Thighs clenching at the feel of it, so erotically foreign, yet so right, she writhed between kisses and moaned. In response, Rhye coils his tail around her leg, guiding her to widen her stance. He slipped a thigh between her legs at the same moment he cupped her breasts, as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. Moaning in delight... "Oh, God..." Livia growled.The multitude of sensations had her crying out into Rhye’s mouth. Pressing her breasts into his hands, she ground down against his thigh, needing the pressure where she was so wet and swollen for him.Like an extra set of arms, she felt him wrap his majestic tail around her, enclosing her in a cocoon of warmth, safety, and need. Even with her eyes closed, she knew he didn’t surround her completely. She didn’t have to wonder why. The knowledge that he’d left a gap so she could breathe and her inner demon could watch unimpeded had a new rush of wetness slicking her core. It was like she had been transported to a different dimensio
Shock at what she’d done had barely begun to flicker through her mind when she felt something heavy and oppressive build within her. A sudden, sharp pain in her chest had her crying out as something foreign inside her pulled tight, stretching like a rubber band. Oh, god, it hurts. It felt like every atom of her being was being simultaneously crushed and pulled to its breaking point. The foreign sensation grew stronger and heavier until it felt like she was being ripped apart. The agony was unreal. She tried to scream her pain, but her chest was caving in, and she couldn’t breathe. It was gathering her power. She could feel it, like a thorned vine, latching onto the tendrils; she could feel it squeezing them, choking them. With a violent, agonising wrench, it yanked her power back into her, the cold, burning pain of it tearing a ragged shriek from her throat. Like a hand swatting a fly, the whiplash of it folded her body in half and sent her hurtling toward the floor. Strong arms
Finding her boyfriend on the bed with a man was beyond heartbreaking, especially in the midst of their out-of-world-nasty bed scene, with all the props and all. It was unnerving, insulting, and degrading. Oh, yes, it was a disaster... because her boyfriend's boyfriend was way hotter and bigger? Probably yes. With eyes so blue and those abs to die for? Yes again. No wonder Lily's boyfriend just came out of the closet. However, Lily Walter was not exaggerating, and yes, she waited at the door and broke up with Gabriel immediately. No questions asked. There was nothing to ask anyway. Done! She was done! And yes, it happened just yesterday, and now her eyes were dry, her throat sore from crying, her hair uncombed, resembling a bird's nest, and she was now alone. So lonely and miserable. But could she just murder her ex-boyfriend over the non-stop ringing of her phone now? ‘If so, she certainly had got to start working on her alibi. ' "Lily, please, ... come on-" Her ex-boyfriend, Dr.
At the age of 30, Alpha Rhye Gosling became the CEO of Gosling Hotels, Inc. He was a wealthy billionaire and owned dozens of hotel chains and five luxurious pubs in the city. He was a brilliant bachelor, handsome, tall, magnificent, and had a wonderful figure, making him every woman's fantasy. However, he was not just a gifted businessman who was also perceptive and optimistic. He was the Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, the most powerful werewolf pack in Europe. Known to his kind as the most demanding, serious, possessive, fearsome, and badass Alpha on the continent. He was a goal-oriented billionaire and an Alpha at the same time, who single-handedly rescued his father's corporation and pack from the brink of bankruptcy and extinction, guiding it to become the country's largest five-star hotel chain with branches in practically every region and his pack to be the most powerful and influential among the three werewolf packs in Europe; Moonlight in the north and west, Sunlight in the eas
Six hours later, upon arriving at her destination, Lily went inside her best friend's room with irritation thrumming through her veins. "Cassandra, guess what happened to me on the way here?" "I don't care what happened to you, girl, but we need to get dressed now, s*x and the boys are waving and we are getting late." "Are you not going to even ask why?" She asked her one and only friend and sat in the bed, watching her rampage through her closet and make-up. "Lily, I already knew about your gay ex-boyfriend. We talked for hours on the phone, remember? What is worse than that?" "What's worse? The um-policeman, and he's got the nerve to give me a ticket," Lily took the ticket from her purse and waved it in Casandra's face. "See this?" "OMG! Really?... Is he hot?" "Cassy, I'm serious here. I'm already planning my revenge scheme... and you are telling me…" "Okay, who is this officer, you say?" Casandra sighed and took her hairbrush as she sat on her pink-colored vanity. "The one
She thought he was Leon? How crazy? Oh right, he borrowed his police uniform earlier with a nameplate. However, all was lost when he got nearer, and he thought, fuck, she had kissable fine lips, so luscious and pink and glossy. Rhye thought to himself. When their gazes locked, it was as if everyone else in the pub disappeared. There was something so familiar and so unbelievably extraordinary about her spirit, it was like calling him. Just looking at this beauty, even his wolf wanted to claim her right here and right now. And though Alpha Rhye couldn't discern her significant scent, there was something very unique about it. It was more than scentless, yet he could feel the pull of a life-mate, and he was more than surprised. Her deep blue-green eyes were gorgeous and vivid, so fresh and innocent, and right now they were expressing a sweet longing that quickened his pulse. Yes, the woman was rude and thought of him as Leon, but he still couldn't help but stare at her lips, as her sweet
