Taming Andrew Novels & Stories

I had to use the one weapon in my arsenal that always worked with Jason, seduction. I slipped my foot out of my heels and used it to caress Jason's legs. He gave me a surprised look. I took it a bit further by caressing his thigh which was more effective because he sat up. "Jason, can I speak to you for a moment?" I said while giving him a sultry look. He looked confused as to what to do. "Please…" I implored. "I'm sure they won't mind." "Alright." He agreed. We both walked into the restroom area.

She must not answer him; he'd follow her voice. "My sweet falcon, shall I tell you how I will tame her?" Silence, absolute. They were circling in the darkness like wary animals. "First I seel my lady, which is to deprive her of vision, with a black silken hood." Adrienne smothered an indignant gasp in her shaking hand. The folds of her gown rustled as she sidestepped quickly. "Then I blunt her talons." A pebble skittered across the floor a mere yard away. She backstepped, clutching her skirts to keep them still.

THBM EP 157 ~DOMINIC~ I had never been addicted to anything or anyone, so I never knew and expected how notoriously and nefariously painful withdrawal felt. How fucking restless I'd become if I lost a pet, how empty the house would feel, how cold it'd been all along before my little pet came along, how much I had slept and hoped to wake up the next day just to see that pretty little face that housed a small mouth that felt so fucking good around my cock. How much I would skitter down the road of destruction if the day ever came when I'd have to lose my pet, how berserk I'd go.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

I should have been long gone, but he found me just in time. Andrew is a hunter who also collects herbs to make medicine. He says the forest is full of exotic plants that he collects and sells. He’s like a father to me, treating me with such kindness and care. If he were here today, he would have been fussing over how Anne let me start the fire. He spoils me rotten and doesn’t even allow me to lift a single finger. He gives me herbs he says will be good for me and my unborn child.

Jamari’s POV “Jamari! Thank the Goddess, I have finally found you.” I chuckle at the sight of Andrew bent over panting just ahead of me. The maze proved too much for the skilled warrior to navigate through easily. His eyes fix on mine as a smile curves his lips. He really is a handsome man. Such a shame he had to lose his mate at such a young age. Andrew is one of the kindest wolves I have met and he didn’t deserve the cards he was dealt.

Wrapping his free arm around my thigh, Andrew holds me in place as I finally come all over his face and his tongue. Freeing myself from Andrew’s grip, I fall to his side, lying on my back and breathing heavily. Andrew sits up and wipes his mouth with a very smug look on his face. “Are you ready for more, Little Wolf?” Lifting my head from the bed, I stare at Andrew in disbelief, “More?” “You are the one that thinks you can handle two mates, Little Wolf,” he grins at me smugly. “Show me what you got.”

Andrew, an unknown beast filled with an evil spirit, had devoured almost all the packs in Ramine City before Carly was traded to Alpha Terry. The city buzzed with trembling and fear. Now, Andrew was making his way to Lamine City, intent on spreading his reign of terror. Meanwhile, Carly fell to her knees, her cheek burning, but she dared not touch it or move an inch. "How dare you!" Tina spat, yanking Carly's hair backward in a violent manner.

Then it roared at Andrew with tremendous, deafening sounds in front of his face. Andrew rolled his eyes and smirked, "Fuck it, Tomas. You smell like a dead rotten rat, boy. But go on, taste my blood! Raste it, savour it." He murmured and stepped back with a knowing look. Andrew knew his blood would help the feral beast out of Tomas's mind. All he needed to do was wait and buy some time. Then the feral animal proceeded to step forward and smell Andrew as it stuck its nose in the air. It howled so loudly again that it almost defeated Diana’s ears. Its gaze penetrated something deep within Andrew, and suddenly, the beast could feel himself snap inside.

Three seconds of his mate touching him and he was ready to fight the world for her sake. What the fuck was wrong with him?! Confused, he shook his head and then lowered himself. Tanja stared at him, and he pushed her a little, willing her to climb up on his back. He wouldn't leave her here. "Oh, you want me to climb you? Sorry, I've never ridden on a wyvern before, and it's... It's a bit frightening. You're so large." Jack found it strangely endearing that Tanja was climbing up on him and barely confident enough to pull at his scales. She treated him like glass even though he was the size of a house.