Izzy takes a deep breath and tries to calm herself down. She knows she should leave, but the pull towards Alpha Landon is too strong. He perfectly fits her fantasy of a man that she will want — muscular, fit and dominant. And now that she’s so close to him, she can’t help but notice every detail of his physique. She bites her lip nervously, trying to hide her feelings of mingled desire and fear. She feels like he can see right through her, and it makes her want to squirm in her seat. “Please, let me go,” she pleads, trying to sound firm. “I promise I will return tomorrow morning.” “I told you to stay,” Alpha Landon answers. Against her better judgment, she stays seated as he releases her wrist and leans back into his chair. “You don’t trust me,” he states flatly. “Even if I am both your alpha and your mate.” “It’s not that,” Izzy replies defensively. “It’s just... I barely know you.” “That’s exactly the reason why I am asking you to stay the night with me.” Instead of answering
As if sensing the turmoil inside of Izzy’s mind, Landon turns her around so that she’s facing him now. Her eyes meet his intense gaze and she can see the hunger in them. Without saying a word, he covers her lips with his own in a passionate kiss. Izzy can feel every inch of his muscular body pressed against her body and she moans softly as their tongues dance together in perfect sync. He pulls away briefly, leaving Izzy gasping for air. “You have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to kiss you since you walk through my office door,” he whispers huskily, his breath hot against her. She looks into his eyes, unsure of what to say, especially when she is harboring the same feelings towards him. Landon leans back in and presses another searing kiss to her lips, one hand cupping her cheek while the other trails down her side to rest on her hip. Izzy moans softly into the kiss as she feels Landon’s fingers tracing along the hem of her nightdress. With a growl, Landon breaks away from the
Oh yes, she will, she thinks. More than being her mate, she wants so much to give service to her alpha. And so, without hesitation, Izzy leans down and takes him into her mouth. She runs her tongue along the length of him, exploring every inch of him with eager curiosity. Landon's hips buck upward involuntarily as Izzy continues to pleasure him. Her hands are now caressing his thighs and hips, reveling in the feeling of his muscular body beneath her touch. "Fuck," Landon groans as he throws his head back onto the pillows. The sight of Izzy pleasuring him is almost too much for him to handle. But then she does something unexpected — she stops and sits up, licking her lips seductively as she gazes down at him. She crawls on top of him, her lips glistening with his arousal as she gazes at Landon. Her eyes are dark with desire and her breathing is ragged as she takes in the sight of him. His body is taut and glistening with sweat, his muscles rippling under her touch. Landon groans,
Izzy slowly opens her eyes, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort surrounding her. Then she remembers where she is and who she’s with. Alpha Landon. She smiles as she looks up at his sleeping face, his arm draped over her waist and his leg tangled with hers. The events of the previous night come back to her in flashes — their conversation about virginity, her memories of her ex-boyfriend, and then falling asleep in each other’s arms. For a moment, she allows herself to soak in the peacefulness of the moment. She can feel his breath tickling her neck as he stirs awake, his arm tightening around her waist. But soon enough, her stomach grumbles. She glances at the clock and sees that it’s already nine in the morning. Landon stirs awake as Izzy shifts to her back. “Good morning,” he mumbles sleepily, his voice rough from sleep. “Morning,” Izzy replies with a soft smile, turning her head to look at him. Landon opens his eyes and smiles back at her. His blue eyes are bright and full of
Izzy’s heart races as she reaches up to Landon, pulling him back in for another kiss. She can feel his desire for her growing with each passing second, and it only fuels her own longing for him. Her fingers dig into his broad shoulders as she deepens the kiss, pouring all of her desires for him into the kiss. Landon responds eagerly, his hands running down her back and pulling her closer to him. Izzy can feel the muscles in his arms as they hold her tightly, and she marvels at how strong and powerful he is. Their tongues play together in a dance of desire, exploring each other’s mouths with a hunger that cannot be quenched. Izzy moans softly into the kiss, unable to control the intense sensations coursing through her body. Feeling emboldened by their passionate embrace, she pushes at Landon and straddles him on the ground. She can feel his toned stomach against hers as she sits on his lap, feeling more confident with each passing moment. Landon moves his hands to grip onto her hips,