He took her hand and pulled her off the stool. He was still hard as a rock and in need of relief. Judging by her shallow breathing, she was as aroused as he was. "So what do you say?" Rhye asked, rubbing the inside of her palm with his thumb gently. Lily stood on the tips of her high-heeled shoes and pressed her lips to his ear. "Hurry Mr. Whoever you are, sir, I need to cum." He swallowed a desperate laugh as he held her hand toward the rear balcony. Before they passed the doorway, he tossed a final glance over his shoulder. The stockbrokers were gaping at him as if he was a ghost from another realm. He gestured to the money on the bar and offered a gracious nod, as if to say, "I won, keep it all." Five minutes later, Rhye nodded to his personal guard, who kept a watch on whatever he was doing and now opened the suite entrance, knowing the Alpha had found a girl for tonight. "Thanks, Jasper." Lily pressed her own palm to the center of his chest, giggling sweetly and pushing him f
The next morning, the loud news report from the massive 65-inch television in the elegant room awakened Lily. She groaned from the light in the glass windows. The etching noise that lightly strolled across the bed was enough to send her back straight up like a bolt in pitch twilight as a raw sweat washed over her face and a hard knot constricted her throat, making her hard to breathe with the addition of her hammering headache. She despised hangovers and being so foolish, yet her palms grabbed her chest as it pounded quicker than anticipated when she realized something: she was partially naked! Then her thoughts were racing through her mind, recalling the most incredible sex encounter of her life, with the most beautiful stranger with... Holy crap! Naked! She was completely naked! She then panicked and glanced everywhere, examining her surroundings. She was nowhere near her apartment or Cassy's home. Oh my God! Last Night! The man! Sgt. Leon Anderson! No! She had sex with Jaso
Shock at what she’d done had barely begun to flicker through her mind when she felt something heavy and oppressive build within her. A sudden, sharp pain in her chest had her crying out as something foreign inside her pulled tight, stretching like a rubber band. Oh, god, it hurts. It felt like every atom of her being was being simultaneously crushed and pulled to its breaking point. The foreign sensation grew stronger and heavier until it felt like she was being ripped apart. The agony was unreal. She tried to scream her pain, but her chest was caving in, and she couldn’t breathe. It was gathering her power. She could feel it, like a thorned vine, latching onto the tendrils; she could feel it squeezing them, choking them. With a violent, agonising wrench, it yanked her power back into her, the cold, burning pain of it tearing a ragged shriek from her throat. Like a hand swatting a fly, the whiplash of it folded her body in half and sent her hurtling toward the floor. Strong arms
Thighs clenching at the feel of it, so erotically foreign, yet so right, she writhed between kisses and moaned. In response, Rhye coils his tail around her leg, guiding her to widen her stance. He slipped a thigh between her legs at the same moment he cupped her breasts, as he sucked her earlobe into his mouth. Moaning in delight... "Oh, God..." Livia growled.The multitude of sensations had her crying out into Rhye’s mouth. Pressing her breasts into his hands, she ground down against his thigh, needing the pressure where she was so wet and swollen for him.Like an extra set of arms, she felt him wrap his majestic tail around her, enclosing her in a cocoon of warmth, safety, and need. Even with her eyes closed, she knew he didn’t surround her completely. She didn’t have to wonder why. The knowledge that he’d left a gap so she could breathe and her inner demon could watch unimpeded had a new rush of wetness slicking her core. It was like she had been transported to a different dimensio
That was enough to snap her out of the trance.Unsure if she was more freaked out about being hypnotized by a fucking tail, or charmed that it seemed to like her, she pet it in return, carefully stroking a fingertip lightly over the spade tip.If it were possible, her eyes would have widened even more at the shiver working through Rhye.Did he like that?Oh, how she wanted to play and find out.Soon, it retreated, and Livia marvelled at all three men as she really, truly realised that they weren’t humans. They were predators and, unlike humans, had the features necessary to both lure in prey and kill it. Joseph’s eyes, Rhye’s tail—they were all mesmerising."Like cuttlefish," she muttered under her breath.Rhye zeroed in on her and cocked his head. "What’s that?""Oh, nothing." Peering up at Rhye, she prompted, "You wanted to ask something earlier?"The alpha gave her a look that said he knew she was intentionally redirecting the conversation but that he was going with it. "How did it
