Truly Madly Mates Melanie Novels & Stories

Diana swallowed hard. She pushed her saliva down her throat and back into her belly. The first Herd brother tucked a loose strand of her jet black waves of hair to the back of her right ear, her dark blue eyes continued to scan his lustful face. Her panties were already coated with her juices. Did she really want to follow them and experience the thrill of being slutted out by two mysterious men who turned out to be her mates? The answer was yes. Was she terrified?

"Try to smile. You're making it look like we are selling you." I sighed, "Please leave me alone Allena. I'm not in the mood for this." She frowned and patted my head, "Stop acting like you're all that now. Everyone knows the Lycan King is a mad man and you won't even last a month." "I never asked for this you know. You're supposed to marry him and–" She suddenly pulled my hair, making me wince in pain. "Don't you dare go running your mouth! You're just a substitute for me and that's what you'll always be."

Is she insane? I take a step closer the girl. The earth rumbles, just barely, but enough. She looks down at me and I cross my arms over my chest. “Try and touch my mate again and see what happens.” I have no idea how I do it, Melanie stumbles from the quake even though it’s not that strong. Everybody else is standing up just fine but her. “What the heck are you?” she screams. “You won’t try to touch him again, will you?” I ask, ignoring her question. “Or talk to him. Or even look at him. Right?”

She purred. Sitting back, Melanie continued working her hips and raising her arms over her head, took her long hair up with it. "How does your best friend's mom look riding you, baby?" "Fûcking unbelievable." I whispered, taking in her slender body and her perfect tîts. "Better than a video game?" she asked, cupping those tîts and stroking her nîpples for me. Fuck, she was hot! I put my hands on her hips and pushed and pulled as she moved, guiding her as she rode me. Melanie stopped moving back and forth and lifting herself from my cock, said, "Slide up on the bed, so I can ride your thick dick!"

“Uh uh, no. Who is this guy?” She let go of his arms and grabbed his ass, pulling her hips up to bring him in deeper. “He’s gay,” she grinned. “Don’t look so jealous.” Darrell chuckled and pounded her hard a few times, groaning and working her body with his. He stopped and panted, “Anyone else?” She stared at the beads of sweat sliding down his beautiful neck. “My mother can’t be here by Tuesday. She’s going to kill me.” “She’ll get over it.” Darrell moved his hips in circles. “Right?”

He then moves, grabs her again, pulling her back to her feet and wrapping his hand tight around her throat, as he looks over at Melanie, growling, "WHAT IS SHE TO HIM?? WHAT IS HE TO HER?? TELL ME NOW!!" She struggles again as Mary starts to rasp for breath. Melanie manages to turn enough to look at me. I send her a small smile as I nod my head, telling her to tell him. She then whispers, "She is his mate, and he is hers..." Toby lets Mary fall to the ground once more, gasping for breath as he grins wide and laughs. "I knew it, I knew it... He would have been the only one to get close enough to her at any point..."

Smart move. Melanie let out a harsh laugh, dragging her fingers through her perfectly styled curls until they stood on end. Her eyes were glazed over with something unhinged, and her voice, oh, her voice sounded like it belonged to someone who hadn’t slept in days. “You don’t understand.” She whispered, then louder, “You never understood!” She stopped pacing and turned to face us, her eyes practically glowing with something unholy. “I loved him.” Her voice cracked, “So damn much. I would have died for him. Given him everything. Do you know what it feels like to crave someone so much that it hurts to breathe when they’re not around?”

Andrew and Matt aren't virgins, but they do not sleep with she-wolves; instead, they have one-time encounters with humans who live near the territory. But I have been in a relationship with Melanie since middle school, we have only had sex with each other, but we can be toxic. On again and off again rollercoaster. I like Melanie, but ever since we both turned eighteen this summer, she has become extra clingy. Calling fifteen times in one day, and when she is not calling, she is texting. I know she is hoping we are mates, but somewhere deep down, I am praying we aren't. "She better not be our mate, or I might have to kill us. I have no idea how you handle her shrill voice. I know the sex isn'

I tried to focus on my food, ignoring the glares from Oswald’s mother, but it was hard not to feel the weight of her displeasure. Just as I thought the meal would pass in silence, Oswald spoke up. “Melanie’s coronation as queen needs to happen soon,” he said, his tone serious. Ethan nodded. “Before that, though, we need to publicly announce her presence as your mate.” My fork paused mid-air, and I looked at Oswald. “Wait, what?” “Melanie,” Oswald continued, “you’re my mate. We need to let the world know.” Everyone looked at me, and I felt the weight of their stares. I was still trying to process everything.

She poured herself a cup of water for the both of us. I downed my cup and exhaled. “I don’t know. I'm so confused, Melanie. I don’t know what to do.” I admitted. I was scared. Fate was giving me another chance at love. But it was also another chance to get hurt. Having a mate meant I had to become vulnerable again. “I don't know what to say, Mia. I'm as surprised as you are. Who would have known that the famous Triplets was going to be your second chance mate? Never in my wildest dreams did I see this coming.” Melanie replied.