Ami finding a man with the same name as her baby is hilarious because his name is Charming. She really would call it fate. The birds sing outside my window and I know I have to get up. It was now, or I’d waste another hour in bed. Which, in my mother’s words, meant being useless. The nagging voice in my ear was hers. My one goal in life was being useful to her.
The cloud hovering above my head thundered, but I closed my eyes and calmed the rumbling. I had enough on my plate. Spiraling would only hinder me from doing what I needed to do today. I didn’t have enough time to deal with my negative thoughts and self-loathing.Rolling out of my bed, I rise from the bed like Dracula out of his coffin. My head spins as I jump to my feet and my vision goes black. It clears as I walk. If I don’t make breakfast, I’ll never hear the end of it, and that will only come back to bite me when I try to go out. It doesn’t matter how old I am; I live under hEveryone knows that Mythinder is used for two things. One, to find people you’re attracted to and two, hook up with them. I’ve been out of practice until recently and I’ve talked to a few guys that have made it unbelievably awkward. It had only been a few minutes and he was so easy to talk to. I didn’t joke around with the other guys, so this was a nice change. Goddess it feels good to laugh.Another ping from my mother reminded me I was in a rush to leave the packhouse. I still hadn’t checked her message and I needed to get out of here before she lost her patience and mind linked me. This was something wolves within a pack could do to communicate with each other. If she couldn’t get a hold of me, it was common practice for her to screech down the mind link line. I tapped my screen and it lit up.Me: Guess again! You have two more tries.Uriel: Okay… are you a werebear?
It’s like he knows. How can he know me so well when we’ve never met? The need to please, the need to be good for him is like a fucking calling. It’s so easy for him. He can dominate this conversation, he can push up in the direction he wants, Goddess, he would make me feel better than any man ever has.Me: Yes.Dane: Don’t make me wait, babe.Am I really going to do this? The use of that pet name should make me cringe but it doesn’t. It has the opposite effect. My pussy is drenched and I want him. This fantasy that he’s painted for me is everything I’ve ever wanted. I close my eyes as I envision him. The large alpha that wants to control me, take me, use me, and stares down his nose at me. The slick between my legs tells me that I want it all. I want him to dominate me and use my body until he’s sated. I want to please him, I want to do anything and everything without consequences. I don’t want to think about w
Just Dane’s voice alone could make me moan. It came out through the speaker and washed over my body like a decadent dessert. He didn’t have to tell me to watch him while he fucked his fist. The world could end and I wouldn’t bat an eye. I’d die staring at the screen. His veins popped out on top of his hand and he squeezed his length tightly as he thrust his hips. Dane’s even breathing made me want to roll my eyes into the back of my head, but I couldn’t even blink. I watched as he held the phone stead above him. I got an eagle eye view of his tatted stomach, every inch of his cock, and even his thighs.Goddess. This man is…Enough to make you damn your mate?I wouldn’t go that far!Cleo’s laughter was silenced as he groaned as his movements picked up. I slid my fingers in and out of my wet pussy as two of Dane’s fingers reached down and squeezed his balls. He released them and I watched as he thrust
I don’t know how many times I re-read his text. Hope? He hoped I liked the cumshot? Liked? I more than liked it. My mouth still watered from the need to lick up every last drop. There was something about Dane. It was hard for me to come out of my shell, especially sexually, but with him it was something I didn’t even need to think about. He had gotten me to switch off the voice in my head. The one that told me I couldn’t do things out of my comfort zone and reminded me of why I didn’t like being touched. But when I thought of Dane, I wanted to do everything. I wanted to explore a side of my sexuality I’d never explored.From the moment I decided to obey him, I didn’t give a flying fuck if anyone was around, or if anyone could see me. I wanted to do it, I wanted to do what he wanted. Not only had he gotten me to move without thinking, the cloud above my head had disappeared. There was no thunder clapping or lighting flashing. The rain dried up
Pushing the door open, the bell rang above our heads, and Bella gasped. I didn’t bother hiding the smug smile across my face. It looks like you might get mugged outside, okay, not might. You’ll definitely get mugged outside if you hang around too long, but the inside?Neon lights flashed and old rock music played. The ice cream display and counter was the first thing you saw on your left when you first entered. A gothic chick wore an origami hat on top of her head. She blew a bubble and it popped as she watched us with a look that screamed she wanted to go home. Below the glass counter there were flavors you wouldn’t find in a normal ice cream shop and on top were spiked drinks. You just had to pick your poison.The wall on the right was littered with retro games with sounds that called your inner child out to play. But it didn’t stop there, the games lined the back wall and swooped around to the back of the ice cream counter. Bella jumped up
