Bonds At War: The Virgin Is Mine Novels & Stories

Then she leaned in, her voice soft. “But there’s one prize,” she whispered. “One that makes everything else look worthless.” I looked at her. “A virgin,” she said with a small smile. “A virgin is worth more than sleeping with a hundred other girls.”

Through the bond, I could feel everything she was experiencing—the dizzying rush of her sudden freedom, the fading remnants of her exhaustion, and a deep, overwhelming wave of love that was meant entirely for me. The heat between us boiled over, shifting from a desperate hunger into a beautiful, consuming passion. I stripped away the last of our barriers, wanting nothing between us but skin and soul. As I positioned myself over her, a sudden wave of sweet, untouched innocence washed through the bond. I paused, looking down into her eyes, realization hitting me with a powerful jolt. She was a virgin. I was her first. Nobody had ever touched her, ever held her, or ever known the treasures hidd

I tried to pull away, but their grip only tightened. "Not you," Rowan said. "You are too valuable. And we won't leave this cabin until you are branded as ours. We are going into a war zone, Lara. We need the bond at full strength so our souls can find their way back to yours. We need to claim you properly." "How?" I whispered, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. "By the law of the bond," Cian answered.

It was why Mom always told Celine and me, since we were kids, that we could date, but we had to protect our virtue before marriage. "Marriage is like a second chance at life," Mom would say earnestly. "Men would always claim that they don't mind, but in reality, every single one of them wants to marry a blushing virgin. It's why the two of you have to protect your virtue. Don't blame me for disowning you if you don't." I tried to convince Celine to come clean to Mom while we were on our way home from Jeffrey's house. I hadn't expected her to tell me that she was still a virgin because she slept with Jeffrey in a non-traditional way.

"Daughter of Alexander and Elara, heir to the Moon Wolf bloodline. I call to the land that has known my ancestors since the first pack claimed these territories." The earth beneath my feet warmed, responding to my call. Through the mate bond, I felt Maison and Jackson's amazement as the ground throughout the circle began to glow with a subtle luminescence, the land itself acknowledging my claim. "The land remembers,” Willow murmured approvingly. "Now cleanse what has been corrupted."

“You're wrong about me, maybe you're used to having as many women as you want, but there are also women who look at those things and I think that's why I'm still a Virgin, for waiting for the man who wants to be with a woman like me, full of flaws. "America, at first I thought it was your joke, but are you really a Virgin?" She approached me seductively. “That's right, if you think I'm good, and if not, I don't have to lie, besides that man will realize that I'm not lying when he gives me completely. "I think you're missing out on something good." He reached his hand down there, instantly massaging it. What happens? I looked quickly elsewhere, sometimes Dalton acted in a daring way.

This time, she didn't get up. "You monster," I breathed. "Monster?" He laughed, high-pitched and sharp. "No, sweet child. I'm simply a man who understands duty. The blood moon demands a virgin sacrifice, and he grows... restless when kept waiting." He gestured to his soldiers. "Take her." Rough hands seized my arms, hauling me toward the door. The last thing I saw was my mother's broken form sprawled across the cold floor, one hand reaching helplessly toward her daughter.

He pointed to the far end of the beach. “He should keep up with that because I do not share what’s mine and you Olivia…” He stepped closer to me, leaned down and his lips grazed my ear. “You. Are. Mine.” He stepped back and mixed himself with the crowd. I could feel my core tighten as I replayed his words in my head but that was so wrong because this man and I had a questionable age gap. The event had finally rounded up and I was excited that I’d get some sleep. I was put in a separate car from Teddy and his mistress violet. The family had made it clear that I wasn’t welcome and I was fine with that as far as no one overstepped their boundaries.

“That’s a good point. When I take you home with me tonight, we may never get out of bed again.” I smile, knowing I’m going to be getting fucked by this gorgeous man for the rest of my life. “Sounds good to me. but there’s one more thing I need before we go.” “What’s that, baby? Anything you want, and it’s yours. All you have to do is name it.” I cup his face, trailing my thumb over his full, bottom lip. “I want you to claim all of me. There’s one place that’s still a virgin.” He lets out a groan at my words and looks at me with what can only be described as awe. “You want me to fuck your little virgin ass?”

He pounced on my lips like his life depended on it. just few minutes ago, he left because I told him I was a virgin; why the sudden change of mind? I was lost in my thoughts, not even aware that I was on the bed. The tingling sensation and desires slid through my veins. I held his hand as he reached for my panties. "You don't want me. Why did you suddenly change your mind? You left when I told you I was a virgin?"