Taming My Husbands In Beast World Novels & Stories

was all she could utter in that moment. Her husband didn’t care that they were on the balcony. Lust had completely consumed him. And the next thing she knew, he was claiming her from behind. She faced the wide view of the island, both hands gripping the railing. Her husband’s hands covered hers, anchoring them like nails. “Damn it, baby! Ohh, sh!t!” he groaned as he continued thrusting into her from behind. His tongue brushed along her back. She felt his fingers start playing with her slit, just above, while he kept pounding into her.

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

His hands fisted beside him and a low guttural growl emmited from deep within him. When it came to Aurora, he was fiercely possessive, and hearing another man try to claim her brought out the beast in him. As he was about to storm towards Bishop, Aurora grabbed his arm and stopped him. He whipped around and glared at her, but the look on her face quelled the rage within him. With a single touch that flared up the sparks of the mate bond, his beast went silent. He stood there, breathing hard, staring at her silently. "Henry, it's okay. Control yourself." Aurora whispered to him. She moved towards him and placed her hands on his face, softly stroking his jawline.

I swallowed nervously, and just as I reached out to take the spoon he had been holding in his other hand, he smoothly tucked it behind his back. I furrowed my brow. "What are you doing?" "Eat with your hands," he commanded. "No." I recoiled in pure disgust. "You can't make me do that. I am a prince." He gave a slow, deliberate nod. "Exactly. Princes use spoons. Beasts don't." 'Damn Omega.' "Are you all related or something? Do you all share the exact same twisted brain?" I muttered angrily, glaring at my one free hand. "I am not a beast. I am an Alpha prince. An Alpha."

I shake my head. If I let him continue it's gonna get out of hand and I might have sex with him.... someone I don't love. I gave him a hard push and got off his lap. He frowns at me. "Come back!" He ordered. I sighed....I feel like he's got an animal instincts just like Tarzan....wait, maybe we are real life Tarzan and Jane! "Angel?" I moved closer to him and held his face. "Let's not rush things, Andre"

Troy smiled lightly touching the girl's cheek. "And I want a son as handsome and caring as you. You shall teach him to be like you and also how to treat a girl right." Eva too copied Troy's action, and touched his cheek lightly. They both stared in each other's eyes happily when suddenly realization hit them. They were talking like a married couple, whereas their wedding was nothing but fake.

“Hurry, babe. She's looking for us. The party is already over.” As they are about to leave, Colton trailed the two with his cold voice. “Is he your new man?” Lissie took a deep breath before swerving around and faced Colton. “Correction, Mr. Vistagra. He's not just my man. He's my husband.” Colton Vistagra was too stunned to speak. “Your new husband?” Surprise flows in his tone. His head spun, struggling to take her declamations. Her words echoed in his mind, each repetition added fury to his fire.

This was Andre Gray, and before I had gotten into a contract marriage with him, I knew he did not build his riches by being kind. He got to the top by being ruthless. Merciless. Punishing. He would take my entire world away if he could not be in it. Slowly, my whole body quivered from the maddening fury that erupted in me. Hurting me was not enough. He wanted to destroy me!

I remember him yesterday as an aggressive man—and a man who hates me for being here. "I can't do that, if you have your tradition, the southeast clan do have one too. It is to hide the bride's face until the wedding happens." It's not real but It's the only way I can think to convince him. If this reason is not believable then I think I can't do anything about it. "Well, I'm your future alpha and do you think I do mind about those rules—" "Alpha Lucas, we need you. The rogues are wandering around the western borders and some of them did harm our livestock."

He could still feel the warmth of her vagina as she clenched it against his rock hard manhood and rode him steady. This time he would do the thing his brother mentioned he did last before he killed them. Raymond called it 'Beast Mode' Beast Mode was when he would tie them up and have fast paced intercourse with them, nearly ripping their vagina out from their bodies. After doing that for a while and seeing them reach their climax, he would turn into a werewolf and have sex with them. A werewolf using its strength on a human would make that human reach full orgasm and pass out. Raymond always told him of how he would 'cum' on their passed out bodies and then eat them whole.