I’m probably the most awkward person when it comes to showing affection, but I try not to think about it as I hop in the car. I stare out of the windshield as I hand her the bag. Only when she grabs it and pulls it to her lap, do I glance over. I watch as a smile spread across her face. When her head whips in my direction, I fight the urge to look away. She stares at me with eyes that glitter, and now I’m uncomfortable. I clear my throat, turn away from her, and start the car.“What are these for?” Bella asked.“They’re yours. I know how much you love sweet drinks,” I said nonchalantly.I grab my phone and my eyes widen as I note how many Snarl notifications I have. Uriel sent me at least ten messages and I try really hard to hide the emotions that are trying to crawl onto my face. I do not need her to think I have a boyfriend and tell Amos, or worse, his mother. Tapping on the first notification, Snarlchat opens and I smile a
Not even an hour later, Bella approves of my outfit. I’m wearing a skintight black dress that leaves little to the imagination, a loose flannel jacket, and combat boots. In short, my dress is so short. If I bend over, they won’t just get a little peek, my fat ass cheeks will be on full display. Note to self: no dropping anything. I wave Bella goodbye and she whistles as I rush out.There was a council meeting called tonight, and my mother is required to attend. There was an attack on the east side and pack members have concerns and complaints she needs to hear out. Shortly after I got home with Bella, my mom called me to inform me. I’m not sure if it was a rogue attack or another pack. You would think that I’d be required to attend, but since I’m the youngest, no one misses me at these things. Either way, the packhouse is practically empty and I don’t have to worry about my mother or anyone else seeing me dressed this way. It’s quiet as I walk across the driveway and to my car.I usua
The music was loud, but the sound of my nervous heart roared over everything else. Uriel pulled my stool out for me and I thanked the Goddess. I wouldn’t have to worry about my dress sliding up too much if I leaned back on the seat. My phone was going out as I grabbed the menu.“I didn’t order for you because I didn’t know what you liked,” Uriel said.“No worries,” I said. I was too nervous to eat, but I pretended to look through the menu.“How was the drive?” He asked.“Good,” I whispered. I cleared my throat and repeated myself, but louder.Uriel leaned forward. His scent filled my nostrils. I could feel his warmth at my side and I wondered why we were going through with sitting and eating. This whole “get to know each other” thing wasn’t real. Ami's words replayed—“The best way to get over someone was to get under someone else.” I didn’t need to get to know him. I just needed to ride him until I was cumming. No big deal. I didn’t want to come across as a whore, but I couldn’t figur
Falling asleep with the woman I love in my arms brought me a peace I have never known. I haven’t slept that well… ever. Vera was running and I knew it had to do with her shitty ex. When she cried out her safe word, I almost saw red. The implications of what she’s been through was enough for me to know he was running on borrowed time. Luckily for him, I wasn’t in a rush to get his info. This was only the beginning. I just needed a name, picture… and an address. Okay, I just needed a name and an address and then I’d sort it for her. We’ve been talking for months, but seeing her in person? Fuck. I knew right away why I was so obsessed with her. Months of Snarling her and I had no idea she was mine. I should have known.Years of wondering about my mate, instincts demanded I find her, but I couldn’t. I didn’t think I deserved to look for her after I got Ana pregnant. She was a passing fling, but when she came to me holding her belly, one sniff and I knew Maria was mine. I did right by her a
The silence in the room was deafening. My forehead wrinkled, my lips parted, and I forgot how to breathe. I know I didn’t hear that right. Right? My eyebrows furrowed. Goddess, it felt like my heart had stopped. I swallowed as I looked into Dane’s eyes. I expected his face to light up and tell me he was joking, but what I found was unwavering truth. There wasn’t any shame there like I assumed. I’ve read books where men have lied about having children just so they could get a piece of ass. While I’m aware I can’t base real life situations off of what I’ve read, I’ve also known alpha-holes who are exactly like the villain.Was I doubting him with this new piece of information after he’d done absolutely nothing for me to feel this way?Yes. Yes, I was.“It wasn’t in your SnarlChat bio,” I rasped. Unconsciously, I tried to pull away, but his grip tightened.“I’m not on SnarlChat looking for a life partner,” he said slow and carefully.“Well, no. I guess not many are,” I scoffed. He held m
“Okay. Let’s start easy. How old are you?” I asked.“I’m 26. What about you?”“I’m 24,” I laughed. I wasn’t 16 anymore and internally I felt old.“What would you have done if you were older?” he asked.“Hey! I’m the one asking the questions around here,” I teased.“Okay, okay,” he chuckled. He pushed the bag of cheesy goodness, offering me damnation. I didn’t even hesitate as I grabbed a handful. He held the bag between us and that had me smiling. Apparently, the bar was still on the floor.“How long have you lived here?” Then I bit into the puffy chip and waited for his response.“I spent half of my life living somewhere else. I had to move here for personal reasons and enlisted,” he said.“Hm… do you have any siblings? Little sisters? Brothers?” I asked.“No. I’m an only child.”“Wow, really?” He nodded. “But you’re not a spoiled brat.”“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he laughed.“You should. I have nine siblings! How was it growing up? Quiet?” I was intrigued to know.“I had a lot
