Move By Mate Novels & Stories

Matthew places her hand, which he was holding into before into Damien's out stretched ones. ▪️ Her body immediately tenses when he holds her hands in his big ones, tingles shoot up her arms and to her whole body at the mere skin contact they had. It still amazesd and confuses her greatly how she could still feel the effects of the mate bond even when Damien had marked another female?

Somewhere deep in my mind, I keep getting the warning that we should stop but the mate bond has gained too much control over my body and soul that I cannot even find myself to protest, the overwhelming manipulation of the mate bond makes me to just want to give in to the consuming desires. I guess I should have not partial marked her. 'Yes my king, take control over me.' Susan whispers in my ears, biting my earlobe which sends a shiver down my spine. I like this bold side of her. The mate bond can indeed do things to a person. 'Yes babe.' I say as I grind my crotch on her covered private part. I aggressively grab her fleshy backside and squeeze to which she lets out a delightful moan. I know

Without another word said between us, my rock-hard, dominating Vampire mate dropped to his knees in front of me. ☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒

He folds his hands behind his head then leans backwards into the grass watching the clouds go by. “My Mate? What if she is my mate and she just didn’t see it yet?” Ezra looks questioning over to his friend who is trying to stay as calm and relaxed as he can. “Believe me Ez, if she was your Mate, you would know. It hits you and all out of a sudden only she matters to you. Everything and everyone else becomes unimportant. You see the World in a different light. She is what keeps you breathing even when you feel like there is nothing left to live for… Her pure existence keeps your world from falling apart.” Nero closes his eyes to keep himself from falling apart.

They're already slathered in chocolate drips and cackling with joy. Kadeem snags the broom from my hand as I attempt to sweep dirt and leaves from the porch. Leaning back against the railing, I release a heavy sigh. "I sure hope so." "You know, Mateo's moving out," Kadeem utters quietly. My brow furrows. "Is he?" Kadeem props the broom up against the wall. "This is probably terribly rash at best, and at worst, damaging for the kids, but would you...?"

"A fiancé? Really?" "It’s a strategic play," Mateo murmured, leaning close so his breath hot-hunted my neck. "You can handle the role, can't you?" "There’s a massive gap between a 'Property' contract and a wedding ring, Mateo!" Before he could answer, the bride floated toward our table. Maeve Bennett was a goddess of the pack, her movements fluid and intimidating. As she approached, Mateo’s entire scent profile shifted—the smell of yearning and bitter envy rolled off him in waves.

CELLA'S POV "I reject the bond." My voice shook, but I forced myself to continue. "I reject you as my mate. I refuse to be tied to an omega. I refuse to accept this... this fate." The bond pulled at my chest, screaming in protest. Sable howled inside my mind, her claws raking against my ribs until I nearly cried out. Cella, no… I have to. You'll destroy us… I DON'T CARE. Aeden's expression had gone blank, completely, terrifyingly blank. Whatever he was feeling, he wasn't showing it.

“And then you’ll be free. You’ll run as a wolf, howl under the moon, and meet your true mate.” “But what if I don’t? What if I end up like you, Henry, or rejected like Ria? I don’t think I could survive it.” “Then you wait. A few years, maybe. And if you still don’t find him—you could choose me. We could be mates by choice. Not a bad option, right? I’m amazing, after all.” He winked again, his face heating with affection. I knew he liked me. He always had. And maybe he was right—it wouldn’t be the worst choice. But doubts gnawed at me.

She can see it in his eyes. MATE.

Give me enough time to execute. The first sign of movement caught my eye. A sleek private plane rolled to a stop on the tarmac. The door open, and out stepped the long waited target.Mr. Knight. His arrogance walked ahead of him before his feet even touched the ground. He pulled out his phone immediately, already barking orders into it. That’s when Mateo made his move. Calm. Confident. Controlled. He walked toward the target as though this was nothing more than a casual meeting. “We are here to guide you safely,” he said, voice low but steady.