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Mating Moon - Asara Pack Unchaining
I knew as he came again that it was well and truly done. I couldn't escape him he was going to make me his. Tonight. After he came he slumped atop me. Tucking his face into the crook of my neck and winding his fingers into the blonde curls along my head to hold me there as if savoring my scent. "Why did you pick me, Draven?" I whimpered. "You could've had them all." He sighed. Lifting his head. And I saw his eyes were that dark shade, flinted with yellow. "I've told you over and over again, Lyra. You were made to be mine. Do you know why father brought you into the pack?" I chewed my cheek, shaking my head. *** I remembered Edrick, the former alpha, coming across me, hiding in the woods and I remembered the boys at his side. Draven and his little brother, Alaric. I was one of the few Alaric had said goodbye to before he'd gone after the she-wolf that'd escaped over the wall, Lara which I'd heard was now hiding amongst humans. Something against our sacred code. But she'
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Pliable
“Please stop looking at me that way.” “What way?” He took a step next to me. Trailing his hand over my hip and letting the back of his knuckles drag along my lower back. “Like I’m something you intend to run down.” Like a prey animal. “I’ve already run you down, My Mate.” My head whipped to watch him moving around behind me. “I’m not your mate.” He was thoughtfully assessing my backside. His gaze lingering on my ass and the curve of my thighs and calves. “But you will be…” “What if I refuse?” He laughed. “How will you manage that, Lyra?” He suddenly stepped against my back. And I felt the heat of his chest against my shoulder blades. The strong beating of his heart pulsing rhythmically against my back. A heart as fierce as he is. I expected some horribly intimate touch. But instead of fondling me his hands lightly framed the outside of my hips. Making my feet slip along the floor with his nearness. “Seems to me, Darling, that you’re completely at my mercy.” He breathed ne
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Feeling the Alpha
Despite that he was still in human form, he was already generating power and authority in wild waves that made me want to duck my head. I averted my gaze to the side, but he snatched my chin and turned my face back to him. “You do not look away.” He commanded. “All wolves shy from the alpha’s gaze but his mate. She averts only when her challenge has been called by him.” “Challenge? I’ve never challenged you.” He tossed his head back and laughed outright. “Haven’t you?” “’Twas never my intent.” “No. But it is you’re way. You’re a strong, bold, defiant woman. Perfectly suited to a man that can gentle her.” “I won’t be tamed!” I snapped. “Having heard the term before and hating it anew.” “I did not say ‘tame’, Lyra. I’ve no wish to kill your spirit. I just want to gentle you to my hand.” “I don’t know what that means.” “You will.” With that, he was clearly done talking. Sweeping my calf up to hook over his hip. Holding it there with one hand while his other reached for the soft
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Not the Same Man
His pace was methodical as he ruthlessly filled me and retracted until the same sensations rose and fell twice more. Finally, he roared and I watched the reactions of his body. Minute flexing of muscles the whitening of his fingertips, the flushing of his lips as he came. Despite myself, I found the reactions of his body under the virulent claws of pleasure beyond erotic. Finally, he stepped from me to swipe at the beads of sweat gathered along his forehead with the back of one wrist. He lowered my leg but both shuddered and gave beneath me. Leaving me to dangle by my wrists. Rattling the chains slightly as I became too weak to stand. I felt the bite of the metal in the edges of my hands, but I was too worn out to care. My desperate flight and then the anxiety of what was to come. The straining of my body as he taken me so forcefully the first time, then again on the floor, had left me exhausted. I’ve no energy left. I was alr
Mating Moon - Asara Pack The Mind of An Alpha
He was quiet a long while. Staring at that ceiling. Looking at his profile I wondered for the first time, what manner of thoughts plagued an Alpha. I remembered the kid he used to be. A laughing boy who used to tease the others. And outrun them all. “What?” "You look strained.” I blurted. Realizing I really should watch what I was saying to him. Saying the wrong thing could get me killed. Even if he was right about Marta, a wolf under the Mating Moon was a dangerous thing to reckon with. He snorted. “I am. A bit.” “About the continuance of the Pack?” He tossed me a quick look. “I’m surprised you’d be aware it’d plague me.” “You just accused me of having a keen intellect. Are you revoking your compliments so quickly?” “Not nearly.” He smiled. “I meant it.” There was quiet between us a moment and I sensed he stalled. So am I. I hoped that keeping him talki
Mating Moon - Asara Pack My Challenge
Following his direction, I snaked my other hand down after the first and felt it tremble as I grasped the stalk jutting from the root of his body. The moment my fingers wrapped around it I felt the entirety of his body tighten in response. “Ugh.” He grunted. “Your touch feels so good. Nearly as good as your body wrapping me.” His eyes brightened to blue with vivid intensity. He’s telling me that’s what he wants. I held it, caressing it a moment as I gathered the courage to do what he was asking me to. “Climb atop my, Lyra. Put me inside you and give me pleasure.” I breathed shakily. Positioning myself on flat feet as I squatted over him. Dropping lower until I felt the tip of him probing the soft flesh of my lower lips. Unsure how to find myself with someone else’s body, I stroked myself with his length until I felt my dampness saturating him. Following the warm wetness to guide him home. *** Once he wa