When I’d all but licked my dish clean, I looked up to find leaning back in his seat, watching me. There was a glint in his eyes that told me he had sinful, delicious thoughts. My throat tightened. It felt like he could see through me, no, into me. As if he were peering into my soul. I was in a towel, but Goddess, I hadn’t felt as naked as I did right then. A shiver ran up my spine. My cheeks heated, and I knew my face was red. Unable to take a second more, I jumped to my feet and grabbed my dish. Only for him to take it from me.“You’re not doing that,” he murmured as he shook his head.“I’m not doing what? Taking my mess back?” I laughed. The first time makes sense, but at this point I was feeling like a burden. He laced his fingers with mine, and I forget how to breathe when he pressed his lips to my knuckles. His eyes cut to mine.“No, you can’t,” he growled.I mean… it’s hard to argue with that.But I would.“Okay, okay. I’ll just… sit down like a princess,” I feigned with mock ser
Dane was right. It had been hours. The sun had already sunk beneath the horizon and the moon hung high in the sky. The stars danced and their sparkle kept catching my eye. But nothing held my attention as much as Dane’s chiseled, tattooed back. When we walked into the kitchen, he lifted me and placed me on the counter. He hadn’t given me a shirt or let me change before he dragged me downstairs. So the cool counter top against the back of my thighs caused goosebumps to break out across my skin. He stood right beside me with a bowl of meat and had already finished peeling and chopping potatoes into thin little cubes.“How do smash burgers and fries sound?” Dane asked.“Like a food orgasm,” I groaned.“I love it when you make that sound. I’ll give you whatever kind of orgasm you want, whenever. Just say the word,” he sighed. My cheeks flushed as a smile spread across my face. He smirked as he rolled the meat in the palm of his hand and squished it effortlessly. He placed one patty after a
Did he really just write his name using his cum?There is only one book I’ve read where the morally grey character did that. I remember it vividly because my jaw was on the floor and if the author had asked for my soul to bring him to life, I would have said yes without hesitation. Not only is Dane giving me big bad daddy Dom, but in a short period, he’s given me everything I need. But this? He’s doing the Goddess’ work by bringing a smut slut’s dreams to life.My vision blurred and my chin trembled. Dane lifted his gaze to mine. There was a possessiveness there, but also a gleam. The bastard. He was enjoying the blatant shock on my face. I should be irked, but I wasn’t. I was a whirlwind of I want him forever, spank me again, and fuck me now. How was a girl supposed to think straight when faced with Dane? His eyes warm as a smile spreads across my face even as a single tear escaped and rolled down my cheek. His story grays tracked the one tear to rebel against my will.“I know this is
Dane claimed I was his, as if that was that. There was no explanation, no elaboration. It just was. I wanted those two little words to be true. Goddess, I did. Even though he looked me in the eye when he said it, beneath the many layers over my heart, I didn’t believe it. I needed to stay in this bubble where he only wanted me. I needed to wrap myself up in his words. In the short time we knew each other, he hadn’t lied to me.Was it possible to fall head over heals with someone you’d only known a few days?It was so ludicrous; I wanted to laugh. And yet here I was, pretending I would be okay with this just being a fling. He hadn’t lied to me before, but like all men, they eventually did. This only bothered me now that I was with Dane. I hoped he would lie to me longer. He rinsed my hair, distracting me from my thoughts. I held onto him, afraid he’d disappear if I didn’t.He lifted me onto the edge of the tub, my skin a light contract to the obsidian beneath. The hard material was cool
Surprise. That’s what had my eyebrows diving into my hairline. The meaning behind Dane’s words were clear, but my mind wouldn’t process them in correlation with myself. Stripped bare in front of this man with my his hand on my neck, my pulse thrummed beneath his thumb.The things that would make me nervous on a daily basis, weren’t. Why? Because of his big dick? No. Dane waving his cock around didn’t make my trauma disappear. My body and brain have been at odds since he showed up at the party and dragged me to his car. I couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled up and fell from my lips. I felt like I was going to crack. I’d blame my hysteria on exhaustion.“I didn’t know you were a king, but I think you’re mistaken.”“About what exactly?” Dane asked as he cocked his head.“I am no queen,” I murmured in comedic disbelief.Steel eyes darkened to a stormy gray, and the hand wrapped around my throat squeezed. After the abuse I’d suffered at the hand of the man who was supposed to love me, I s
“You’re the only one. I did those things because it was you,” Dane rasped.“You expect me to believe that you’d do all of those things for someone you’d never met?” I asked.“I expect nothing but what you have to offer,” Dane said.I don’t know what it was, but it felt like too much. He was too much. I needed to get away, but Dane refused to release me as I shook my head. He hovered right in front of me, not above me. He treated me as an equal, he spoke to me as someone he valued, and he waited patiently for me to speak like what I said mattered. The walls were closing in and the clouds promised to help me dive into the dark abyss I was used to.His body served as barrier, unbending against he winds of depression. His eyes held me captive, demanding I believe him. He refused to let me look anywhere but at him. He wanted me to hear him, feel him, trust him. Of course, I heard him. I knew I was being ridiculous. I felt like an idiot for crying over women wanting him, when I just slept w