His Mate And His Mistress Novels & Stories

I know all these times, he was trying to help me out of pity and all but did I really mess it up? I'd be damned if I would let him keep a mistress. I know I was only a mate in name, and I definitely didn't want him laying his hands on me. I don't care how irresistibly handsome I found him, or how I could actually feel his deep, smooth voice rubbing against me when he spoke. Or that his body looked so sculpted and sexy it drove me to fantasize about him in dreams. Nope, none of it mattered. I would never let that overgrown mutt lay one finger on me.

mate. Temporary mate, but I don't care, it's him. And he's now looking down at me with such intense eyes. Oh, my heart. "You are mine," he states. My heart goes crazy, "Logic be damned, you belong to me. As my mate. The Moon Goddess might not think so, but I do. We are mates.”

Evelyn gasped between breathy moans, “Who do you like being with more? Me or my sister, Mia?” I covered a hand over my mouth in disbelief. “Of course, it’s you, my little temptress. You know how to please me so much better than Mia ever did,” Rowan’s voice came next, rough and panting. “Honestly, I’ve had enough of that blind princess and her lifeless eyes. Every time I look at her, I feel like I’m shackled by chains of duty and morality. I can’t breathe around her!” Evelyn’s tone was laced with triumph. “See? I’m smarter than her, I know how to satisfy you, and most importantly, I’m not blind. So why don’t you just break off the engagement with her and be with me instead?”

So what if she was a few years older, he is her mate and that was all that matters. “No, no, no, is not that…I mean…” Gideon was turned between doing what was right and following fate. Goddess really loved him, she gave him such a beautiful woman, he couldn’t stop his eyes from trailing to her firm round boobs and he gulped. His desire skyrocketing immediately. This was his mate, he can have her, he just have to step forward and claim her. Without asking, he could already tell that she looked a few years older but he didn’t mind. This has been a little secret of his that no one knows, he has a thing for older women and Goddess actually gave him an older mate to fulfill his fantasies forever.

she countered, her fists curling at her sides. "I wouldn't have risked my all for a mistress," Nate reminded her, his face hardening. A flicker of pain crossed her face upon hearing that, and her lips pulled into a sad smile. "That's what everyone's wondering. Why Nathaniel Serrano risked it all for his mistress when he could have easily gotten another," Sera shot back without losing her composure. "You're not that. Don't use that word," Nate spoke furiously. "Then should I use whore? A sex slave? Or an esco..,"

His pack was already on the verge of collapse, losing money since he was not doing his job. That was why he honed his attention on marriage, hoping to stabilize the political situation with the help of the Alpha King. Not only had he failed in that, but he had even offended the Alpha King. Jeremy’s pack soon fell, and he became a rogue wolf. On the day of the mating ceremony, I walked toward the man I loved in my wedding dress. Marcus, dressed in a black suit, looked fondly at me from across the room. Before the Moon Goddess, we made our vows, promises that would last a lifetime.

he continued smoothly, “My fated mate.” My heart stuttered in my chest. Mate? Was he out of his mind? Gia’s smile faltered for half a second before she plastered it back on, the edges sharper now. “Well,” she said, her tone turning brittle, “Alphas are known for their mistresses, aren’t they? I’m fine with it—as long as I’m still Luna.” She cast me a look, dripping with disdain, like I was nothing more than a piece of dirt on her designer heels.

EMMA His eyes continue to follow his fingers as they skim over his mark before he slowly lifts them to my eyes as he whispers. “This should have been your choice to receive. Yes, I am your mate, as Odette keeps saying, but it still should have been your choice and I am the one who is sorry…” He then leans forward and places a soft kiss on my lips. I can’t stop it now and break down crying. The Master pulls back from his kiss, pulls me more into his chest and just holds me as I cry.

"Now that we are done, we should get going." "What? Come on. Its going to be night. You guys should stay the night." he said with hope. I sighed thinking about it. The guys looked exhausted themselves. I nodded my head in agreement. He showed us the guestroom and later we were called for dinner. I skipped dinner not really in the mood. I was in the living room balcony when Miguel came in. He just stood there not saying anything, knowing I needed the silence. "I miss her. A lot." I said looking at the moon. I heard him sigh. "I understand. If someone as to much think of hurting, Emma, I would be furious." Emma is his mate.

He was treating me well, better than before because he promised to be good and in return, I will do my duties as his mate. To give birth to his heir. To be his luna. For the pack and for his line. I slept that night with my mind clouded with thoughts. Maybe tomorrow Patrice would be awake. True to words, when I woke up Patrice was too! 'Patrice!' 'Ey. What did I miss?' 'Oh, not much. Look, I'm sorry for trying to reject our mate...' 'Don't be. We both thought we needed to. Has he been treating us well?'