Miller-Jones.I want to make her moan with pleasure as I ravish her body. I want us to reach a level of ecstasy that we have never experienced before. I want to drive her wild with passion.I taste her, my tongue surveying every inch of her flesh, and my kiss hickeys branding her. Her moans stoke the fires of desire and lust within me. I worship her body with my touch, and I can feel her pleasure radiating through me. I devour her with my eyes as I take in her beauty. Her hands are all over me, going over my tight muscles and tracing my abs.I set her gently on the bed, lingering over her with my kisses trailing down her torso. She looks up at me with eyes full of passion, and I can't help but feel my desire for her rising to a fever pitch.Her silky skin was delectably enticing. I can't seem to get enough of her. She is giving and moaning in response to my touch. My Lycan demon wolf howls with joy and wails his tail with joy. He also desired to mate with her wolf.I gently lay her do
The Lycan King.The next morning.He leaned down, moving his kisses across my cheek to my ear, attacking my earlobe with his lips and fangs. My body is becoming weaker with each touch. He snatched my hands and pinned them above my head and against the wall. His warm breath blew against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.He started touching me, caressing every part of my body. His hands grab the back of my leg and lift me off my feet. I encircle his waist with my legs. He leads me to the bed and places me on it. He leaned forward, his mouth hitting my lips. As I moan into his mouth, I push myself forward, drowning in the kiss. As his hands began to wander around my body, our lips separated. His lips touched the skin on the back of my neck. I pull him closer by wrapping my arms over his neck. I want him completely.His hands began to explore my body, gripping and squeezing my breasts. As he engulfed one in his mouth, a lusty growl escaped my throat. As he began licking my tummy, h
DINNER WITH THE PACK'S ELDERS.My mate and I locked ourselves in our room. Every day, we continue to mate.Our food is normally delivered to our door by the servant. Today is the day I'll have breakfast with the pack's higher-ups. I'm taking a bath. I dried my skin and dressed in a stunning, long, sophisticated gown with a diamond design. My personal servant has carefully designed my hair, and I put on diamond earrings to match my dress with a little make-up before coming downstairs with my already dressed-up, companion. We walk out together, delighted and full of smiles.In his robe, he looks good. We arrived at the table with all of the elders, his beta, and his third in command, Chris. They've all taken their seats.When they realize our presence, they instantly stand up and bow their heads to show their respect.We took our seats, and Miller asked them to do the same. The servant prepares a variety of delectable foods. We eat our meals quietly. My mate's brave hand prowls my body
HIM.She is so stunning that I can't get enough of her. I'm madly in love with her. I crave and yearn for her. I want to consume her.My need to have her under me, sweating and moaning my name. I fucked her in and out of her cunt with my shaft. I stopped cleaning her back and placed a scorching, burning kiss on her neck. She moaned, and it inspired me to keep going.I kiss and tongue her earlobe, one of my hands fondling her cunt, and she moans an exquisite sound.I am always thrilled when I am able to please my mate. My lust is fueled by listening to her moan. I adore her and swear to protect and cherish her till the day I die. I feel a joy that is unparalleled when I am able to make her happy. I will always strive to make her feel cherished and loved. I will never tire of hearing her pleasure.She gets out of the tub and walks over to me."Allow me to please you," she says. "I'd like to suck on your shaft."I gulp my spittle, feeling content on the inside. She's never done anything
HIM.I lick across her neckline, and she lets out a little moan that pushes me over the edge and replenishes me with lust and want. My hands reach for her waist, drawing her in so close that I can feel her heat against me. In a passionate kiss, I move my lips to hers, and she responds passionately, her need matching mine. I turn her around and engulf her mouth in a passionate kiss. I bit down on her lower lip, getting into every crevice of her delectable mouth. As we explored each other, our tongues danced, our skin becoming a canvas for our passion. I could feel her heart racing against mine as our breathing got heavy with expectation. We are lost in a fog of want. I’m hooked on my queen, my mate. I can’t seem to get enough of her.She encircles my neck and pulls me forward into the kiss. As the kiss deepened, our lips moved in unison, and I could feel electricity rushing between us. I reach down and yank her garment from her body, revealing only her bra and leggings. I loosen her br
Several weeks afterwards. Mia, Queen. I’ve been feeling dizzy and weak. I puke a lot and am so exhausted that I can barely eat. I’ve been good friends with Angel since Amira departed for his mate pack, and I’ve made a few new pals inside the pack as well. “How are you feeling right now, my queen?” Angel inquires, worried. “I believe you should go to the hospital.” “I’m just sick. I think all I need is some rest,” I convince her. “Not at all, my queen. At the very least, you should go to the hospital to find out what’s wrong,” she exclaims. “I will accompany you and drive you to the hospital.” “It’s okay,” I say. I have difficulty getting back on my feet. My mate is not at the pack right now. He is at my brother’s pack, assisting him with some rogue cases. With Angel’s assistance, I am finally able to stand on my own. She chose an outfit for me, and I am able to put it on. She help me to where the car is parked and assisted me in entering. She sat in the driver’s
PrologueAva“Daughter, I believe you are special. Your wolf is crystal white, like in ancient times,” my father says, reaching out a hand to me. It’s like his mantra. He says it every time.Ava Hansley is my name. I am a descendant of the renowned and revered Blood Red Pack of werewolves. My parents, Richard and Kerah Hansley, are our pack’s Alpha and Luna.My wolf is a unique breed from the ancient clan of werewolves. They are thought to be rarer than actual Alphas because of the high price you pay to achieve this status and the responsibilities that come with having a white wolf.Amanda is my powerful white wolf. She has beautiful, golden eyes. She is one of the first white wolves to be seen since our people’s origins.“Shifting too early,” Mom mumbles. “I’m not sure why the moon goddess allowed this. It will cause a lot of problems. If our enemies learn about her wolf, they will attack us. I’m worried about what will happen to us and our pack members.”When I met my wolf at age twe
Alpha Richard, Ava’s father:The sun is setting as I read and organize the pack’s stuff in my office. It’s been a long day for me, and I’m feeling exhausted. I need to finish this so that I can get home and relax.I’m trying to concentrate and finish everything before it gets too dark outside. Tomorrow is Ava’s sixteenth birthday. How quickly time flies by.My baby will soon turn eighteen and will meet her mate. I am still thinking about this when I feel like something is not right. My wolf, Keen, keeps pacing in my head as if he were murmuring something to me.Something is seriously wrong. I can sense my wolf’s heightened sense of alertness, something I have never felt before.I need to find out what is causing my wolf’s unease. I need to be prepared for whatever is coming my way. I must be vigilant. I feel a deep and dark presence coming from outside.It is as if something is coming closer and closer. I can’t shake the feeling of dread that’s slowly creeping up on me. I immediately t