Malik saw me naked and didn’t react. I closed my legs, annoyed at him and myself. Waylen would have acted differently, kissed me before taking me against that sink. Why was I upset when I always complained about his roughness? Because I wanted what he gave, even if I didn’t like how he took them.
But my attraction to Malik made little or no sense to me. I liked him, alright. From our dates and chats over the month, I knew he was a cool person. Still, after everything that had happened tonight, my body should have shut down. I shouldn’t be horny or this tense.
The sound of pouring water kept me awake. I rested my head against the headboard, my eyes so heavy I could barely see. My feelings were a mess. Right now, I was so wet I was certain I had soaked Malik’s towel. I wanted Malik to hold me. But I wanted to stay away. When someone helps you, you offer your gratitude and leave, not picture yourself in bed with them. Still, I couldn’t
Me: I quit my jobBecca: You did what?Fumi: Good for you. You complained that other time.Becca: Yeah but. But you seemed to be doing okay after that.Me: because I thought he had changed. Apparently not.Becca: are you okay?Fumi: do you need us to come over?Becca: I’ll bring wine. Chocolates too.Fumi: I’ll bring pizza.Becca: and sushi. You can cry it outMe: why would I cry?Fumi: because the job meant a lot to you?Me: I’m fine.Becca: liesMe: I swear on your Gucci bags and Fumi’s LV purses, I’m fucking fineFumi: oh, no. She said FUCKING fineBecca: yeah, I saw that too. We are on our wayMe: I’m not home guys. I promise, I’m fine. Let’s focus on your wedding.Becca: fuck that shit.Me: I just took a screenshot of this reply to send to MikeBecca: you wouldn’t dare
I exited the car before I did something silly. It was Monday, a few minutes past six in the evening, and I didn’t expect Waylen to be here. The building was empty except for the guard at the door. He let me in without so much as a fuss. Waylen mustn’t have told them he fired me. Or that I quit, whatever.My footsteps pounded loudly against the floor. In the silence, every sound seemed louder than it actually was. I arrived at my floor without a mishap, opened my door and tiptoed inside. My desk was as I last left it because I thought I would be coming back.The door to Waylen’s office was also closed. I wondered if he was in or had already left. Either way, I didn’t check to satisfy my curiosity. But my guess was on him being away. Typical him would have come out to haunt me. Or maybe he was finally listening to me and staying away. I found an empty box and emptied the valuable contents of my drawers into it. They weren’t much. The c
They say it takes a second for your life to be turned upside down. But in Beth’s case, it took one night. When an attack pushes her into Malik’s arms, she learns one hard truth: everything was a half-truth. Her world doesn’t belong to her alone. Werewolves exist. Her cocky, arrogant boss, Waylen, and the charming gentleman, Malik, who have spent weeks and months trying to woo her, aren’t fully humans. They are two of Indiana’s most jealous and possessive Alphas, and they want her. If Beth’s short stay as Waylen’s assistant has taught her anything, it’s this: Waylen Parker doesn’t share, even if the Moon goddess commands it. But when the council elder demands his mate's head on a platter, will he be able to set aside his pride and work with his rival—the very man he hates to save their mate's life? What about Beth? With her feelings torn between these two Alphas, she has a tough decision to make. Stand with her men and watch the people she cares about die? Or, choose the safest o
MALIKElizabeth was still asleep when I woke up. Her—my shirt had ridden up her ass to expose the succulent bronze skin. I placed a kiss on her butt before logic sank its claws into me. Otis purred. He had been excited since she touched us. Elizabeth stirred without waking up. She sucked her lip twice, and I smiled down at her. My dick pulsed with need as the immaculate memories seeped into my subconscious. I pushed my knee over the bed instead of waking her. Otis wanted me to bury my face in her heat and thank her for the best blowjob I had received in years. Maybe I was being sentimental because she was my mate, but everything about her was perfect. Too perfect. I wanted her to sit on my face and suffocate me with her pussy. I needed her more than I ever needed anyone. How was I supposed to practise celibacy with my mate? My fingers grazed her ear, and she purred, turning her face toward me. Worry lines marred Elizabeth’s usually smooth
MALIKThe silence lingered for too long. Elizabeth finally looked away when I made no move.“Elizabeth.”She returned to her coffee and took a sip. “It’s fine if you don’t want to.” She rubbed a hand over her neck and murmured, “I’ll just wait for Waylen. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind doing it.”A growl tore out of my throat. I twirled Elizabeth’s stool but didn’t get a chance to snap because she kissed me. She tasted of milk, sugar, and waffles. Her hands roamed my body, gently squeezing my cock through my shorts. I pushed her hand inside for actual contact, and she pumped me in fast, short strokes.Otis pushed for control. He had grown crazier since meeting her, feral, hornier. I broke the kiss and snatched her wrists, holding her hands behind her. She looked at me with questions heavy in her eyes. If she continued touching me, I would make good on
When I arrived on my floor, someone was seated in front of my door. My footsteps alerted them of my presence, and the person’s head raised. I stepped back. Waylen’s head tipped back like he was trying to understand the person in front of him. He stood, wiping the invisible lint on his jacket. There was no way to tell how long he had been here. When he smiled, that became the least of my worry. Remembering the attack made my insides knot with anger. I thought I was over it after seeing him at his office yesterday, but I thought wrong. I was still pissed. He was blocking my path, but I didn’t want to speak to him. So, I moved to the left, away from him, but he followed. “Beth,” he whispered. “I just need to get inside,” I told him—or the door. It was locked. I wasn’t with my key, not like I had the new one. That day, he locked the door, and I shut it from inside. Stepping aside, Waylen patted his pockets to retrieve a key. I co
Lynn almost knocked me off my feet with her hug. She stepped back like she was the bigger sister to inspect my physical state. Her eyes were swollen, and the tip of her nose was red. Alarm bells went off in my head as I pulled her in for a tighter hug. “It’s not as bad as it looks. But I’m fine,” Lynn murmured into my chest. Waylen said it wasn’t that bad, but her face and reaction revealed otherwise. I broke the hug first, my smile jittery as I wiped the under of her eyes. I was her big sis, and big sisters didn’t cry in front of their baby sisters, but tears clung to my eyelashes. If anything happened to her or our mom… An arm snuck around my waist, stopping the thought in its track. The familiar scent of Malik’s cologne tickled my nostrils. The urge to turn around and hug him tight while he comforted me was intense. But Lynn was here. And as far as she knew, Waylen was myoneandonlyboyfriend. “Who are you?”
WAYLENI made sure Beth was out of earshot before shoving the bastard in front of me. He staggered but quickly regained his footing. His confidence annoyed me. Only a few days in Beth’s life and he had ruined the perfect dynamics I struggled so hard to build. “You had to come after my mate. Is that how it is now?” I spat out. Malik adjusted his jacket. Dude didn’t understand the meaning of casual outing. What was it about him that made Beth smile so much? Made her act so in love? “She’s mine as well,” he replied. Wrong answer. I smoothed the front of my shirt. Today was another day for me to be grateful for those history classes Father forced on me. “Not unless I say so, and I’m not one to share.” Our eyes held, but Malik remained composed. He had nothing more to say to me. Quickly scanning the lot for any uninvited guests, I poked his shoulder. “I know what the council did to my father.” “He broke the rules.” “And here you ar