Fated Pleasure Alpha Omega Novels & Stories

he said as he opened the door wildly, while gesturing for everyone to leave the room. Aldoph was the first one to walk out of the room. He had had enough of witches drama and human fragility. It's not like he hated Jasmine per say, but he had no reason to particularly like her either. If this curse could really break the mate bond between her and his Alpha then it was a welcomed development. Maybe then Jason would be able to be with someone just like them, a werewolf from a reputable pack and not someone who was the cause of so much pain in the pack.

V** Being the Goddess was never easy. I had to make several decisions to save the future. Jared's death was one of them. I made him an Alpha in his previous life and gave him a destined mate, but he disrespected my decision and killed her. He deserved punishment for that. But before I could punish him, Melissa cursed him. Melissa was the leader of the white witches, a pure elder soul. So I approved her curse and gave Jared this second life. He was fated to die in this life without a mate, but I changed his fate. I gave him a mate to gain a big purpose. It was his punishment to live a life as an omega. But it was also his fate to sacrifice himself for something big for someone special. He kil

She felt so happy and was so glad to be back with him. “I love you too,” she said, and then raised her head and kissed him. *** One month later. After the extraordinarily torturous long waiting, the wolf kingdom finally got their carnival. Today is their new Alpha’s wedding day. And their weird Alpha refused to ascend the throne until he finally got married to the love of his life. Right in the middle of the day, Elena had already been dragged into the dressing room to get her hair and make-up done. Mila and Freya formed a whole team of hairdressers and stylists to make sure her appearance was perfect.

“Finally, the famous Omega shows her face in the cafeteria. I was wondering how long it would take before you humiliated yourself in front of everyone again.” My stomach dropped. I clenched my fists, trying to ignore her, but she was already stepping closer, eyes sparkling with malicious delight. “You think those Alphas…” she paused, glancing over her shoulder toward a distant table, “…would actually care about someone like you? A weak little Omega who can’t even answer a question in class?” Heat flared in my chest. I opened my mouth to respond, but she wasn’t finished. She shoved a perfectly manicured finger into my chest. “You’re pathetic. And the worst part? They like you. They notice you

Frantic movements, shivering presses, clothing torn, skin hot and slick with friction, muscles straining—both of them feeding off the other, giving in completely to the lust-driven chaos that had been building since Rowan had first leaned against him. Time lost meaning. The walls, the darkness, the threat outside—the collapsed cave, the Sentinels, Alistair, Silas—all of it dissolved into the thrum of instinct, raw need, and dominance clashing and merging in a fevered spiral neither could stop. Damian's growl low and wet against Rowan’s neck, Rowan’s reply rasping, guttural, the sound of control surrendering entirely. Every shift, every press, every desperate, clawing movement a declaration:

“I talked about a type didn’t I? But you’d better tell me everything about this your ‘secret mission,' or I’d give you real reasons to fear me.” Against her better judgement, Drea asked, “such as?” The Alpha smiled then. It was a cold calculated smile that did not reach his eyes. When he stepped closer to her, Drea stepped back. His legs were longer, and he was faster. He caught up to her in no time, and Drea braced herself as one hand hooked behind her waist to keep her from moving backwards, and at the same time, pulling her against his rock hard Alpha body. She whimpered, wondering what had made her antagonize and Alpha so ruthless, she had heard countless stories about him, and each of t

The excitement that would be buzzing around everyone. The Beta rubs his body against mine. Roughly. So that the pain from my lashes makes me cry out. He laughs his sickening laugh and I feel his hard member on my hip. “I cannot wait to have you, Omega,” he says to me. I feel my body shaking in true fear. “The Alpha has promised me if I do not find my mate at the Gala in a couple weeks, I can have you,” he says cruelly.

Everything in their body was vibrating with want. The Alpha kept a casual and deep pace. When he saw that Irise was moaning under him, he lifts the omega's right leg by placing an arm under it and sink deeper. Now the pace was punishing, and the omega loved it. It was the pure want and the frustration they had. But the Alpha was sweet with her too. Aaron kept hitting the omega's sweet point over and over again. When the alpha changed the angle slightly, the omega saw stars and just like that he came all over his stomach with a scream of the Alpha's name.

No matter how much his fated pleasures him, there is no way he could not allow the alpha to rip him apart. His a Beta. Unlike beta's, omegas naturally are wet and ready when aroused for their alpha. Breath you have done this countless times before with this very man, distracted when Jayden proceeded to kiss every single inch of his body ending with his neck. Finally kissing him back, his kiss magical. It is like he wanted to consume him whole and that turned him on, as lust blinded his reservations.

“Habit.” “Break it.” She stands, cups my face with both hands, and kisses me in the study doorway where any passing guard can see that the Alpha is not only a roster of watches. The claim in the bond surges warm and sure; the older current stays quiet, as if effort and affection are a language it will allow without vision or warning. “Tonight we take an hour that isn’t maps,” she says against my mouth. “You promised partnership. Partnership includes you being held, not only holding.”