Jerk Mates Novels & Stories

Eric heaved, his eyes locked into mine, "Jessy, stop calling me your mate. Because my mate is right beside me. Bruna is my mate!" WHAT?! My eyes went wide and my jaw dropped. He was sniffing at my scent. How the fuck was this possible? Did I hear him correctly? He just called me his fucking MATE!!

Sergio, not one to let such comments slide, responded with a hint of amusement, "Get your own mate, Jake. Perhaps that's when I'll take your opinions on my love life more seriously." Jake, never one to back down from banter, replied with a mischievous tone, "Nah, I'm good, Sergio. I don't even know if a useless dude like me deserves a mate." His self-deprecating remark drew a small giggle from me, softening the edges of the conversation.

Memories of their taunts echoed in my mind, shoving me into lockers, laughing as I cried. These couldn't be my mates atleast not these men, of all people, maybe moon goddess was playing a prank because...no. "Wait... Is she our stepsister? Miranda?" one of them, whom I recognized as Orion, asked with a hint of shock in his voice. "Not only that, she is also our mate," Oliver responded, scoffing. "I could actually feel the bond, Moon goddess can be quite tricky in making an omega of all species as our mate" Owen exclaimed as Orion nodded in agreement.

The events happen straight after 'The Forest' I am in a deep mess right now. Really, really deep. I know the brown wolf felt it too. A powerful tug deep in his core. A strong push, making two forever bonded souls get closer to each other. We are mates. Hell no. This will not happen to me. I don't want to be anyone's mate. I know what it means for a girl to find one. It doesn't end well for her if she doesn't want to cooperate. Wolves are territorial, overprotective, aggressive, instincts driving them, not the logic. They will do anything to get to keep their mates for themselves.

She was fucking tight. "Oh fuck Jeremy! Your so huge! It feels like I am being fucked by a horse!" "Oh really "said mom mockingly. "You know what it is like to be fucked by a horse? " Between chuckles Jen then said, "Figuratively speaking mother dear! I am not into horses. Or dogs or mules. Just men and women, but more so mother's and brothers! Stick it in Jeremy. Give me more fucking cock bro!"

he wiggled his brow “What do they need space for?” I furrowed my brows, confused. “They're mates dolls, they need to iron things out. More time together seems to be doing the trick” “What!!” “Mates!!! When? How! That's great news, Kaden is cute, they're a perfect match” Eros's eyes darkened, “you think Kaden is cute?” He pouted. One look at him and I was struggling to hold my laughter, “is that jealousy I hear in your voice?”

I gasped and pulled away instinctively. "You feel that too, don't you?" he asked, watching me closely. "What?" I blinked, feigning confusion. "Don’t pretend, Elara." He reached out and gently ran his fingers over my arm. The same warmth pulsed beneath my skin again. "What have you done to me?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. I’m supposed to be scared of them all… but I’m not. I don’t even understand what’s happening to me. "It’s the mate bond," he said simply. "You feel it because we’re connected."

I could feel my whole sense highten and this kind of euphoria, I've never felt it before in my entire existence. "Mate!"

Ericka giggled, “I am Winston’s mate.” “Oh, I am sorry,” Anna said, a little embarrassed. “You have good senses, not many people realize it if I do not tell them.” Ericka complimented and Anna blushed a little. Erika looked around the room and smiled, “I hope you like the room though, it is beside Myron’s so he can run to you whenever you need him.” She said with a wink and Anna found herself blushing despite herself. “I assure you, Erika, he would run to his mate rather than me.” She said as she walked towards the bed and sat down, “I mean not that I mind. I totally understand.” She said and Erika smiled.

He said but I could not move from the place. "Alpha, we found this lady outside here. She was shivering in the cold and she did not smell like a rogue." He said. Yes, she did not smell like a rogue because I am her supposed mate. Slowly her eyes opened and she seemed to be growing accustomed to her environment. "Where am I?" She asked. We soon locked gazed and she gasped. "Mate!" To say I was shocked with what the lady said before I utter anything would be an understatement. She just called me mate. As in Mate of all description. And was I filling the bond already? That was a capital letter YES. Do I want to deny it? Yes!