He fucked into her mouth, holding her hair in a firm grip, relishing the snug drag of her lips, the flickering whip of her tongue. And all the while he watched her. Stared at her eyes darken, her cheeks hollowing out, her lips sliding over his díck."Oh yeah. There you go." he groaned as he rocked slowly back and forth, every muscle in his body tightening as he fought his release. "Suck it. Suck it deeper."Her tongue flattened further along him, rasping tissue so sensitive he wanted to roar with the pleasure of it. He pushed back, filling her mouth, breaching past her barrier of comfort in taking him. Her moan of protest filled the air as he slid too far, but he didn't pull back. She gagged. He did not relent.She could take more. He knew she could. Heavens help him, he needed her to. "Breathe through your nose. Relax." He ordered roughly, staring down into her wide eyes filled with fear and excitement gauging if it was fear or excitement lighting them. He felt the hot depths of h
Hours later, the sun is down and the breeze of the early evening came through the open windows of the bedroom Alphose lay in.His condition had been critical, Wolfariane did not want to imagine what would have happened if he'd found the cougar Alpha five minutes after the time he'd found him. A lot has happened after he'd found him at the pull of his own blood.The Sentinels had helped transport Alphose out of Nalaila's dungeon room to another bedroom on the fourth floor of the tower, while two other Sentinels had run out to call the healers of Naturiah on his orders. Another Sentinel he'd sent out to get Eline. She'd been Alphose's last intimate partner, so she was most likely to be of help in this situation.When the three healers came, including Harhan; the medicine man of the Royals, they'd quickly gotten to work on Alphose. Narosa, who's the only female among them was herded off to Ismena's bedroom to take care of the bruises on her human skin.Now, the Alpha King stood inside t
Ismena knew the exact moment she wasn't alone anymore, even before she saw him at the door through the mirror.She turned and faced him. His eyes took her in, including what she was wearing. And it made her lick her lips in nervousness.She was dressed in a taffeta shirt the housekeeper named Mirian, gave to her to put on. The material doesn't look like something Wolfariane will wear but the scent she has come to uniquely associate with him also came from the shirt, so she believes it to be his."There was no other clothing for me to wear, so she gave me this one. The housekeeper." Ismena explained, nervously when his eyes touched every single part of her body without him saying a word.Walking into this bedroom only to see her in one of his nightclothes has his body reacting to her instantly. All his blood went south and his díck hardened. Hell, the woman is already in his blood.That, made his face go hard "Why did you come here today?" His voice was clipped."Huh?" The question and
The silence that followed that question was deafening. It stretched...and only lengthened. Ismena waited him out patiently, her eyes never leaving his face. "Yes." He said, at last, uncrossing his arms. He walked to the nearest window and looked out to the wilds the only view the window oversees. Oh my God. She staggered back.No matter how true she'd expected it to be, it didn't prepare her for his admission. "Were you ever going to tell me?" She let out in a whisper, her throat dry like sandpaper. "No." It hurt. It wasn't supposed to, but it did. "Why?" "Because I have no intentions of ever taking a mate. Not you or anybody else. I do not want a mate. I do not want a child." Each word was clipped and hard. "Why?" "I love my life the way it is." "What about me? I'm going to die, Wolfariane. Your touch keeps me alive. I've never felt better than I did in a long time and it is all because of you." "Alphose returned today from New York with your pills. The next time he wakes,
"Are you really going to the club?" Eline asked her friend disbelievingly, from the door. "Yes," Was all Ismena answered as she stood before the old mirror and sampled another dress.Eline was sad watching her friend who has been trying to find 'an appropriate dress' for a while now. She'd been cooking in the kitchen when Ismena walked into the house with tears in her eyes, her shoulders drawn in defeatedly.She'd asked, and the human female had told her that she confirmed with the Alpha King. Indeed, she is his mate, but he rejected her.Eline had expected to hear that, but still, it made her sad hearing it. She consoled Ismena as the human female cried her heart out.Then, all of a sudden, the woman wiped her tears and declared that she'll be going to the club."The Club!? I'm not sure that is such a good idea, Ismena." It is in fact a bad idea, for a lot of reasons. She'd tried explaining those reasons, but Ismena wouldn't hear of them."If he doesn't want to mate with me, that's
"Who knows, I might find another changeling male who I'm compatible with, who I can start fucking and it'll keep me alive. But even if I don't find another compatible mate, it doesn't matter. I'm still going to fuck around and fulfill my list while I wait for my death. I'm going to the club tonight." Wolfariane realized his hands had balled into fists. Again. For the hundredth time, he unfisted and flexed those fingers. He stood at the window of his bedroom, staring out to the wildness that surrounded his tower. He has good night vision even without the eyes of the wolf or the mountain lion, so he can see each tree in the forest, each grass, and each pathway. Head raised, he glanced at the sky. The stars clustered around the half-moon, looking so beautiful and shiny. A shooting star went off, separating itself from the crowd while twinkling stars stood out from the rest. It is indeed a beautiful night. She is in the club. Those males are leering at her. Their eyes are devouring
Then, the answer came when one man walked into the club, his eyes searched appreciatingly for the females and when his eyes found hers, they flashed with attraction.As the man made his way towards her, Ismena noted that he was a small man, a little taller than her but he oozed power. No problem, he'll do it.But then, something happened.The man got close to her and stopped suddenly like he hit a wall. He sniffed the air...twice. His eyes widened in shock and fear. Then, he turned and almost ran like his feet were on fire just to get away from her.I smell like him! A gasp tore from her mouth as it dawned on her."Oh my God! That motherfucking frowning ape!" She raged, slamming her drink on the table with so much force, the wooden cup rattled badly.She tried not to think of him all evening. The thought of sleeping with another man doesn't sit well with her, but she was trying her best to make peace with it since the man she wanted—the man her body craves so badly—does not want her.
