Taming Her Beastly Mate Novelas e Histórias

Her hands bound behind her back and that long dark hair curving her breasts, but not able to hide the rest of her naked skin from me. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone I had ever seen before. My beast wanted her and I knew that it was dangerous to want her this much. It was like my body burned for her. I walked over to the booth that she was sitting in. The sharp scent of salt hung around her, mixing with her sweet berry-like scent. My mate was crying and I didn’t like it. My beast screamed for the blood of the person that had caused those tears. She should never cry like this.

“You made me this way, ma petite. You tamed the beast—now you live with him.” Her soft laugh unraveled me, but it was her eyes—bright, trusting, burning with love—that chained the predator. With anyone else, my wolf ruled. With Bella, I was both beast and man, both king and mate. I carried her to bed, kissing her like I needed her to breathe. My dominance melted into worship as I lay her down, but still the growl lingered in my chest, the reminder of the violence I would unleash for her. She arched into me, answering it with her own fire, and for a time, I let myself drown in her—her moans, her scent, the way she clung to me as if I were the only thing keeping her tethered.

So her mate was an omega and a beast, his father was a p*ssy and the pack was a bunch f*cktards, everything turned out so nice, right? Verya ran her hand through her hair...nothing’s been going her way since she came here...well everything else except that moment in the forest when she had Sathe shivering against the tree. The control he gave her made her pride shoot straight up to the sky, that and the fact that he was entirely turned on because of her. He was cute with a blush from his cheeks to his ears and even down to his neck. How could she have really killed someone like him? Beast or not, he was hers and she wouldn’t give another soul the audacity to touch him. If he had to die, then

She is an omega and I don't want the fact that if I decide to love her whole heartedly,I would have to deal with the mental and physical trauma of not being with her’ ‘But since she is my mate, it has made everything which was hard for me become much easier. She is my mate and it made more sense, I'm happy about this. No I'm not, a voice spoke inside of me. Guess what? the voice belonged to my wolf, it's my wolf again. My wolf wouldn't let it happen. My wolf wouldn't let it stand’ ‘My wolf is angry with the fact that we are all mated to my goddess of etheral beauty. I'm trying to suppress those reasinsting words alongside the feelings, but the more he's going, the more further we are going.

I lead us outside to the bikes instead of taking her to the infirmary when the meeting's over. "I can't ride like this, King," she says. She's returned to her human form and is using both hands to keep her shirt together. I lift my arms, pull my shirt over my head, and hand it to her in one move. The once-over she gives my chest leaves Beast purring in contentment, the traitor. I discovered in the meeting that Beast hasn't just accepted her as mate, he's ready to kill anyone who stands in his way. I need to refrain from thoughts of Marinah as mate until her beast is ready and Beast won't be helping. Neither did the kiss, which is something else I choose not to think of for the time being.

I lead us outside to the bikes instead of taking her to the infirmary when the meeting's over. "I can't ride like this, King," she says. She's returned to her human form and is using both hands to keep her shirt together. I lift my arms, pull my shirt over my head, and hand it to her in one move. The once-over she gives my chest leaves Beast purring in contentment, the traitor. I discovered in the meeting that Beast hasn't just accepted her as mate, he's ready to kill anyone who stands in his way. I need to refrain from thoughts of Marinah as mate until her beast is ready and Beast won't be helping. Neither did the kiss, which is something else I choose not to think of for the time being.

Her wolf whimpered wanting her to just be in its mate’s embrace and calm him. “ And no one, no fucking way someone’s going to take you away from me “ His hand brushed her damp hair, tucking it behind her ear, and she shivered, the touch igniting sparks along her skin. Her body heated up and the way his fingers softly grazed her warm skin, made her wolf to purr. “ I will fucking show you tonight whom you belong to and I don’t care if a war breaks out. Just know Your mate is capable of taking them down all on his own ”

Damian muttered, his voice a low, vibrating rumble as he tried to exert some form of logic over the storm brewing in his blood. But Kai was finished with logic. The beast within him surged, his consciousness slamming against Damian’s mind with the force of a tidal wave. "But our beautiful mate ran away from us! It hurt me!!!" Kai wailed, the sound a mix of a heartbroken whimper and a feral snarl. "Our gorgeous, little human Mate’s sexy round ass needs to be punished!!! I will find our beautiful Mate and drag his hot round ass back to our bedroom!!! I will tie our Pretty Little Mate to our bed with silver chains so he can never run from us ever again!!!"

My cunt tightened and twitched, “You wouldn’t dare. Because I would rip your fucking throat out before you even got close to him. And then I would mount you and fuck you until you drew your last breath, so my face was the last thing you saw in this life, mate.” My dark mate no longer held back as the beast inside him took control. With a roar, he pinned me up against the shower wall, and forced my legs apart. I cried out from the pain of my chest slamming into the wall, but what was pleasure without a bit of pain?

Taking my cock between her plump lips, sucking me all the way to my knot until I eventually spread her legs and fuck her until her legs can't stand straight for days. A groan strangled my throat as my palm landed on the bed in annoyance. “Enough,” I yelled at myself. I was desperate to extinguish the embers of desire, to prove to myself that this woman was as transient as the moon's fickle phases, another face in the endless procession of the goddess's gifts. ‘A gift I didn't want.’ But my beast is growling in excitement, loving that she is our mate, he wants to sniff her and drag her beneath him. He wants to bite her. Not very hard, just enough to claim her for the world to see that she was