Tasting All My Mates Book Novels & Stories

The quiet one who has been staring at me like I was a piece of meat finally decided to talk. Kael’s voice was a dark, rumbling earthquake, vibrating with an ancient magic that commanded the very air in the room to still. “We wouldn't harm you even if we wanted to; we are mated to you.” Just with the word "mate," my wolf, who has been quiet, suddenly whimpered, suddenly growling, making my head hurt. She paced frantically, torn between the agony of Zach's recent rejection and the intoxicating, possessive pull of these three dark Alphas.

It had been seven long years since I last saw him clearly. However, when I reached Rowan’s villa, just as I was about to knock, I froze. From inside, I heard breathless sounds. I tilted my head, listened carefully, and glanced up at the familiar entrance to make sure I hadn’t gone to the wrong place. “How about it, Rowan? Isn’t it more thrilling for us to mate in our true wolf forms?” That voice… It belonged to my younger sister, Evelyn Dougherty! “Tell me, Rowan,” Evelyn gasped between breathy moans, “Who do you like being with more? Me or my sister, Mia?”

I poured myself a glass of the amber liquid, ignoring Leo's horrified gaze. "Dude, that's messed up," Leo said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "You can't just marry someone you've only known for a few days. It's not right. I mean we're talking about your future Luna here. How could you be so reckless?" "Isabella is my mate," I downed the liquor in one gulp and let the burn distract me from my seething rage. "And I assure you, there will be no problem."

I ask, confused. "Mates can read each others’ thoughts." he answered casually, as if I was an expert on the topic of mates. "Not all of them, but some of them will slip through." "If you're so smart, what am I thinking now?" I say, as I close my eyes and concentrate. "You're wondering why I keep referring to you as my mate, and you're also wondering how I am so gorgeous?" "Wow, you're good." I say, sarcastically. He smiles smugly not catching my sarcasm and sits back in his seat.

CARLA I didn't know what got into my head that made me crave my mate. I meant sex, and it was outside our regular session. We did it at night, in the morning after breakfast, and even before lunch. And now, I was craving him again on the way back to the pack house from visiting the infirmary to check and play with pups. Unbelievable! I strode fast as I felt thirsty already, not for a drink but for my mate. I wanted him now.

The voice from the call clung to me like smoke, suffocating and inescapable. The phone buzzed softly in my hand, but I couldn’t hear it over the pounding in my ears. Those words kept replaying, like a needle stuck on a cursed record. I have information about your mate.

My wolf Rowan had been crying in my head, telling me to go and talk to our mate, but I just couldn't bring myself to. I still remember that kiss, the way it had made me feel, I must admit, that's how a kiss is supposed to feel. That's what people have been raving about, I haven't felt it with the girls I've dated, Chloe included. I haven't felt it with anyone but him, even Luca's made me feel disgusted, but his was different. I guess it's because he's my mate….

Because I want to know what he meant earlier about my entire body tasting like my mouth and because he smells so much like buttery maple syrup, I tilt my head and run my tongue over his neck. I instantly feel him go rigid and I jerk back. “I…I’m sorry,” I say. “You don’t have to be sorry. You just surprised me. What was that about?” he asks me. “I…you…” I say, feeling completely embarrassed. What was I thinking? He strokes his fingers over my cheek. “You don’t need to be embarrassed. I told you, I’m your mate. You can touch me in any way you want, even if that is tasting my neck. Did I taste good?” he asks, looking like he really cares about my response.

Mate? I was gonna be his mate. Based on the books I read, mates are a werewolf's partners. I bit my lower lip, examining his features; he was like a fictional character in the books I have read and I was gonna be his leading lady like oh my God. I mean if I was gonna be a werewolf, then I would be glad to be his mate. His manly aura was looking so good. I sniffed. He also has a good scent. I guessed it wasn't a bad idea to be his mate if I really have no choice.

"I don't have a second thought about that, Mate. It's not that I want a strong mate for weight lifting or for wrestling. I need a loving mate for me, for us." I bit my bottom lips suppressing that stupid smile like a teenager and the blush that I felt trying to creep onto my cheeks. Damn my mate! He was making me feel the things that I had never felt before. He leaned down and pressed his forehead against mine before speaking. "My search for my mate stopped here because finally, we met." "Even my wait ends here because we finally met." "Finally.", We said together and smiled. . The End. . So, finally, this book has come to an end.