Aronzo is a thirty-year-old dog changeling that came to the club with his best friend, Donas. Aronzo had seen his last girlfriend, Ana, when he entered the vicinity of the club, he'd immediately gone in pursuit of her, leaving his best friend to enter the club alone. He was making out with Ana in the bathroom, almost about to penetrate her when the music suddenly stopped, and everywhere went dead silent. Very unusual for the club. So, he'd gone out to see what was going on, only to see the Alpha King standing at the door of the club, staring at...! A shiver of cold fear went down Aronzo's back when he realized that the dark glare coming from the Alpha King was directed at his best friend, Donas, and one extraordinarily beautiful small woman he has his hands all over in the middle of the dancefloor. This is not good. This is not looking good at all...! As he stepped forward into the dancefloor Aronzo's suspicions were confirmed by the scent of the woman Donas was holding. What the
When the full moon eventually came, screams from two women in two different parts of Naturiah were particularly high in the air because two couples were getting mated. One from the Cougar Clan, the other from the Heart of Naturiah.In the Cougar Clan, Alphose held his woman close as he gave her all that was him. She has never taken all his forms before, but tonight she was going to before the mating ritual is performed. Her sweaty body shook under his, and he could smell her fear too. He whispered words of love and encouragement to her ears as he filled her body from behind yet again and began thrusting again.They were in their bedroom, kneeling on the floor with Kassandra's upper body lying on the bed and Alphose's own blanketing hers from behind. They've been at it all night. She has lost count of how many times she has released. At this rate, her soul was going to leave her body. Alphose was the best lover she'd ever been with—hell, even the word 'best' does not do him justice. G
"I love you too, baby." He rose with her in his arms, withdrew a gold ring from his pocket, and slipped it into her ring finger. "It's so beautiful..." She cried, staring reverently at the sparkling jewelry. "It looks so good on you," he whispered to her. That night, they made passionate love together. As always he took his time arousing her body, touching her everywhere until she begged him desperately to join them intimately before he proceeded to do just that. They created the perfect rhythm together, moving sensuously and whispering words of love to each other. Wolfaraine took his time making her go wild in pleasure in his arms, he savored the cries, the litany, the sounds he drew from her as they pleasured each other for hours. Afterward, they lay together, sated and happy. He caressed her belly, cradling their child as Ismena burrowed closer to him. "I'm so glad that it was my father that helped us escape. We were victorious because of him." She played with the soft hairs
The next day, Onaries was publicly executed in the square at the Heart Of Naturiah, before the people. Crowds gathered to watch it and it gave them great satisfaction to see the shame, the humiliation on the psycho's face before he was beheaded. To Onaries, it was the worst punishment. He should have killed himself when the lab was invaded—it was better to die in battle than to be killed by public execution where the people get to laugh at him, spit on his face and call him names. He'd been tortured for days by his own Head Sentinel, Rodarh who took great pleasure from the act. He tortured Onaries until he lost his pride and begged to be killed. But Onaries, that monster, had denied him. Until today when he was publicly executed. As for the human doctor, Beloca; Alphose, and Degar had taken turns beating the man up, they carved his skin out of his own body, his screams like music to their eyes. They tortured Beloca to an extent that he stopped breathing several times, but they did
"Nothing, Miss Kassandra; I only forced your dormant hormones to come alive. My 'attempted claim' on you forced your body to wake and take on your mate's scent." He smiled a little, "Now, you practically stink of him." Sandra doesn't understand. "Him?" She asked, confused. "The Steele trying to break down that door, ma'am. You are his mate. There was a time you were very sick, right? To the extent you thought you might die, right?" Sandra doesn't need to think hard about that. "Yes, when I was very young, I suffered pneumonia." He nodded knowingly, "Whatever drugs humans used to cure you suppressed your hormones that made you a potential mate. So deeply suppressed that they wouldn't have stirred if you hadn't met your lifemate, my twin brother, and I wouldn't have been able to awake them if I didn't push as hard as I did. I'm sorry for hurting you, lass." The man wasn't as bad as she thought he was, Sandra thought, and some of her fears dissolved. Instead, joy began spreading thr