The words escaped without thought, but she didn’t have the mental capacity to regret them, even when the room was suddenly full of low, masculine laughter."Does that mean you think I’m pretty, too?" Leon rumbled, his eyes, now a vivid purple, sparkling—literally sparkling—as though they were dotted with a thousand tiny stars.His voice had already been deep, but now it was even more so. The gravelly, bass sound vibrated through her like distant thunder but was also creepy at the same time, but Livia didn't show how scared she was of the two-headed wolf. There was something about Leon's wolf that made her shiver with fear. He was something else. There was darkness in him, and she could see it. Livia paused, seeing a vision of Leon killing Joseph in the subway, while Rhye was unconscious on his side. Livia gasped; anger settled over her, and rage throbbed in her like a heartbeat. Leon creeped into Joseph... He would kill him. Livia could feel it... She didn't have a choice but to use h
Livia frowned. She picked up on that apparently being a bad thing easily enough, but why he thought she would care was beyond her. When she voiced as much, he just blinked at her like she’d stunned him speechless; at first, she was sure.Peering between the two of them, she took in the tense set of their shoulders and the tightness in their expressions that lingered, despite her assurance that she didn’t care about their lack of purity.Deciding to fix the problem she’d inadvertently caused, Livia smiled softly at them. "I don’t care if you’re pure or as mixed as milk and coffee, but I’ve obviously stepped on a sore point, so I rescind my invitation." Hoping to lighten the mood, she ended with a haughty sniff and an imperious wave of her hand.Joseph’s eyes narrowed to suspicious slits. "Well! Now that you don’t want to see, I want to show you. What is this witchery?"Leon made a low sound and nodded, mimicking Joseph’s suspicious expression, though his grey eyes were dancing with amu
Speechless, Livia gaped at the beautiful monster before her. Drawn like a moth to a flame, she took a step closer, wanting, needing to see him, to touch him. She managed a single step before Rhye cursed, eyes wide and dark brows furrowed, as he stared down at himself."How the fuck did you do that?" he demanded, pinning her with a stunned look.God, but his eyes were unreal. Vibrant, ocean deep blue with a sunburst of bright green around the pupils. They were the eyes of a predator. Eyes of a pureblood alpha. She wanted to get lost in them, wanted to stare into them until she’d mapped every facet."I have no idea," she admitted with a slow shake of her head. At the disbelieving expression he gave her, she tried to think past the shock of seeing him and explained, "The heat of your power was starting to get painful, and then, all of a sudden, it felt like mine got pissed off and threw yours back at you.""You shouldn’t be capable of that," Rhye muttered, but it was said almost absently
The memory of the creepy, child-looking demon and the sensation of it sucking the power out of her, remembering how weak she’d felt afterward, sent a shiver down her spine and hardened her resolve. All her martial arts and self-defense training had been useless against the thrall it had used on her. She’d spent too long and worked too hard to not be a victim to give up on this now. Rhye smirked at her for the second time that day, setting a new record. His eyes shone with approval at the resolve in hers. “I can force your power out of you. If you’ll allow me to try,” he tacked on at the end. Livia appreciated the effort he was making to be more polite, now he knew she wasn’t a spy sent to surveil them. She just wasn’t sure how to react to this new Rhye. He’d gone from cold and dangerous to interested and almost nice. Almost. It was a jarring change. Seductive, dangerously enticing, and intriguing as hell, but still jarring. Livia glanced at them, gauging their reactions to his of
Cocking her head, Livia frowned at him. "I don’t understand." Her eyes went wide as it hit her. "Oh my god, I get it. So, if they make vampires popular in movies and books, demons will become stronger because more humans are glorifying them. Same for witches and werewolves and everything else, yes?""Exactly.""Holy shit. I wonder how much I affected them in my Twilight phase as a kid."Joseph growled, "Those fucking movies! The "vampire" and "werewolf" demons were out of control. The "underworld demons" were pissed. They’d been top dogs for most of what"—he glanced at Leon—"like the last thousand years?""Mm, thereabouts, yes.""Wait. Did I hear you say ‘top dogs’?" she asked, ignoring the twilight thing in favor of something more important."Yes, but now anymore," Leon nodded.“Spiteful little fuckers, really. And always hungry!” Joseph pointed to a few thin white scars crisscrossing the back of his hand, scars she’d somehow never noticed before. “They like people meat, and they are
"As Joseph said, it’s not exclusively a torture chamber, and it’s not used as such all that often. Only when we’re left with no other recourse," Rhye soothed with a small smile.Her gentle giant, the man who touched her with such tenderness and care, was talking about torturing people with about the same amount of contrition as confessing he didn’t always take the time to recycle.That wasn’t actually what shocked her, though. She knew they were on the dark grey side of the morality scale.When she continued to frown at him, he lifted a hand and cupped her cheek, looking suddenly unsure. "Does that bother you, Livia? Would it help to know we don’t hurt the innocent?"Rhye was very still at her back, she noticed. He hadn’t pulled away from her physically, but she could sense him closing off, could almost feel him pulling the cold, unfeeling mask back into place.Joseph, who’d strolled farther into the room, snorted. "Of course she knows that!" He stopped walking when she didn’t immedia