Pampering My Beast Commander Novels & Stories

"The trees already have teeth, commander. I’m looking at one right now." Soren let out a low, delighted chuckle, stepping directly into her path. He didn't cross the boundary into unprofessionalism, but he stood just close enough that the heat of his body warded off the morning chill. He reached out, his long fingers lightly brushing against the leather of her gauntlet. "If I am a beast, I am entirely tamed by my commander. You promised me a tavern visit when the smoke cleared, Tala. I intend to hold you to it."

“I’m right here.” “Well, if it isn’t the hyperactive little shadow.” Voss sneered before letting out a dark, amused chuckle. “I see you’re still there. I should have known you’ll still be clinging to him like a fucking leech.” Beck’s expression darkened immediately. “Unfortunately for you, asshole." Myla looked between the phone and Beck, her brows furrowing. “You know him?” Beck didn’t take his eyes off the device. “Yeah, I know exactly who this piece of trash is,” he spat out, his voice shaking with pure disgust. “He is Commander Richard Voss.”

He jerked off his body and almost fell off from his horse, roaming eyes around him. 'Who said that?' he thought. The Commander of his army, Panther, was fighting close to him, growls of bloodlust for the enemies coming from his mouth. His red eyes were enough to scare someone normal, his roars were more violent, the swinging of his sword was proving that he was a living monster in the mankind. "It is me," the voice whispered again. Moriah sighed with frustration, though the voice seemed familiar as if he heard that mysterious voice before. "I am the Lord of Life."

They will do anything to get to keep their mates for themselves. But I won't leave my family for any man. The brown one completely shifts his behavior now. He starts gently licking my wound, poking me with his nose, but I'm not having this shit. I growl, my lips baring sharp canines, ordering him to step the hell away from me. He seems not to care at all ant pokes me with his nose again. Like hell I am coming with you, stupid mutt. Seeing my stubbornness, he steps back and shifts to his human form. He is tall, really tall, with ivory hair and icy, wild eyes. A viking, my first thought was. ''Shift'' he orders me with a strange accent. No emotion in his voice.

The commander lips curved slightly, "Then be ready for punishment." And with that the commander totally turned into a beast and forced himself on Bella. Bella was no match for him she was so much tiny in front of his big broad muscled body. After he penetrated her, he realized she is the virgin and he slow down his movement and tried to comfort her with his actions. After the intimacy finished. The commander was satisfied and a faint smile appeared on his face. He took shower and threatened Bella if she dares tell someone about it he will make sure she won't be able to see any person in her life.

the announcer says, and he approaches the glowing male that Fiadh likes. "Captain Terrax will be fighting a Latroot...Commander Saz will be fighting a Mangog...Commander Fornis will be fighting a Bunte...Captian Net will be fighting a Zobilo...Captain Cailan will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says as he continues down the line, and I watch as each Champion gets their beast. Each one looks confident and even pleased when they receive their beast. Suddenly, Krystal snorts in an amused way, and I look at her.

I am sorry let the commander buy one for you. Is it beauty and a charming elixir? Judith, more or less you are too closer to commander than me. Boss, did you hear what Prince said? He wants to say that you are likely to enjoy my beauty so get prepared to buy one for me. All this while Commander was silent.

It is common for fighters to mask their emotions in order to pose a threat to their opponent. "Beast is my underling. I'm the captain here! I've done far more than this when I was your age, so if you tried to impress me with your strength, you failed! I'll advise you know how you talk to me! Don't throw your weightless weight around me!" Declan scoffs. "Captain? Your aura is identical to that of beast! You must be a mere ceremonial head because there isn't anything particularly impressive about you! I've already told you mine! If you want to live, get out, but if you have a death wish, stay!"

I asked, trying to shove the roughness from my voice; maybe I could pretend like I didn’t know her. “I had wanted to meet you for a while; it’s a miracle to find you here,” she says, and there was no trace of hatred or dislike in her voice. I had been about to tell her I was lost, but I changed my mind, noticing there weren’t many people around. “I’m glad to meet you too." I lied “Maybe a formal introduction?. I am Beatrix, a commander in the pack.” I know. “I had never met a female commander before, especially one so young; I am impressed.”

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.