His claw nipped my skin and I sucked in a breath. It should’ve hurt but it didn’t.Instead, it had my body growing even hotter.“Touch me,” I breathed, needing something between my legs to cure the blinding throb.I was so desperate for him, it would’ve been pathetic if it didn’t make him exactly the same way. This big ass wolf, losing control over me, a mere human, a winter born, cursed human.It was intoxicating and had me grabbing his hand, lowering it down my body to the damp center of my thighs.“Not allowed.”He nipped my lips, his fangs drawing blood. But I welcomed the taste. Even welcomed the slight sting that came with the pleasure of his fingers brushing my folds.He was tempted, and I wanted him to give in. I didn’t care if he was allowed or not.If I was giving him my body, giving him my sacred virginity like some token or payment, then he could take it in the form I offered it. Or not at all.I was guessing that wouldn’t go down well.“Please. I need it.”His responding
8. The VirginNikolai gave me everything I wanted.Every noise I made, he made me louder, every pleasure place I knew on my body, he found, and he wasn’t even inside me yet. Just his finger, just a single finger that somehow knew every single nerve that needed to be touched.I was a writhing, panting mess beneath him, and when his mouth licked up my damp seam, I cried out, pleasure exploding inside like nothing I’d ever experienced before.I had no idea the fire could burn so bright, the height be so high, or the edge be so sharp. It was so much more than when I touched myself, and now I knew what I had been missing: a werewolf.I came down from the high and he smirked at me, climbing over my body. “Better?”I scoffed; he knew it was better. He could probably smell the arousal all over me, the desire, the need for him. So there was no point denying it.I nodded and pulled him in, kissing him, holding the side of his face as he dragged his hand over my body, which was still sensitive a
Nikolai grinned and nodded, sitting up and rolling me under him. He leaned down to kiss me over my neck down to my nipple, yanking the silk down and teasing it.Pleasure suffocated my mind as I tried to talk. Sparks flew in my nerves, igniting the embers burning low in my stomach, making my breaths stubborn through my chest.He kissed down my body, teasing my nipples, my navel, and lower, to the bite. He dragged his tongue over it again and it had me arching, sucking in a breath, an immediate need throbbing in my core.“It’s time, Lorelai,” he breathed against the bite, and a streak of anxiety broke through the pleasure.I shook a little as he came over me, leaning down to press his lips against mine, soft and tender in a way that stole the nerves.“I’m ready,” I whispered back, hugging his waist with my thighs as he brushed my hair back.His fingers moved between us, slipping inside, teasing my clit as I moaned, writhing at the touch, letting the fire he stoked burn away the fear, bu
9. The MarkedBreathing hard, sweating, my pussy aching, I cried out, orgasming again to his thrusts.I don’t think he was meant to have me more than once, but I couldn’t help it, the need for him ran deeper than either of us had expected. He was just as weak as me.I pushed him off me, straddling his waist as he grinned and lifted me, helping me put him at my entrance. He lowered me onto him as I gasped and he growled, his claws growing out for the fourth time.He cursed and pulled them back in with a clenched jaw, but it had me laughing, reaching for his damp face, my own just as wet. My hair stuck to my neck, to my face, but I didn’t care. I’d hydrate after. Whenever that was.I kissed him, lifting myself on him then sliding back down, my core burning alive, the insatiable need demanding even more. I quickened my pace and sat up, gripping his chest for leverage, riding him like I had read I was meant to.I could barely breathe through the hurricane we had created together. It was m
10. The Alphas“What do you want?” I demanded, my fists clenching at my sides as the eyes met mine.And then they were gone.I turned, looking for them, but they had disappeared into the steam, taking the weighted, cold feeling with it. I sighed irritably, then went through to where the other girls were.Most of them were curled up in bed, but there was a group left by the fireplace, chatting about their experience. I sat down on one of the footstools, too wired after the eyes to sleep.“It hurt so much,” one of them whimpered, and I raised a brow. They were not screams of pain I had heard through the walls in the dining room.“I know,” another girl said. “I am still sore. I don’t ever want to do that again.”She huffed, and something twinged inside me. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I let myself feel it. It was like an instinct, a feeling that what she said was a lie, and then I felt the lie, felt it inside her.I laughed out loud, covering my mouth quickly as the girls turned to me.
