Taming Killian Black Novels & Stories

I took my phone out of my purse, unlocked it and placed it on the table before sliding it over to Jason. "I made a recording." I said simply. Jason picked up the phone. "Don't be shy, press play." I urged him. Jason played the video and the room was filled with sounds from the video. After a few moments Jason paused the video and smirked at me. "You're trying to blackmail me with what? A video of me shirtless?" Jason laughed. "Go ahead, release it. It will make the ladies love me more." "Don't be so fast, watch it till the end." I replied to him confidently.

He was the one who begged me to be his fake girlfriend and barely two hours into this arrangement he is suddenly confessing things like he actually means them and somehow I am the problem. A laugh slips out of me before I can stop it because this fucking bastard, it really is a thing with the Blacks, being unbelievably dense. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Kade Black, you’ve got to—” I cut myself off when I notice him pulling his shirt off, revealing blacked out tattoos across his chest and just as I expected full sleeves inked down his right arm. His body is lean and defined in a way that becomes impossible to ignore once he is no longer fully dressed and for a second my brain comple

My skin erupted with black fur. The pain should have been unbearable. But I barely felt it. Because Killian had gone primal. Completely and utterly feral. He did not care about the pain. Did not care about anything except the red-eyed beast that was triggering the curse. The beast that was walking toward us through the darkness. Massive. Hulking. Eyes glowing like coals. Killian launched toward it with full force. No hesitation. No strategy. Just raw, brutal violence. We collided mid-air, a tangle of claws and teeth and fury.

Killian's grip on me was even tighter than anything I had ever felt before , it felt like he was making his mark on me and wanted everyone to know that I was his. Richard moved back a bit and dropped his hands as he forced out a smoke from his lips. “It’s finally nice to meet you Mr Blackwood” he says as he stretches his hands out. I raised my head to look back at Killian and that was when I noticed the rage in his eyes. If looks could kill I’m pretty sure the man would be six feet already. The man sighs against and frolics his hands as Killian grabs my arms. “Richard I think that’s enough conversation for a night”

“You’re supposed to be extinct. Is this a trick of Killian’s to get me out of here?” Damien let out a sadistic laugh, one that showed not a hint of humanity. He took another step toward me, looking with contempt at the empty bottles and the carpet burned by cigarettes. “Killian Blackwood has something that belongs to us” he said, examining my disfigured face with the curiosity of an entomologist looking at a crushed insect. “But we have a common interest. You want the Sterling girl, don't you? Help us get to him, and you will get your female back.”

But Killian didn't need my silver. He walked up to Silas, stopping so close their chests almost touched. He didn't shift. He didn't growl. He simply reached out, grabbed the front of Silas’s heavy leather vest with one hand, and pulled the massive Alpha down until they were eye-to-eye. "My howl doesn't belong to you, Silas," Killian said, his voice quiet but so laced with raw, human venom that it carried to the back of the hall. "I am Killian Blackwood. I took the Citadel. I took the South. And if you think my wolf is the only thing that makes me dangerous, step outside with me right now. No shift. No claws. Just two men and a knife."

I do want to drink, I don't care if I have to beg him for it. He motions for the bartender to give me another drink. This is nice. 10 minutes later and I've never left this free. "Igor is not just a kid, he looks innocent but he is not. Maintain your distance with him," Killian says taking out a cigarette from his pocket. "Igor is just a kid, and I can do whatever the fuck I want," I remembered him dancing with Cora and how much he enjoyed it. "Maybe I will go back and dance with him in front of everybody."

And when Killian had fucked my thighs a few days ago, it had felt good too. " Are you afraid?" " No..." " You are trembling " " I'm just excited. Please continue " Killian was silent for a moment. I saw him watching me through the mirror, a slight frown meeting his handsome features. " Perhaps we should wait until..." He tried to pull away from me but I didn't let him " No, I want this so much. I need you, Alpha. Please...please fuck me....breed me ontil I don't know anything else except your cock fucking me "

I asked him. “You're right, what he did was wrong but he did it anyway. I'm not going to wipe out your pack like your father did to mine, no first I'm going to take away everyone you love; the lovely Lena, Kate, Lachlan, Little William, Kat, Eric and finally Adriana. I'm going to take all of them away from you and you're going to watch as I kill all of them and then you'll watch as I set my army of feral shifters on your pack and they destroy everything that you've built but unlike your father, I won't kill everyone. No, I want survivors, I want them to spread the story of what happened and they'll know that there's nothing they can do about it because I'll be unstoppable. Then and only then