks up at her.

It would give them a chance to interfere in pack matters. Just as these thoughts crossed my mind, making my heart feel constricted under the pressure, the blank screen finally connected the call and the face of an unknown man appeared on the screen. Alpha Krimson had long black hair that touched his shoulders. It reminded me of Darcia in his late teens. But somehow, this man managed to make it look intimidating and professional at the same time. However, the most noticeable feature about the man who seemed to be built like a tank, were his bright red eyes. A definitive sign of a rogue wolf.

I stood by the heavy velvet drapes of the mahogany – panelled study, breathing in an atmosphere that was clinical and beautifully cruel. Isabella Moretti, the so – called Black Widow, sat in her own high – backed leather chair, her wrists zip – tied tightly to the arms. Brent sat at her massive desk, his three laptops humming with a frantic, electronic energy that mirrored the dark thrill racing through my own veins.

he told Edward who quickly jogged after us. ★★★★★ The ride home was very long and silent, Wymond's still fuming beside me at the backseat and honestly, I don't even know how to calm him down. It's a miracle he left with me after our kiss, though he's being glaring daggers at my hands as if his eyes could cut them off -I guess he still can't get the picture of Drake holding my hands off his head. Normal alphas are ten times possessive over their mates than normal wolves, since Wymond's the King of all supernatural creatures, he must be feeling every emotions twenty times more.

Johnny smirked in response. Slater looked around in confusion. “I don’t get it?” Still chuckling, Max replied, “The king of one-liners doesn’t get it! Dude, the male praying mantis loses his head after mating! The female eats it.” Max finished the rest of the meal in amused silence as the other men chattered about their new interest in rugby and how it differed to American football. He was just about to stand when Slater took him unawares. “I studied Abby’s medical records last night. Fucking brutal.” Intensity rolled off Slater.

-HUDSON'S POV- "Fuck me, Uh!" My head is cocked to the side to view the angle that the man has the woman at. His dick was big but mine is larger due to my wolf genes, and he's a puny human but fit and muscular. He switched positions and flipped the woman over. There were pounding sex sounds, as well as man grunts and flesh slapping. From behind, the man thrust his cock into and out of the woman, squeezing her ass while she leaned on the table, groaning and writhing.

I watched as Alpha Alexander walked up to him. “A…. Alpha” he panicked. “I told you one thing Hendrick, didn’t I?” Alpha Alexander shot out. “Y… you said don’t hurt her, but I thought you wouldn’t mind since she is just an omega” he shook in fear. “Ple….” The next thing I heard was a gurgling sound as Alpha Alexander’s claw sank into the man’s throat, ripping it apart. I watched his blood go everywhere and watched the lifeless body of the man fall to the floor.

That throne would have a grenade thrown at it once all was said and done. He had a woman on her knees as she sucked his cock, his hand shoving her down until she was gagging and choking. I wondered how he would feel if he had a pencil dick shoved down his throat. He had another woman completely naked, and he was feeding from her tit. That had to fucking hurt. Tears streamed down her face. Blood trailed down his chin. What a messy and wasteful eater. I looked at my people who all gave me a nod. My eyes locked onto Jackson’s.