His hair came out and I grinned, coming forward to run my hands through it, my body pressed against him, his impressive length nestling between my thighs, along my bite.I moaned at the pleasure it gave me.“You are a dangerous human.”“As opposed to a werewolf?”“Derik’s gonna have fun with you.” He laughed, and I shrugged.“And what are you going to do with me?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he gripped the back of my neck and shoved me down on the bed, spinning me so I was face-first in the covers, my breasts down, my ass up against him.He bent over me, running his fingers along my damp folds, his lips by my ear, his hair brushing my shoulder. I trembled as he teased me with his tip at my aching entrance.“I’m going to be the savage werewolf that Kai should’ve been,” he promised, before thrusting inside me.I cried out, clenching around him as my body adjusted to being full again.“So tight,” he groaned as he slammed into me over and over, no breaks, no talking, just fucking.Brax gra
Derik found me passed out however many hours later and brought me back to his room when it was my turn. His room, surprise surprise, was exactly the same as the others.I hadn’t even bothered with my towel this time, climbing naked on the bed and turning to Derik, who sauntered over, dropping his pants.No fussing, no pretense. He knew what we were meant to do as well as I did. He was already hard and unsurprisingly just as impressive.Instead of climbing over me though, he slid into the covers of the bed that was perfectly made.All of them had been, every time. I wondered who was changing them in between each girl, but Derik distracted me, holding up the blanket for me to get in with him.I slid in against him as he kissed the top of my head, rolling on top of me.He nuzzled into my neck, and I sighed.“I’m not allowed to kiss you. I’m not allowed to touch you in any other way, but I will make it good for you. I won’t hurt you,” he said, but his voice was flat, like he was repeating
11. The ChoosingIt was quiet on the way back to the village. The wolves stayed in the city as per the tradition, and I sulked in the corner of the front carriage.My body was deliciously sore, aching in the best places, and I had marks everywhere but I didn’t care. The other girls did, giving me a wide berth, even in the carriage.We had been split evenly this time, and nobody had said a word. We had been given dresses from the alphas as a “thank you for your offering,” and they were beautiful.All of us looked way too rich for the village. Usually we wore our hair in braids, but it was down today, and our dresses were made of fine silk and lace like the beds we had been claimed in.Mine was a deep green that reminded me of Nikolai’s eyes. I was pretty sure that’s why he had chosen it. It was tight across my breasts, pulling them up in a desirable way that, again, I’m sure was on purpose.The sleeves had gold cuffs on the upper arms, were sheer, and floated around my hands, long and
My father came up behind me then, followed by my mother.“Come, Lorelai, we’ll wait for your father and brother at the hut,” she said, trying to pull me away, but I shook my head.“I want to stay,” I said, and she gasped.“They’ve done enough to you, dear.” She trembled, her eyes going to my hidden neck and body.But I’d had enough.“They didn’t do anything to me!” I shouted, and some of the chaos quieted. I took a deep breath. “Nothing I didn’t want them to.”My mother looked at me like I had grown an extra head. My father looked like he would have slapped me if we weren’t surrounded by people, or like he was still considering it.“There is no time for this. We must greet the alphas as normal.” Mr. Cranshaw finally got his shit together and started rallying everyone back into position as the alphas’ carriage stopped before the center of the village.I stood my ground, ready to face them, whatever my dad had said to them to get them to come down.The door opened and Nikolai’s eyes fou
I woke to my mom’s soft face and voice. I was back inside.“Sweetie,” she said, and I groaned, rolling over in my bed, wincing as my body ached with the movement. “We must get ready, love,” she continued, and I opened an eye.The stupid choosing ceremony.“I’m not going.”I wasn’t getting married, and the crowd had looked women heavy, which meant multiple wives to the same men. They didn’t need me.“Lorelai, I know it was hard on you, the offering night always is, but it’s over with.They can’t hurt you anymore, and your father has already sent word to the alphas about the state you’ve come back in. It is unacceptable, winter born or not,” my mother said, tears in her voice.I shot up at the mention of the alphas. “He did what?”“We will be compensated, love, you will. That’ll help with tonight’s ceremony. I’ve even had the village seamstress put together a stunning dress to cover most of the werewolves’ indiscretions.”She smiled like she was doing me a favor. She really had no idea.