Mating Moon - Asara Pack His Secrets
I was riding him again. This time he guided my hips, so I moved up and down then rocked forward. Offering him a few more seconds of pleasure as it prolonged me being planted down on him and changed the angle I took him in. Without conscious thought, I found myself mimicking the motions at a faster and faster pace. Using the strength in my hips to make him wild with ecstasy. Feeling his cock fattening inside me. Growing stiffer as he neared attaining his arousal. In seconds he yanked me down on him. Hard. I yelped at the suddenness of it but realized it didn’t hurt beyond the dull ache already pulsing in me. In-fact, him moving along those sore spots and making me wet there, was like a healing balm. “Ah, Draven!” I cried out. Shuddering along his length. My back arching and my head falling back as my arms flailed in a desperate attempt to find something to sink my claws into. Settling on his thighs and digging in. “Yes…
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Animal Nature
He tilted his head grudgingly. “Already you’ve great potential for a Beta.” “Who’s your Beta now?” “Fury. He’s the most tactical. But he knew when I took a mate his status would change. He’ll still be my commander if he wishes.” Just hearing the name made me grimace. Most all of us veered away from Fury when he walked. Aside from his scars, he was also remarkably quiet and very gruff. We’d all learned better than to stay in his path unless you wanted a sound tongue lashing. “Fury is clever?” “Remarkably so.” Draven said flatly. “He’s gruff because he doesn’t want anyone close to him.” “Why!” “Because they usually die.” *** Without meaning to, I’d fallen asleep on his shoulder. I don’t know how long he let me sleep but when he woke, he was ravenous. Animalistic and his instinct to mate was screaming loud enough, I could sense his arousal before I even opened my eyes. He’d gone from sweet and sooth
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Mating Moon - Asara Pack The Awful Truth
He can do this all night. I realized in horror. Wondering how I’d ever survive it. I’d taken many wolves when I was the pack bitch but there had been breaks between the males then. Times for me to recover before the next awful interaction. Not now. As soon as he’d finished, he was taking me again. I could barely catch my breath. I was so tired that my body shook limply. But I knew what he was doing. He’s going to force me to change. Everytime the pleasure climbed through me and exploded, I came closer to her. I was realizing he could do this to me all night. He’s showing no signs of relenting. Nothing I can do. Nothing I can say, will stop him. I realized the awful truth. Limply letting him take me. Even as I was thinking it, my core tightened again. Sending surges through me. Even more powerful than the last time. White hot heat burned through my being, and I felt my muscles cooking like lava and bones starting to snap. I huffed in exhaustion. Barely noticing this strange
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Admit It
His length was impossible. Seeming even bigger than the last time. His whole body was tight. Every muscle bulging as he resisted turning himself. Knowing that he might lose control entirely if he did. But the words that came from him next were the last I could’ve ever suspected. “Tell me, Lara, and I’ll go a bit easier on you.” “Tell you what?” I spat. Unable to focus on anything but my straining body and the sore spots and ached each time he brushed over them. “What broke you.” “Nothing!” I screamed. “I’m strong. You’ve never broken me.” He paused momentarily. Holding my narrow waist in his hands and staring down at me so long that I felt the need to twist and look back at him. “I didn’t say me.” I shook my head adamantly. “Tell me.” He caressed more slowly. Painstakingly pressing in and then easing that torrid length back out. Bit by bit. “What happened to you before the Asara. What destroyed you so badly that
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Mercy
I woke to strange smells, too much heat and a hand cupped around my breast, pulling it further to the center. There was tugging on the little pink crest that seemed to have a direct line down to the center of me. Making it reflexively tighten there. Creating an ache and a tension that reminded me he was still there. He didn’t remove himself. We’d both fallen asleep with him still planted within my sweet hollow. And he’s not about to leave now. He moaned and became a bit forceful. Suckling that fleshy bit more roughly. Nipping it between his teeth and stretching it. Making me cry out at the shocking pleasure of it. I couldn’t see any light to gauge the time, but I could feel the lustful aggression still rolling off him. Indicating that it was obviously still night. Still the pink moon. The Mating Moon. He pulled harder and my fingers bit into his scalp, already tangled in his hair. Maki
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Say It
He felt me tightening around him. I saw the triumph crossing his masculine features as he felt the telltale quakes that whispered I was soon to shatter. Then my back arched. Exciting him further. He cupped my breasts, balancing them against his palms as he rode me harder. Feeling them leap against his hands. The small, hard nipple crossing the crease of his fingers as our pelvis’ joined again. I gave a wolf whine as the pleasure made my legs vibrate, my vision blur and my mind flood with pleasure until I was utterly lost to the sensation. I soaked him when I climaxed. Slicking all around him and seeping out to dampen his sack. “Yes, mate. Come for me. Show me how good you are…” He was grinning as he thrust in and held it, enjoying my surrender. I went limp, exhausted from the exertion of every muscle in my body jerking tight and then releasing until they could no longer tighten. But his next words made my heart sink.
