Bond Of Beast Desire Novels & Stories

Vins Bond snarled. “But you have never objected any of us whenever we picked a human as a sex pet.” Damon said in a surprised tone. “You can have every other humans as your sex pets but not this one! She is mine! And I will fucking kill anyone who touches her!" Vins Bonds growled out. He was really trying to control himself from uttering such words but the wolf side of his existence wouldn’t let him have his way. The scent of her blood was strange but sweet and delightful in his nostrils and all his wolf wanted was to claim her immediately.

But Desire had something he didn’t: a plan. “Let’s be clear,” she continued, leaning forward, her gaze piercing. “I’m not here to undermine Chase for the sake of family rivalry. I’m here to save this company from his reckless ambition. Under his leadership, we risk losing everything my grandfather built.” The board members exchanged glances, weighing her words. Desire knew she had to appeal to their self-interest. “I propose an alliance,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “If we work together, we can position ourselves as the rightful leaders of this company. I have the vision, and you have the experience. Together, we can steer Almonte Empire back on course.”

“Marked by my teeth, by my scent, by my heart. Mine, forever.” He trembled, a shiver running through his body, and I felt the energy of the bond spike, vibrating with the intensity of our connection. His wolf responded instinctively, pressing against mine, harmonizing, thrumming with recognition and acceptance. The connection was electric, dangerous, beautiful. I could feel the threads of him twisting with mine, a tapestry of desire, possession, and love forming in the very fibers of our souls.

He desperately hoped not. "Please, say something, Madam Livia," Emeriel pleaded, his voice tinged with anxiety. The mere thought of becoming someone's bondmate, especially the beast's, sent shivers down his spine. The prospect was enough to induce a heart attack. Finally, Madam Livia let out a sigh, leaning against the wall. "I believe you all may be jumping to conclusions here," she spoke softly. "Perhaps the beast is simply fixated on your scent. It could be that you smell so good that it wanted more from where that scent came from."

Taking my cock between her plump lips, sucking me all the way to my knot until I eventually spread her legs and fuck her until her legs can't stand straight for days. A groan strangled my throat as my palm landed on the bed in annoyance. “Enough,” I yelled at myself. I was desperate to extinguish the embers of desire, to prove to myself that this woman was as transient as the moon's fickle phases, another face in the endless procession of the goddess's gifts. ‘A gift I didn't want.’ But my beast is growling in excitement, loving that she is our mate, he wants to sniff her and drag her beneath him. He wants to bite her. Not very hard, just enough to claim her for the world to see that she was

It was my first day and I already felt this way. But I refused to let him get to me. I packed up my things, shoving my papers into my bag with maybe a little more force than necessary. As I did, I caught sight of Nathaniel in his office, still standing by the window, the glow of the city skyline casting long shadows across his face. He looked... different. Not cold. Not intimidating. Just... tired. I blinked, Nope. Not falling for it. Nathaniel Rhodes was an emotionless, ego-driven robot, and I wasn’t about to start looking for depth where there was none.

It felt like a brand. “The True Bond is the fusion of two spirits into a single pack-unit,” the text began. “Upon the Great Claiming—the bite—the souls of the pair are knotted. From that moment, the pair shares a sensory bridge. A wolf will know the heartbeat of their mate as clearly as their own. They will feel the direction of their mate’s soul, a physical tug in the center of the chest that acts as a compass. To be separated is to feel a limb has been torn away. The distance does not matter; the tether is unbreakable.” I was pretty sure I couldn't find Eilis like that even if my life depended on it, but it wouldn't hurt to try.

“There has to be a way. Your venom stabilized me in the cave. What do I do for you?” Dominic looked at me through a haze of pure agony, a dark, primal desperation flashing in his eyes. “The bite... it was only a temporary claim, Elena. A superficial tether. To flush out the poison, my beast needs to drink from the core of your magic. It needs... a true bond. I need to claim you completely. I need your blood.” My heart hammered violently against my ribs. A full, permanent royal claim. It meant our souls would be permanently spliced together, our thoughts, our pain, our lives intertwined until death. It was the very thing I had spent years running from in Silvercrest.

His eyes were locked on mine—he didn’t scan my body—but that light of desire was in them, and I could smell his scent rising. My own body responded and… shit. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the thrumming between my thighs. “Cara’s shifting… sort of,” I blurted. “A cat, I think.” And they look so happy together, and it made me yearn for you and— He nodded. “I linked with Rig. They completed the bond.” The words were physically hard for him to say. Our eyes met and locked and… and the last little piece of my heart that had been fluttering, shriveled and died.

He wasn't someone who should affect my emotions so much, and I shouldn't let him. He only wanted my body, and I only wanted his. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pressed his head down to catch his lips with mine. A low gasp escaped my lips when his finger entered my opening and rubbed against my wall. I arched my back, pressing my butt against him, and moaned. "I want to fuck you." He whispered, his teeth slightly grazing my lips. "I want to bite you, and devour you." My body jerked. I felt my opening water as a response to his words and I bit his lower lip. "Do to me whatever you please." I agreed.