Adrian M. Knox This was the third time during the week that he found himself back in the hotel room—her hotel room, to be specific.She cleared out her room in the manor, leaving only the clothes he bought her—they were not a lot, merely two or three tailored dresses and the flowers she bought with Leon.It was almost as if no one but him existed in that space because not even a stray hair, a spare toothbrush or even a hairbrush remained. He couldn’t tell if she was meticulous or his staff spared him having to collect her items to build a nest with them.Oh, right, she did leave a few things in her room, her shelf that they had refurbished to stock with parenting and childcare books. There were so many...no, too many for one to say she was not prepared or excited for motherhood.Yet another thing that eluded him in the fog surrounding Elaine.Had he given in to her need to discuss their future with Elaine as his mate, would things have been different?He could lie and argue that they
Elaine Lenard BrockettHer bags were packed, her bed made, and her make-up on.Had she borrowed the supplies that Muaas offered despite them being Ruby’s shade, yes. She could have refused and stood strong in her individuality, but there was something about beating Ruby at her game that appealed to her.Similar to when Adrian couldn’t stop staring at her when she wore Ruby’s gown. It was evident that he liked the piece on her, so perhaps this time, it will work in her favour again.A sigh escaped her.All this, the make-up and packing, was done over an hour ago, so what the hell was taking Muaas so long? Leon said that he would convince him to come, so why had an hour passed on his watch?An unfamiliar nurse, male and clearly too big for his uniform, stood by the door and knocked."Can I help you?"She asked the nurse, trying her best to keep her irritation at bay."I have been asked to escort you to the car."Her heart fluttered."By the Alpha, right? Why didn't he come to escort me
"Ruby..."Adrian’s call echoes in my mind as his large hands part the flesh of my ass so that his shaft can sink deeper inside me.My limp and jelly-like legs hang on his elbows while he continues to fuck me on his feet. I am uncomfortable, but that is only because he has me in his arms as if I am a sex doll that weighs nothing and worse…the position makes it so that my clit slaps against his flesh each time he thrusts into me.Another cry escapes me as my hands leave the security of his shoulders to gaze at the blue of his eyes."Ruby..."He calls again, his mouth eerily close to my ears.A nagging fear tells me that he intends to bite my nape, but instead, he spins my body roughly and presses me against the wall—no traps me with the wall because now there is no way out no matter how much I wish to fight the cold embracing my back.Resistance is futile; my body feels like jelly, my nails claw his back, and my lips cry out as my orgasm inches to its climax because he has yet to stop p
Katherine Dill."‘I see’? Did you just say, ‘I see’? Dominic, you bashed his head in!"I have always hated whiney people; I hate how I sound like them now, but I don’t know how else I can get my point across because he feels a little too calm.“I did, and you are overreacting, don’t you think?”“Over- overreacting; what has he even done to you?”“Exactly, overreacting because you don’t even know what he has done to me.”Am…I- am I having a stroke right now?“Plus, he is still alive, is he not?”Dominic uses his foot to poke the man whose blood trickles to the ground—the man groans.“See, overreacting.”"I don't care that he is ‘still alive’. That's a crime. You don’t just physically assault someone like that! It’s wrong and- oh God, what if he has a concussion?""If you insist on smoking, change the brand."He utters.“What?”“The brand you smoke, change it. It's not a good one.”Since when is smoking good for any- wait a minute!"Hey, don’t change the topic; what did he do to you to
"We’ll move the play set here and have the entire area be a rest or recess space for the kids, and then….”Sally’s voice is soothing; its soothing nature makes it easy to tune out.It's evening now, and besides the delicious-looking sandwiches brought, I haven't eaten much else today.Stress is slimming, one would say, but anymore, and I might just give myself ulcers."You look even worse than before you went out for coffee."Sally utters—weird, she was directing the workers a few seconds ago, so how come she is squatting before me?I really am the common denominator because why am I still not happy? Wasn’t leaving Ketria supposed to change everything? Why do I feel so numb?My mind flashes to Dominic before an inner groan fills me.He shouldn’t be the one to thrill me; a married man should never- should never make me feel this way."I'm fine, just a headache, and I guess I’m-""Guys!"A young man, I think his name is Craig, storms inside the enclosed workspace, commanding everyone’s
His mouth is rough against mine as he forces my lips open, not that I fight him. It doesn't matter that there is smoke around us, that we are in public or in a dirty alleyway that many may have fucked in. None of that matters because his expert hands squeezing my ass make my centre throb enough that I forget I am somewhat royalty being held by a simple man—he is a bartender, right? A moan escapes me, one he swallows all too greedily, giving me no chance at sanity as his tongue strokes the roof of my mouth, shuddering me. “What is it?” He asks as he breaks the kiss. One of his hands move from my ass to cup my chin forcefully. “You are mine, yet…” He pulls my face to him and sniffs me before letting out a groan at my scent. “What is it…what is it that makes my wolf confused? You are my mate, right? You feel what I feel…don’t you, Katherine.” He sounds unsure. I want to tell him that I am his mate, that I made a mistake and marked another, but that the mark was temporary. I want