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Mine
I twisted to look at him but saw only conviction in his eyes. The hardening of his jaw as he slowly shook his head. Leaning back to give me a long, meaningful look as he purposefully stroked his hand down my spine. Making the skin tingle in a warm trail that I could feel even as his touch stopped. He wouldn’t. But his excited grunting and moaning, and the ferocious flexing of his biceps as he pumped violently combined with that steady look, he was giving me, indicated he wasn’t going to stop. I knew a moment of renewed panic. “Alaric, it could-” “You’re mine, Lara!” He growled as he tipped forward over me. His stomach tightening in a ripple that climbed through his chest. I felt him surge inside me. “Mine!” He roared. I could hear the animal inside him snarling as it overtook him. Wanting to possess me in every way that was physically possible. Wanting to own me. I was stunned at his sh
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Tipping Over the Edge
I was always the one in control. And I wasn’t ready to give that up. I began struggling against him. My thighs thudded into the edge of the table, and my hips ground into it as I tried to escape him. Tried to slide away from him. Before I fully turned and welcomed him as a mate. There would be no turning back if I did it, this time. He’ll keep me forever. He was callous and relentless. He was grunting. Slamming harder and harder into me. The wood table scraped along the stone beneath it. Swaying slightly with each hard thrust. Rocking and creaking with his movements. Giving him just enough mobility to push forward and then bringing my own weight back to him. Offering him the next hard entry. Invading the center of my body as he speared into me with such force that I was losing my mind. All sense of thought was vanishing. My face was flushing. My hair was prickling. I clawed the table n
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Submitting to the Beast
He threw my skirts up. Forcing them under my stomach and shoving me down to pin them against the corner of the table beneath me. Then pulling the back of my skirts up over my buttocks. Exposing me to his lush perusal. I closed my eyes tight against the aching vulnerability of the situation. The burning humiliation that heated my face. He’s going to take me. I could feel his eyes roving my pale skin. I felt him palm one firm buttock. Squeezing it to fully appreciate its suppleness before turning his hand downward to palm all that sweet flesh. He groaned in pleasure. Pressing himself against me. Grinding himself along my crack in his hunger to have me. He’s already hard as a rock. I heard his buckle loosening again, feeling my body tightening in fearful response. “No!” I cried. Shaking my head wildly. Tossing my blonde hair around me like caught in a whirlwind. “I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want this.”
Mating Moon - Asara Pack The Real Beast
I’d long ago vowed to never be commanded by any male. Not after they’d all owned me. Treated me like a hole to please them and nothing more. I’d spent hour after hour in a dark shack. With sweating males rutting away at me. Down on my hands and knees on a dirt floor. My body jerking upward. Occasionally they’d yank my hair. Or spin on their palm before they brutally smacked my ass. Sometimes, if they were particularly cruel, they’d push into my ass while they did all of those things. Trying to hurt me. Body after sweaty male body. Drowning me in that horrible moldy, blood-soaked odor as they took from me what I had no choice but to give. So, I’d become in control of who could tell me what to do. Until now. Until Alaric. In that moment I both hated him and desired him. "Alaric, please." I whispered fearfully as he returned to pin me against the wall ag
Mating Moon - Asara Pack Learning My Place
Alaric was right. I was already wet for him, but my pride demanded I not admit that my foolish body was reacting even though I didn't want it to. Damn him. "Alaric, stop." I whispered it so weakly, even I knew I didn't mean it. He laughed. "That's not what you want, is it?" He purred against my cheek. Making goosebumps rise on every inch of my flesh. Making bits of fur push at my pores trying to rise. A primal growl erupted from my throat. And I felt the tingling behind my eyes that told me they were changing to yellow. Suddenly every shadow in the black dungeon came to life. Blooming into hazy shapes I could now identify. "Are you ready to be treated like a true female, rather than a princess trying to demand what she wants?" He released my body, and I felt a chilly sense of loss combined with a great sense of relief. My leg dropped back down and he took a step back. I'd withstood this onslaught. Pride int