Not getting enough satisfaction, Izzy takes Landon deep into her mouth again. Her eyes lock onto his muscular form and the way his abs ripple as he tenses with pleasure.But Landon pulls back and looks at her with a frown. “Wait, Izzy,” he says.Izzy only looks at him. “You’re still hard,” she tells him, ignoring his protests.Without waiting for his permission, she takes him back into her mouth again. She hears Landon groan in pleasure again as she swirls her tongue around him, savoring the taste of him on her lips again.“Oh, fuck!” he exclaims, his hands fisting against the ground once more. “Izzy,” he gasps out her name, his grip on the ground tightening.She can feel herself getting even more aroused as she continues to bring him closer and closer to release again. His body is like a work of art — strong and powerful — and Izzy can’t help but marvel at it even in the midst of their passionate encounter.“I really want you now,” Landon whispers huskily, his eyes locked on hers.Her
Izzy stirs awake, feeling a little disoriented. She opens her eyes and looks around the room, taking in a different set of luxurious furnishings and realizing that she must be in Landon's bedroom.She sits up and then remembers what just happened. She falls unconscious from the haze of her own desires! And that much desire is not just because of his good looks or his strong, muscular body. It must definitely be because he is both her Alpha and her mate!She takes a deep breath as she closes her eyes. This is bad. Really, really, a million times bad! She’s already decided. She won’t have a mate and she won’t be his Luna! No matter how good he feels in her mouth."Hey," Landon's deep voice startles her, his hand gently brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face. "Are you okay?"She opens her eyes wide, and upon seeing his face again, she can feel that massive desire again that’s pooling in her gut. Just waking up and she wants to do her alpha again?! This is the worst!“Did I pass
Izzy’s mind races as Landon presses his body against hers, his hands roaming over her curves with a burning intensity that sends shivers down her spine.“You... you really agree to this?” she stammers, her heart pounding in her chest.“Yes,” Landon repeats, his lips brushing against her ear.“Really?” she asks again. “Do you really agree with that kind of setup?”His gaze intensifies as he leans in even closer, their breaths mingling together. “I want you, Izzy, more than you know,” he replies huskily.Before she can respond, Landon captures her lips in a passionate kiss again. She wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer as their tongues dance together in perfect harmony.Landon’s hands touch every inch of her body, tracing every curve, and she can’t help but moan into their kiss.When their lips break apart, his strong arms wrap around her waist.
Izzy opens the front door and is surprised to find several maids standing outside. She steps back, allowing them to enter the house.“Beta Carter paid for our services,” one of them explains as they enter the house.“Ahm, thank you,” she says, surprised. “…I guess.”She looks over her shoulder to where Carter is leaning against the wall. His wet clothes cling to his muscular frame, making him look even more enticing than usual. But there’s also a hint of something else in his gaze, a desire that matches hers.She moves towards him, and with every step she takes, his desire grows stronger. She can feel it radiating off of him like heat.“Is this common for you? Having pack members help out with the laundry and chores?” she asks, trying to distract herself from the intensity of their desires for each other.“If I am busy and overwhelmed,” he answers in a deep voice. &ldqu
As they reach the house, Carter offers to help with the chores. Izzy hesitates, but she’s too tired to argue so she agrees. She is also afraid that her desires will flare up during an argument with him.“Fine,” she grumbles. “You can help me with washing the blankets.”Carter grins and follows her inside. “I knew you can’t resist my charms.”Izzy rolls her eyes and starts taking out the blankets that smell like they’ve been stored in the cabinet for a long time. She hands a pile to Carter, who takes them without complaint.They work in silence for a few minutes, until Carter breaks it by saying, “You know, I used to do this kind of thing all the time when I lived in the packhouse.”“Oh, really?” she asks. “Why did they allow you to stay there? You have a mansion, and your chain of hotels is not too far from here.”“The elders don’t want the
Carter leans to her, and she savors his smell. She wants more. She wants him to do more than just imprison her between that same nice body and the rows of grocery items.“My dear Izzy… I know that you want me too… And if I really am the selfish man that you think I am, all I need to do is touch you and you will jump at the chance to make love to me. You are my mate, and I can sense your inner wolf begging for me.”She is about to say something when he presses his finger to her lips. “Shhh…” He presses himself to her and she can feel his hardness between her legs. “Like you, I am also starting to lose myself the longer we don’t make love. Just your smell, your voice, the heat from your skin, is making me heady… so please, don’t look at me, or I might not be able to control myself anymore.”And just like that, she tightly shut her eyes.“Good girl, just stay like that.”Then she felt his hands on her shoulders. And when he moans, she shivers. “What are you doing, Carter?”“Shhh… Let me
