Bond Of Beasts Desires Novels & Stories

She’d never wanted to jump someone where they stood, but with Stolas she felt that need. The desire was stronger than it had been before as she dragged her eyes up to his trim waist. She could feel her teeth growing longer with the need to claim at least one of her mates. Her beast beat against her skin, demanding and insistent that they mark him since they couldn’t mark Annie yet. Candy felt her skin heat up as she realized that she could smell the scent of her arousal wafting up from her skin. Dragging her eyes to his face, she pressed her lips together, gritting her teeth at his knowing smirk.

His gaze darkened further as he took a step closer, the air between them crackling with tension. Isla’s heart pounded in her chest, the sound deafening in her ears. She swallowed, trying to steady herself. “I’m exactly where I want to be.” Dante’s smirk widened, but there was something darker in his expression now, something that made her pulse race with both fear and desire. “No, you’re not. You’re mine now, Bella. You belong to me.”

Then I felt it. The bond. It ignited like fire over my chest—blue markings forming, ancient and bold. I looked down and there it was, burning on her neck, a golden sun just below her ear. Her hands clutched at me like lifelines, her thoughts crashing into mine through the bond. I could feel it all—her confusion, her need, her complete surrender. She was breaking—and it wasn’t pain. It was pure desire. A kind of hunger that mirrored mine. “Fuck, Little Wolf,” I growled low, lips brushing her jaw. “Just how long have you been starving?”

“Kael, she could walk into every room dressed in gold and fire and it still wouldn’t move me. You walk in with sleep in your eyes and I lose my mind trying not to pin you to the wall.” That made me blink. “I don’t care what the laws say,” he continued, voice dropping to a low murmur. “I don’t care what the throne expects. I’m not bonded to her. I’m bonded to you. You’re the one my soul called for. You’re the one who carries my scent. My pup.” My throat tightened. “I feel like I’m missing something,” I said. “But not memories. It’s more like… there’s something buzzing under my skin and I can’t name it.”

AJ laid back down and extended his hand. “What?” Ed shook his hand but frowned. “You came to save me and Mommy. You’re really like Beast. He came to help Belle. Mommy isn’t Belle, but she’s also beautiful. So it still fits.” AJ shook Ed's hand with earnest gratitude. “I’ll always come. Whenever YOU need help, I’ll come.” Ed stroked AJ’s head, who, of course, looked delighted. He had his own personal 'Beast', who was there for him. Naturally, he welcomed it warmly.

"You should be with Isolde." His reply comes fast. "Worry about yourself, Bran. Trust me, you can't hold that beast much longer. Even a night hunt won't be enough to settle it. You need sex. Long and hard." I swallow, gaze dropping to my trembling fingers. He is right. But I can't give in to this. "Should I arrange a Gamma or an Omega?" My beast growls low at the suggestion. Not with want, with rejection. It wants her. She is human. She can't take us.

Cassandra says, "the marriage contract has a fidelity clause. If she appears to cheat, if there's even a hint of infidelity, Alexander loses everything in the divorce, the company, the assets, all of it. "I know the plan," I say, standing up to pour another drink, "I've read the contract a hundred times. Elena just needs to be compromised enough that when this goes public, there's no question about what happened." "And she's falling for you?" Cassandra asks, "genuinely?" I think about Elena's face tonight on that balcony, the way she looked at me when I said she wasn't invisible… "She's lonely, desperate for attention, for someone to see her as more than Alexander's wife.

His voice dropped to a low growl. “Mate.” The single word sent another pulse of need through me. I couldn’t help it — my thighs pressed together, seeking friction. He noticed. A slow, predatory smile curved his lips. “Perhaps you will not even be the last girl I take in my long life,” he murmured, leaning closer, “because you are different. You are the one the bond has chosen. The one my beast recognized the moment it caught your scent in the forest.” I should have pushed him away. Instead, when his large hands settled on my knees and gently opened my legs, I let him.

"Celie, you must listen to us. Only by marrying Gideon, the giant shark, will you ever know true happiness." My parents clutched my younger sister's hands, their voices coaxing and insistent. The moment I heard those words, I knew—my biased parents had been reborn as well. For generations, the women of our family had been bound to orc marriages. In our generation now, only my sister and I remained. In our previous life, two suitors came forward: Gideon, the giant shark beastman, and Felix, the hawk beastman.

I doubled over, gasping. Diana rushed to my side. "The bond—" "I can feel him." Terror gripped me. If Kael died, no. I refused to even think it. The Second Beast stalked toward him slowly. "You fight well, little Alpha." Kael climbed back to his feet. Blood stained his black fur, yet he stood tall, protecting everyone behind him, protecting me. The Beast tilted its head. "You would die for her." Kael's answer came without hesitation. "Yes." The single word echoed through the cavern. My breath caught. The Beast studied him for a long moment, then looked at me. "So..." Its crimson eyes narrowed. "The bond is real." Before anyone could react, it charged again. This time it wasn't aiming for Kae