When Ismena heard the news about Alphose and Kassandra, she left the Tower and went back to Eline's house to be with her best friend. Sandra cried on her shoulders, dreading every hour that passed, every ticking of the clock because it was a reminder that Josiah was already on his way to Naturiah to claim her. She told Ismena that she didn't wanna do it. She just wants to go back to the human world. It's better to go home to live the rest of her life alone than to be with a man who isn't her Alphose. Although it killed Ismena to do it, she talked her out of it. How will she live the rest of her life knowing that she could have met her soulmate? She could have been with him, but she gave up on it? She talked her into giving Josiah a chance. After all, who knows? It might be the best decision she has ever made in her life, right? The Alpha King, on the other hand, could only pat his best friend's shoulder, commending him for doing the right thing even when the 'right thing' hurts. B
He smiled, "She is. Do you remember all your time together with her?""Oh yes. She is my best friend.""She will be so happy to hear that. It'll probably make her cry. She thinks of you that way too. Maybe even more.""I want her to stay with us forever. You're going to mate her, right?" "Yes, I will. If she will have me." Wolfaraine stated matter-of-factly. He has no doubt anymore. He wants to spend the rest of his life with Ismena. In fact, he cannot imagine his future without her in it."I'm glad. I hope she will have you, too. We will be one big family. She is so brave. She's everything you need in a mate. She always came by my room, all the time, no matter how scared she was. She came every day. I knew you two fought when she didn't come by for a few days. I was mad at you because you let her go.""Is that way you growled whenever I came close? I thought perhaps you hated me.""I never. I was just mad at you, madder, because I couldn't tell you how I felt. I'm happy you two sort
He walked into the room, quietly closing the door behind him, and took a few minutes to just stand there and watch them. The two most important women in his life. He felt lighter and refreshed, his heart filled with happiness like he'd never known before. How his life has changed in the past few months. He'd resigned himself to a bland life filled with guilt, sadness, and loneliness, never taking a mate, never having a child of his own, and living day by day with the fear of not knowing when he would lose his sister forever. But Ismena came into his life and changed it forever.He'd felt more in the past six months than he has in almost twenty years. The past no longer fills him with rage and sadness, his cougar wasn't as rough and out-of-control as before. He has a mate who is so highly compatible with him, his child is growing in her belly, and his sister, who he thought was lost forever was back to him again.Complete. He feels complete."What are you thinking so hard about?" Ism
Gasps of disbelief filled the air. The people were shocked and excited. They found it hard to believe that their King's sister—someone who they'd all given up on—would take her mortal form again after all these years. Murmurs rose in the crowd, bits and pieces of them could be heard audibly."Did you see that—" A voice said."What just happened!?" Another added."She took her mortal form again...!" "Bless the Lord!""May the deities be praised...!""Did you see that too?""...thought it'll never happen for her.""It's been eighteen years."Wolfaraine Daminor Throne stood frozen. He glanced down at the small, pale, feminine hand in his larger one. His eyes trailed from her hand to her arm, up to her shoulder, her neck, and her teary face. His throat constricted at the sight in front of him.She was more beautiful than the distorted image his mind had desperately held onto all these years. His sister was ten the last time he saw her face. His eyes watered as he gazed into eyes as blue
All the leading Alphas of Naturiah were there, the sentinels, the Betas, the Omegas, the houseworkers. He could see Eline, Mirian, and Kassandra too, even the Alphas that fought with him in the human world earlier in the day. They were all gathered there. They rose and greeted him respectfully when he walked through the door with his mate in his arm.Then they were crowding him. The joy and relief on their faces, filled his heart with love for his people. The females had tears in their eyes as they came really close to him. Some were hugging him, while the others were kneeling at his feet—a gesture of welcome and respect. They were all careful not to press tightly against him because of the woman in his arms. Ismena wiggled a bit, a sign that she wanted to be on her own feet, but Wolfaraine glanced at her and shook his head slightly."Please, I'll be careful, and I'll be right here by your side." she pleaded, a hint of her smile on her face. She knows how badly his people wanted to g