"Kath-" "Don't say it...don't say anything." I urge with one of my hands still raised to the air as if I could magically command him should he insist. Stepping away from him is hard; his scent is so sweet that I feel as if I am floating on the ground. My insides feel giddy, my centre throbs ridiculously, while my knees, shit…why are they so weak? Why does each step I take away from him seem like the last? "Katherine!" His yell stills my movements. I want him to call me Ruby; I want him to say my name in his voice that melts me, but instead of yielding to my fantasies, I bite my tongue. It hurts; perhaps I bit too hard, but then again, the pain helps me keep my eyes from fluttering shut when he nears me again. I should run. I should, but...I can't—I can barely keep upright. His hand reaches mine, pulling me back to his cinnamon and coconutty scent; are males supposed to smell this good or has the goddess tailored him for me? His gaze arrests my lips that remain parted because,
I'm overthinking this.I need someone to tell me that I am overthinking because why the hell did I mention the word ‘rejection’ to my mate?Well, whether I am overthinking this or not, I need some time alone, especially time when I am not in heat, to think this through.My legs feel weak, my centre wet, and I can still hear his footsteps behind me as I walk hurriedly to a cab."Stop following me!"I utter as I turn to him; we are at least a few meters apart."‘Stop following you’?”He repeats with a scoff, just like the last two times I have uttered that phrase to him.“Yes, stop.”I turn to him, this time willing to pursue the conversation.“No. Do you have any idea how aroused you smell? How the hell am I supposed to ‘stop following you’ when your scent calls all the hot-blooded wolves in the area?"He asks in a tone that spells his disappointment in me."I know basic self-defence.""Then can you fight me? Because wolves my size are common here, so if the answer is no, you need me t
Hi! That’s a wrap for ‘The Alpha’s Ruby Obsession’; it has been the wildest ride yet. On matters pertaining to bonuses, they will not always be guaranteed a happy ending or to give a sense of closure. Additionally, going forward, not all stories will have bonuses. On to the main matter: I want a light book for my next project, something that doesn’t make me teary while writing and also, I want to leave the woods for the big city for a while, so I thought, why not get high blood pressure and delve into the world of greedy mother-in-laws and audacious husbands in My next book, a billionaire romance, ‘Trillionaire After Divorce’. It should be out by January if all factors are cooperative; it will not be as tragic as this one, but it will still have some darkness...and tons of romantic angst. I’ll tell you this in advance: be ready to throw hands at audacities! As usual, it will be 18+; whatever will I do without smut? As always, thank you for reading, and hopefully, I will see you in
** Ruby. "Last step. Just jump. I will catch you." I whisper to Elle, who throws her little arms around my shoulders as she takes her leap of faith gracefully. "Good girl." I praise her quickly before placing her on the ground and holding her hand so we can run across the empty street. It was not in any of my plans to use the window at one a.m., essentially alerting my little sister, Elle, of something going wrong, but I had no choice; Dominic had his men surround my apartment, so if I stayed, I would be forced to sleep with men, now that I have been injected contraceptives on his coin already. After helping Elle in the car waiting for us, I hop in the passenger seat before Wanda drives off. “Thanks, Wanda.” I utter finally as we enter the main road. “Baby, this is stupid; you know Dom will never let you go.” "He will if you seduce him for me. " I utter softly, and her light and refreshing laugh lighten the mood in the car. “Open the glove box.” I do as she asks, but insi
Adrian "That's the girl." Adrian's gaze lifted in the direction his friend pointed. "The number one of business school." It didn't irk him as much as Leon, his best friend, meant for it to; after all, numbers meant nothing to him unless they were in the form of currency and had never found a soul wealthier than his family, even in the university. In fact, it didn't matter so much that he wanted to walk to her and invite her to his group, scholarship or not; she earned the right to associate with him, at least within the confines of the school. "Tell her to join us. No, tell her that she can be sitting with us instead of alone." He ushered Elaine; she was something of a kid sister to him. "What? Why? She is poor; I highly doubt that she can purchase from our section; you’ll just make her feel bad." "She stole my spot in the school, so I want everyone to know she earned the right to sit with us. Plus, we can buy her food if she can’t afford it." The notion made little sense to
