Frozen Desire: The Rebel's Alien Mate นิยาย & เรื่องราว

That was the first time I got a closer look at her. No wonder Grey never looked my way. She was almost perfect. How could one then expect me to believe God who created us had no favorite when his favorite creation was holding my husbands hand and snuggling him like they were the married ones. Without warning, my instincts kicked in and I stormed towards them. I broke their locked hands from behind, making them to turn to face me. Elena’s expression was of disgust and shock. Grey stood surprised, while I swallowed my stupidity while it lasted.

My wolf is practically clawing at the walls of my mind, begging to feel his heavy weight, begging to let his knot seal us together forever. He is intoxicating. Like a lethal poison crafted specifically to shatter my defenses. Does he actually feel the ancient pull of a mate-bond for me? Or am I merely a temporary obsession, an unranked female whose battle scars intrigue him? What about the mother of Jabari and little Amara? What about Ayomide Okafor, who claims to carry his mark in the high halls of the Alpha Council? The sudden, brutal reminder of my cursed twin sister hits me like a bucket of freezing river water. Sanity snaps back into place, burning through the thick haze of lust threate

"You're torturing me" "I told you, Serenity," I whispered back to her, my free hand cupping one of her breasts. Her nipples hardened and I smiled wickedly. "I'm crazy about you. I want you so bad, so bad that it drives me crazy just setting my eyes on you. But since I can't make that happen yet, I can only do this" I flicked my hands over her hardened nipple and she moaned, arching her back forward. "What if I find my mate?" she whimpered. "It would be impossible for me to part with you"

I leaned back, needing space, needing air, but every nerve in me screamed for the opposite. The silence between us was thick, alive, until I broke it with the only weapon I had left, words. “You know what I think? I think you like this too much. The chase. The forbidden. The tension. Maybe Olivia was right about you.” He didn’t even blink. “And what did she say?” “That you only want what you can’t have.” His gaze dropped, blatant, scorching, to my lips, then dragged back up to pin me. “Then she was wrong. Because what I want is sitting right in front of me. And I’m not letting her go.”

I stared at the screen for a long time. For the first time, I realized something terrifying. This wasn’t just desire anymore. This was war.

The contrast of the freezing wall against my bare back and the searing, localized fever of his skin was a volatile, addictive friction that completely shattered my remaining sanity. The forbidden chemistry of the mate bond exploded beneath my skin like a live wire. Every cell in my body thrummed with a heavy, liquid ache, my inner wolf dropping to its knees in total, blissful surrender to the rain-and-ash dominance drenching the small space. "Veda," he growled against my mouth, the name a dark, broken vow tearing through his throat.

My stomach tightened and something stirred in my core. Desire! The last time I met him, we didn't want each other, yet here I was, desiring him. This fuckin' mate bond. Our eyes were locked and It seemed he felt it too. The sudden desire. The throbbing in the core. The need to be inside the other, he felt it too, I could tell from the way his irises kept flickering from green to crimson. He shot his eyes closed as if trying to hold it in. I searched his face, curious if he felt it too, but his eyes were tightly shut. Something cold pressed my skin and I jerked my gaze from Rex to see the doctor reading my pulse.

She truly is a marvelous female, and I would do anything for her. I mean shit… I let an alien bring me to orgasm, multiple times, just so we could track her when she was taken by the filthy fucking Scourage. The feelings of desire. Shame. Yearning. It's all there, churning around in the pit of my stomach. Waging a war with my emotions as bewilderment takes hold of me during my restless nights, as the sensuous images and the breathless tones of mine and Jajas' pleasure interlace with one another…

“You're hurting yourself. You're hurting me,” The rattling stopped. He leaned down, peering at me through the space. His golden eyes flickered with regret and he hung his head in shame. It was almost cute. I made you cry. I deserve death. “No, you don't,” I shook my head, swallowing as I brushed my hands over his. A jolt traveled right to my heart. My wolf. I could feel her. She stirred, came alive, unfurled. He truly was my mate. “Is that why you're here? Does the King want you dead?”

It was like the hot flames in my body suddenly disappeared, replaced with something cold… Fuck! My whole body surged with heat. My mind did me dirty by replaying the moments we kissed in my head and soon all my desires were awake. I looked down, staring at the raging hard-on I sprouted with no girl… Looking ahead, I could already envision Arianna in her room. I let my mind drift as my fingers wrapped around my dick, stroking slowly while the thoughts of her filled my mind... thoughts of us and what we could be. “We don’t need someone else. We need our mate,” Mars growled inside and I gritted. It was becoming hard to keep him in check and hence his desires.