روايات وقصص ضمن Frozen Desire: The Rebel's Alien Mate

she asked. "No, I am not. I am going crazy already. I am tired of jerking off alone in my bathroom. I need to fuck your pussy," his deep voice resounded through the room. His raw words made her pussy wet and Aurelia gulped with want, feeling all her restraint melting away. He was a murderer but there was no reason to deny herself the pleasure she craved from him, was there? "Oh god," she exhaled and grabbed the document from him, tearing it into pieces quickly.

Right here and then I wanted to grab her, crush my lips to that perfect taut mouth of hers—I wanted to taste her, feel her, touch her. My mate. Reagan was right. I was in deep trouble with this human woman. “Mate?” She finally scoffed, “I’m no one’s mate!! Whatever you think this is,” circling around her fingers, “it’s done!” “It doesn’t work like that.” “What doesn’t?” “Me staying away. You’re my mate. You’re mine. I can’t stay away until I kill my— “Do it!” She lashed, “I don’t care if you jump off a bridge, or place your head inside a guillotine. I just want you to leave me alone!!”

He wished that this joyful chapter could last forever. Meanwhile, Taylor refused to back down, constantly seeking ways to get close to Jimmy. Yet, he remained steadfast, never granting her the opportunity she sought. Mirabel, however, was relentless in her belief that they should rekindle their romance, despite Greg urging her to let it go. Undeterred, she pressed on. Meanwhile, Jimmy and Susan continued to explore the depths of their love, savoring their moments together without interruption.

I hate the fact that she hurt her, and I hate that I’m feeling that way because of her. The stupid mate bond is playing me back, and to be honest with myself. I feel happy that we still didn’t reject what’s between us. Perhaps, I do want to fall in love again. Immortality is sick when you don’t have someone you can share your life with. Of course, she is Rebel, and I need to team her and make her the queen I was and still looking for. “From earth to Luther…” Avyanna spoke again, “ What’s next?”

“You terrifying, magnificent, violent woman. I love you so much, it makes me stupid.” “I know.” I stroked his hair. It was now growing back, thin and soft after the chemo. “Get me out of here, Lylah,” he said. “I want to go home. I want to see you get plump.” His grin turned wicked again. “I want to fuck my pregnant lover in our bed, not this torture device they call a mattress.” I smacked his shoulder. “You're insufferable.”

In the silence of the drowned city, our intimacy was a private rebellion. He shed my heavy travel furs with a frantic, respectful urgency, his hands mapping my body as if he were memorizing the architecture of a dream. We made love on the cold pearl floor of the balcony, a rhythmic, tectonic dance that felt like we were becoming the very current that fed the sea. Every touch was a defiance of the Grave. As we reached the peak, the violet and emerald light of our bond surged through the floor, momentarily lighting up the obsidian heart below like a second sun. "Whatever the price is, Emma," Félix rasped, his forehead resting against mine as our breathing slowed. "We pay it together. Half of y

I wished she was dead, for how she displayed her weak self and used it against me. “Give yourself to me fully, Winter. I promise you, your sister and I will just be a sham marriage. But she cannot know about us.” I moaned as I felt him penetrate my crevice with his fingers. My fluid keeps gushing, which he seems pleased with. From the expression on his face, he wasn't new to what he was doing. I was about to lose control when he stopped moving his fingers suddenly and challenged me with a stare. “Winter, answer me. Will you, or will you not?”

It’s not fair that he can do this to me when I like Colin so much. Colin… Breathing heavy, I gently pull Alpha Tate up by his hair so that he looks at me with those damn sexy eyes. “This isn’t right.” “Like hell it isn’t.” His hands grasp my hips underwater and moves my body up and down against his long shaft. My hands on his shoulder, I long for it inside of me. To be one with my mate. Who rejected me. Shoving harder this time, Alpha Tate releases me as I splash backward and go under water.

’ Latina asked and her subconscious was quick to respond, ‘If you don’t do your best then he might want others to do it. The captive felt conscious. Surely, the women in Mathew’s harem were experts and had pretty faces. No man could resist them. ‘That shorty rode him so well despite lacking height,’ Latina thought, eyeing the petite lady who was gobbling up the alpha’s balls. “Sire!” the ladies screamed in a chorus, waiting for the alpha to shoot his load inside their mouth. It impressed Latina when Mathew’s milk was so much to cover the ladies' faces and even made them fight for who would lick his dick clean. All this while, his views were locked on Latina, and she didn’t like the way he st