The last Chapter of the Bonus will be tomorrow. ** “I didn’t ask you to protect me! I wasn’t in danger.” His sneer rises, and I wince, anticipating another slap, but instead, he clicks his tongue. “You will need to visit a family planning establishment to get your affairs in order; if you are going to start taking in men, then-” “I will get you the money!” “By tomorrow? Because your debt just went up by eight hundred thousand.” “I didn’t ask you to interrupt. Don’t give the refund let me go out there and-.” Dominic’s hand rises, and I flinch before the sound of his tongue clicking against the roof of his mouth echoes once again. “I will give you the day off tomorrow, but Maurice will escort you to the family planning centre. I’ll show you an easy way to pay me back if you are in such a rush to escape me. Now, take that coat off. You look stupid wearing it.” "Will I look more dignified to the men you intend to whore me out to?" Dominic winces, but his expression does not soft
Hi! Quick disclaimer: The bonus stories are not guaranteed a happy or ‘closure-inducing’ ending. Please read at your own risk. Adrian’s hands waste no time lowering to my ass to part my flesh apart. "You are not permitted to touch-" “‘Touch the stripper’? I know, but can't you take it as me making your work easier? I am doing you a favour.” “I highly doubt a yeast infection counts as a favour. Either lower your pants because your boxers are certainly cleaner to press against, or let me do my dance in peace.” His hot breath coats my ear as he chuckles. His hands leave my ass to fiddle with his belt and lower his zip, but mother of Christ, why are his knuckles grazing against my centre while he does this? I am certain I have lifted my hips enough for there to be no contact between us. The feel of his fingers hooking upward tells me that his actions are on purpose. But before I can protest, his fingers leave my centre, and instead, his hips thrust upwards on my bare and sensitive
“Hand me the tape, Joy.” I ask as I hold the last box in place before the garments pop out. “Just a second! Elle, don’t run with scissors!” Elle’s laughter sounds across the hall, making it exceedingly clear that there will be no assistance any time soon. With a sigh, I consider letting the box’s contents explode open, but in the nick of time, a tape gun is pressed on my shoulder. “Oh, thank God. Tape it for me; my arms are holding… the box…closed.” I drawl as surprise takes over my body, causing my grip on the box to lessen such that its contents spill out. “...Adrian?” I call as I stand, ignoring the mess I made. "So, you were going to leave." He utters as if he were merely seeking my confirmation on the matter. "Adrian.” I call with a sigh before looking for the best choice of words. “What are you doing here? We talked about-" "You were going to abandon me again?" The loudness in his voice jostles me. There is a certainty in which he asks his question that leaves me
Ruby M. Clive ‘This was fun.’ The words play again in my mind before the fatigue I convinced myself was the sex finds me. "Fun." I toy with the word again before looking at my reflection in the mirror. The makeup hid the puffiness of my face well, but the redness remained regardless of the amount of concealer used. My legs feel weak, so I let my flesh crumble to the ground as more tears overcome me. I hate how easily I cry these days, but more than that, I hate the delight that found me when his wolf recognised me. He fell asleep with his length inside me, and I couldn’t pull it out; even now, I can still feel his shape inside me. My gaze lingers on the gauze on my hand; beneath it lies his teeth marks that ooze the scent of the ocean despite the amount of time I rinsed the wound. I don’t get it; no one has ever recalled the past in my presence before, so how could he? It makes sense for his wolf to remember me; we were mates, but not him, his hatred for Clives should prevent
A groan found Adrian’s lips with ease when his hands stroking the space next to him confirmed that it was cold, meaning she had left quite a while ago.His canines tasted of blood; did he bite himself?“Fuck! That’s so embarrassing!”He cursed, recalling how desperately he begged her to tell him who the man she loved was and how easily she drew a line with him. He didn't want to wake up; the bed wasn’t even his, but he didn’t want to leave it because the moment he did, he would have to face the consequences of the deal they had made—never seeing her again.But was the deal still in effect if she wasn’t there like she promised to be?"Oh, you are up-"Ruby said as the bathroom door opened, and he took in her glowing sight that was emphasised by the steam from the hot shower.She looked fresh and clean but also dressed up. She had on her robe and a full face of makeup, all while her hair remained wrap
Adrian watched Ruby’s flesh devour his hard shaft slowly; she only used her hands to steady his length inside her.If he were any more dazed, he would shove himself inside her, but she was far too tight for such an act not to cause her discomfort, so his teeth found his lip in search of patience before he spoke.“Are you okay?”He asked when the shadow of a wince crossed her face; his member wasn’t even halfway through.It was quite the awkward question to ask, considering that he was her source of discomfort, so while a part of him prayed that she wouldn’t back out, the other prepared for what felt inevitable.“Yes…yes, I just need a moment.”She uttered.“Are you sure? We could stop-”“I am certain.”She said with a laugh that once again undid him; how did she do that?How did she captivate him with such ease?His eyes fell on her large breasts that seemed to spill on her chest before returning to her eyes.Who was he?Who was the one man who had seen her in this way?He was clearly