11. The ChoosingIt was quiet on the way back to the village. The wolves stayed in the city as per the tradition, and I sulked in the corner of the front carriage.My body was deliciously sore, aching in the best places, and I had marks everywhere but I didn’t care. The other girls did, giving me a wide berth, even in the carriage.We had been split evenly this time, and nobody had said a word. We had been given dresses from the alphas as a “thank you for your offering,” and they were beautiful.All of us looked way too rich for the village. Usually we wore our hair in braids, but it was down today, and our dresses were made of fine silk and lace like the beds we had been claimed in.Mine was a deep green that reminded me of Nikolai’s eyes. I was pretty sure that’s why he had chosen it. It was tight across my breasts, pulling them up in a desirable way that, again, I’m sure was on purpose.The sleeves had gold cuffs on the upper arms, were sheer, and floated around my hands, long and
Derik found me passed out however many hours later and brought me back to his room when it was my turn. His room, surprise surprise, was exactly the same as the others.I hadn’t even bothered with my towel this time, climbing naked on the bed and turning to Derik, who sauntered over, dropping his pants.No fussing, no pretense. He knew what we were meant to do as well as I did. He was already hard and unsurprisingly just as impressive.Instead of climbing over me though, he slid into the covers of the bed that was perfectly made.All of them had been, every time. I wondered who was changing them in between each girl, but Derik distracted me, holding up the blanket for me to get in with him.I slid in against him as he kissed the top of my head, rolling on top of me.He nuzzled into my neck, and I sighed.“I’m not allowed to kiss you. I’m not allowed to touch you in any other way, but I will make it good for you. I won’t hurt you,” he said, but his voice was flat, like he was repeating
His hair came out and I grinned, coming forward to run my hands through it, my body pressed against him, his impressive length nestling between my thighs, along my bite.I moaned at the pleasure it gave me.“You are a dangerous human.”“As opposed to a werewolf?”“Derik’s gonna have fun with you.” He laughed, and I shrugged.“And what are you going to do with me?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he gripped the back of my neck and shoved me down on the bed, spinning me so I was face-first in the covers, my breasts down, my ass up against him.He bent over me, running his fingers along my damp folds, his lips by my ear, his hair brushing my shoulder. I trembled as he teased me with his tip at my aching entrance.“I’m going to be the savage werewolf that Kai should’ve been,” he promised, before thrusting inside me.I cried out, clenching around him as my body adjusted to being full again.“So tight,” he groaned as he slammed into me over and over, no breaks, no talking, just fucking.Brax gra
10. The Alphas“What do you want?” I demanded, my fists clenching at my sides as the eyes met mine.And then they were gone.I turned, looking for them, but they had disappeared into the steam, taking the weighted, cold feeling with it. I sighed irritably, then went through to where the other girls were.Most of them were curled up in bed, but there was a group left by the fireplace, chatting about their experience. I sat down on one of the footstools, too wired after the eyes to sleep.“It hurt so much,” one of them whimpered, and I raised a brow. They were not screams of pain I had heard through the walls in the dining room.“I know,” another girl said. “I am still sore. I don’t ever want to do that again.”She huffed, and something twinged inside me. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I let myself feel it. It was like an instinct, a feeling that what she said was a lie, and then I felt the lie, felt it inside her.I laughed out loud, covering my mouth quickly as the girls turned to me.
9. The MarkedBreathing hard, sweating, my pussy aching, I cried out, orgasming again to his thrusts.I don’t think he was meant to have me more than once, but I couldn’t help it, the need for him ran deeper than either of us had expected. He was just as weak as me.I pushed him off me, straddling his waist as he grinned and lifted me, helping me put him at my entrance. He lowered me onto him as I gasped and he growled, his claws growing out for the fourth time.He cursed and pulled them back in with a clenched jaw, but it had me laughing, reaching for his damp face, my own just as wet. My hair stuck to my neck, to my face, but I didn’t care. I’d hydrate after. Whenever that was.I kissed him, lifting myself on him then sliding back down, my core burning alive, the insatiable need demanding even more. I quickened my pace and sat up, gripping his chest for leverage, riding him like I had read I was meant to.I could barely breathe through the hurricane we had created together. It was m
Nikolai grinned and nodded, sitting up and rolling me under him. He leaned down to kiss me over my neck down to my nipple, yanking the silk down and teasing it.Pleasure suffocated my mind as I tried to talk. Sparks flew in my nerves, igniting the embers burning low in my stomach, making my breaths stubborn through my chest.He kissed down my body, teasing my nipples, my navel, and lower, to the bite. He dragged his tongue over it again and it had me arching, sucking in a breath, an immediate need throbbing in my core.“It’s time, Lorelai,” he breathed against the bite, and a streak of anxiety broke through the pleasure.I shook a little as he came over me, leaning down to press his lips against mine, soft and tender in a way that stole the nerves.“I’m ready,” I whispered back, hugging his waist with my thighs as he brushed my hair back.His fingers moved between us, slipping inside, teasing my clit as I moaned, writhing at the touch, letting the fire he stoked burn away the fear, bu
8. The VirginNikolai gave me everything I wanted.Every noise I made, he made me louder, every pleasure place I knew on my body, he found, and he wasn’t even inside me yet. Just his finger, just a single finger that somehow knew every single nerve that needed to be touched.I was a writhing, panting mess beneath him, and when his mouth licked up my damp seam, I cried out, pleasure exploding inside like nothing I’d ever experienced before.I had no idea the fire could burn so bright, the height be so high, or the edge be so sharp. It was so much more than when I touched myself, and now I knew what I had been missing: a werewolf.I came down from the high and he smirked at me, climbing over my body. “Better?”I scoffed; he knew it was better. He could probably smell the arousal all over me, the desire, the need for him. So there was no point denying it.I nodded and pulled him in, kissing him, holding the side of his face as he dragged his hand over my body, which was still sensitive a