Izzy wakes up early on Thursday, feeling refreshed and determined to start her day. She gets dressed quickly and heads downstairs to grab some breakfast. As she is about to take a bite of her toast, there’s a knock on the door.She frowns. It’s too early for Carter. She sets down her toast and walks to the door. She takes a deep breath before opening the door.“Can I help you?” she asks coolly.Carter gives her a small smile. “I came to accompany you today…” he says. “…as what is expected of me and especially of you.”Izzy snorts but can’t help but allow him into the house. “I’m going somewhere.”“Where?”“Somewhere.”“Izzy…” he says, a scolding tone in his voice.“Grocery,” she finally answers as she returns to her breakfast. “I also need to buy a couple of items.”“I can accompany you with that.”“Ah, the young master will do such menial things, huh?”He presses his lips and she can feel his pain because of her words. She takes a deep breath and apologizes. “I’m sorry.”The hurt in
Izzy wakes up to the smell of bacon and eggs. She sits up groggily, rubbing her eyes before glancing at the clock on her bedside table. It reads 7 AM and so she goes outside of her room and finds Miles, who is already up and about. He is cooking breakfast in the kitchen of the house that he has allowed her to stay at. She watches him for a moment, still feeling a little awkward after last night’s events.He turns around and catches her staring at him. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” he says with a smile, flipping the bacon in the pan.“Morning,” she mumbles, running her fingers through the ends of her tangled hair.Miles serves them both breakfast and they sit down at the small dining table. Izzy watches him as he pours them each a cup of tea.“Other than the bacon and eggs, I also prepared you a tea, because I know that you will be drowning yourself in coffee the entire day. Don’t worry—”“About last night…” she interjects.Miles looks up from his plate, his expression unreadable. “It’s
“Hey, Izzy, I prepared dinner,” Miles says as he peeks through Izzy’s door. “Would you like to eat with me before I leave?”The answer is a resounding NO, and yet, Izzy shifts her attention from her laptop to Miles. It’s late now. However, she finds the need to pretend that she’s busy just so there would be no more conversation with him. In fact, she already finished half of her work for tomorrow!“You don’t have to cook for me, Miles,” she answers as she returns her attention to her laptop. “Besides, I am still busy.”She hears the door open wider and she can’t help but look at Miles again. He is scrunching his brows at her, as if he knows that she is just pretending to be swamped with work.“Do you really want to pretend as if nothing happened between us last night?” he asks.“Not now, Miles.”He moves closer to her desk and places his hands on top of it—making it impossible for her to ignore him any longer.“What do—”She stops because Miles surprises her with his next actions. He
Izzy wakes up to the warm rays of sunlight peeking through the curtains. Turning to her left, she sees Miles sleeping peacefully beside her. His messy blonde hair is stuck on his forehead and his arms are wrapped around her, holding her close.She smiles at the sight and gently traces his jawline with her fingertips. It was an intimate night. It was perfect. It was as if he was her only mate—then she pauses. Finally realizing what she’s been thinking about, her fingers freeze.What now? Now they’ve crossed the threshold from being friends and into lovers. What will she do once she rejects the mate bond with him and he would be in so much pain—that is, until he finds another mate?The mate bond only activates once a year. That means, he will hate her for a year. Will she be able to handle his hatred? Can she take being the target of the grief that she will cause him?She cannot! Last night was a mistake! She was being horny and gave in to the haze of the mate bond!And so, she withdraw
Miles takes his time worshiping her, the intensity in his eyes making her heart race faster. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and it drives her wild. She can feel herself getting lost in the ecstasy of his touch, unable to think about anything else except for the pleasure he’s giving her.“Miles…” she moans out his name, grasping onto the couch for support as pleasure consumes her body. “I can’t take it anymore…”But Miles doesn’t stop there. He continues to pleasure her until she is on the brink of orgasm. Just when she thinks she can’t take it anymore, he sucks on her clit and that unravels everything. She comes so hard that it feels like an explosion inside of her.“Oh!” she cries out as waves of pleasure continue to wash over her.Miles doesn’t stop there though. He keeps going, prolonging her orgasm until she's a shivering mess beneath him. When she finally comes d
"Izzy..." Miles whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of their breathing.She can feel her heart pounding in her chest, the butterflies in her stomach turning into a storm as she looks up at him. And for the first time, she sees Miles in a different light. Aria is correct, his features are handsome, so it’s not a surprise that he attracts a lot of women in their pack.Then, Izzy’s inner wolf screams at her and commands her to pull him closer, to close the remaining gap between their heated bodies.“I have always yearned for your love, Izzy…” he whispers as he touches the side of her face. “So, if you don’t like this, just push me, a gentle push is enough if the haze is becoming hard to control.”However, instead of pushing him, she raises her body to touch his and she hears him groan. With her need so pronounced, she closes the distance between them and their lips meet.For a moment, everything fades away except for the feeling of Miles' lips against hers. They're warm and