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Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate Dream
Mia.As his hands move across the surface of my body, my heartbeat quickens and my breathing quickens. His kisses caress the back of my neck, warming my cheeks.Like warm desires, his hands begin to explore the canvas of my body. His touch ignited a fire in my soul, and my mind was filled with the most beautiful, sweet melodies.My stomach clenches. As sparks shoot through me, my thighs begin to quiver, and my heart begins to throb.Before kissing me, he leaned down and clasped my bottom lip between his canines. His kiss sent shivers up and down my spine. I could barely suppress my yearning as I feel a warmth emanating from my core. I melted into his grip, as his lips were soft and welcoming. Such a delectable flavor. I’d never experienced anything like it before. I move forward, drowning in the kiss. I moan. He pulled away from the kiss, only to kiss his way down my neck and lower.His canines scratch against my collarbone as he lightly bites my sensitive flesh before starting to lic
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate Mia
I can’t let you burn me up, nor can I resist you.*Mia.I’ve been awake all night because I couldn’t sleep.The new bed. New space.Staying in the new room seems strange. This is not where I call home. I really miss my home."I despise my mate. How dare he confine me as a prisoner?" I yell. "All I want to do is get back to where I belong. I want to see my family and friends. I want to return home.""Prisoner? Do you think you’re a prisoner? Prisoners are not allowed to stay in a luxury chamber," my wolf explains.Celestial, my wolf, betrays me and sides with his mate.How can he treat me like this? How can he kidnap me? I turned him down. He should have accepted my rejection and let me go. Damn him.He is not interested in having me as his mate or queen. He has no intention of letting anyone know that I am his mate. Because of his Lycan, he holds me here as a prisoner. He doesn’t care about me. He is only concerned about himself. He’s a demonic being. He needs a mate to help him cont
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate Hello, little mate
“Hello, little mate," a sweeter, deeper, huskier voice murmurs near my earlobe, making me shiver with delight at how sensual his voice is.His aura is distinct. His voice is deeper than the king’s, but it is also more dangerous, deeper, huskier, and manly than Miller’s."Hello, my name is Demon, Miller Lycan Wolf," he greets me."Hello." I shudder in terror, expecting him to hurt me like that jerk."Oh, don’t be afraid, my little wolf. I am not like him, and I am sorry he is treating you this way," he says quietly, moving me closer to him."Stay away from me!" I scream."I like being around you. You’re mine," he says, tenderly biting my earlobe. I take a step back and shove him away. "No," I answer emphatically. "I don’t belong to you." He has a sad expression on his face as he looks at me.When he takes a step closer, my gaze is drawn to him. He is staring down at me with an intense gaze. Under his intense gaze, my body squirmed. He takes a step closer to me."MINE!" he growls posses
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate strip
Mia.It’s been two weeks since my encounter with King Miller Lycan, demon, and he’s been on my mind ever since.My dreams are filled with him and the alpha. I get heated sensual nightmares that leave me panting when I wake up, and my moisture drenches my pants. I gasp. What happened to me? Why do I keep having dreams about him?DREAMS.Miller shifts his agitated stare at my naked body, and I watch as he does so. He moved dangerously close, yanking me closer to his arm as he smelled my scent.I bit her bottom lip. He kissed and sucked on the curve of my neck as he proceeded down to it, and I let out a quiet groan. He whirled me around to face him. He raises my head so I can gaze into his eyes.As lust glints in his eyes, I am startled by his ocean blue look. I attempt to get free from his grip, but he has such a firm grip on me. He lays me down on the bed and begins to place sweet kisses around my neck. Our tongues dance together as he intensifies the kiss. He crushes his lips against
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate Club
His presence both comforts and devastates me. I feel my heart beat, then wither, naked as a stone on the raging mattress, as the glorious full moon night slips through the window, dappling the flanks of this innocent who builds cages for the darling birds. Eat me, drink me; I’m thirsty and cranky. I travel back and forth to him, letting his fingertips strip the tatter flesh and cover me in his watery robe. This drenching garment, with its slithering stink and drowning ability.***MiaI am eating in the kitchen."Good morning," someone says.I stared Beta Scott in the eyes.I respond, "Good morning.""I apologize for bothering you," he says. His lips curled into a lovely smile."No, it’s fine. I’m done eating already," I say.He draw a chair and sit next to me."How are you liking it here so far?" He ask."It’s fine," I say, smiling.We were both happily conversing when the girls enter.Amira is my mate’s younger sister. She is so lovely and kind. We’ve been friends since I arrived, a
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate How dare she
Miller, King.As I enter the pack house, I find my mate’s scent has disappeared. I look everywhere for her, but she’s nowhere to be found. My heart begins to race as I realize she isn’t here. I take a deep breath and try not to panic. I take a deep breath and sniff the air. She is not here in the pack house. Where the heck is she? Where has she gone? Did she get away from here?I’m terrified because I fear she’s gotten away. I immediately think about linking my beta. I mind link him."Where is she?" I inquire."I don’t understand you, Alpha," he replies. "Who are you talking about?""My ma… I’m referring to Mia. Where has she gone?" I ask him again, louder this time.He appears to be frightening.He replied to my question, "Yes, she went clubbing with Amira and her friend.""Prepare the car. We’re going to the club," I announce to my beta."Right away, sir," he says.I can’t believe that little pawn would go somewhere like that without my consent! I can’t believe she’d do such a thing
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate In and out
Mia.A scorching stare fell on my body. It’s so hot that I have to glance in the direction of the glare, and there he is, my mate. No, my despised mate. He’s looking me down with a nasty stare. His eyes are filled with resentment. I can tell he’s mentally cutting me up in his head. He’s overcome with wrath. What is Miller’s problem?Our gazes lock, but I quickly move away so I may dance with the guy. As we dance to the rhythm of the music, he holds my hips. He’s being thrown around the dance floor by none other than my mate before I realize it. He began repeatedly punching him in the face."She is my belonging. You have no right to touch what is mine," he roars, animalistic, giving up the power to his Lycan wolf."Stop!" I yelled at him. "What exactly is the source of your problem?" I question him.He comes to a complete stop and turns to face me. Everyone has stopped dancing and is focused on what is going on."Would you like to know? You’re mine, Mia," he growls possessively. "You a
Ava Hansley: The Werewolf King Mate Heat
Quotes.I keep picturing you seizing me and having your way with me.*** HEAT.Mia.I walk into the restroom. I strip naked.I switch on the warm shower to enjoy a soothing soak.After bathing, I walk into the bedroom and over to my standing mirror, my emerald towel wraps around my body.I’m unwell and stressed out. I take off my towel and let it fall to my feet since I’m getting hot in the core. As I keep on creasing myself, my nipple hardens.“What exactly is wrong with me?” I inquire of my wolf.“You’re going into heat. Our mate is the only one who can help you. We should go to him,” my inner wolf's urge.“Never. I won’t,” I state, clasping my hands. “I’m still upset about what occurred between us. It was not done on purpose. Everything is because of the booze and the mating bond. All I need is a cold shower,” I fought back.“You’re not serious, Mia. Please, let’s go to mate,” my wolf begged. “You’ve been bathing since the morning without relieving yourself.”“We can’t,” I grumble.
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