Adrian M. Knox“What the hell do you think you are doing walking around at this hour?”His question was laden with more irritation geared towards Elaine than concern for the first time in his life, perhaps a combination of guilt and shame from having been found intimate with Ruby by the one person he wanted to convince of their contractual relationship.“Me? I am not the one doing something absurd. You were kissing her, Muaas! You were kissing a ‘Clive’!”Elaine's disappointment did not jar him as much as he thought it would, that he wanted to run after Ruby; however, did.That kiss…"She is my wife. I do not have to justify that to you. Get on.""Your wife or not, she is a ‘Clive’. Have you forgotten what her father did to mine? Did to our town? Did to you? How could you betray us, all of us, you included, like this."“She is my wife; I do not have to explain myself to a child.”Her fury turned to a pained surprise in less than a second.Fuck.“A child?”His sigh came off more natura
Ruby M Clive"What?"What the hell is he asking me?Does...he know what he is asking? Is he playing dumb, or..."Elaine's eighteenth birthday? She wanted to have it at the Manor, so I was wondering if you mind."If I mind, his mate having her birthday in his Manor.If I mind having to see them recognise each other for the first time in a house, I am to stay in for several months after?What, what if they fuck in front of me?He is careless in that regard; he had me by the door once.Hah…what if they fuck in my room?She will be a legal adult, able to offer her consent, and once he gets over his hang-ups about her being ‘like a sister’, then…Fuck.Did he need to ask me this with her next to him?Or this early in the morning, is he trying to ruin my day before it starts?"N-no, I don't mind."I answer finally when Elaine’s lip turns downward.I know that face; she pouts every time she wants something from the Alpha that is not reciprocated, and he always yields."Oh really, that's grea
When I neither move nor break from his hold, he raises his hands on my frame and pulls my shirt off slowly.“Bra, take it off.”My hands leave his body to work on the straps on my back. My breasts fall free the instant I unclip them, and while it feels like a relief, the stiff peaks ache at his instant stroke of them before I can even place the material aside.My thighs tighten on his; there is a plus to him teasing me when my folds rest above his. The only downside is we are both in jeans, both in hardy wear suitable for the farm, so despite the sharp delight that rocks through me as his calloused hands stroke my soft, stiff and sensitive nipples, no matter how much I grind into him to tease him in the same manner, it is not enough—he knows it, and I know it.Sharing a room with him, I admit, scared me—what would I do If his scent caused us to lose ourselves or, worse, caused me to confess something because of the security he inspires, regardless of how much of a mirage it is?But in
Elaine L. Brockett"So, will you?"Elaine posed the question again to her mother. It wasn't ideal for her to ask this brashly, but her only response yesterday had been, 'Go to bed.'Elaine had expected her to be upset that she sneaked out, but not like last night.She always snuck out, and her reactions were tepid, especially on days that Muaas brought her home, so the only reason she could equate to her mother's edginess was the presence of Ruby Clive in town.Overnight, her mother’s, 'what if something happens to you' turned to 'Are you okay? You are okay, right? That woman didn't do anything to you, did she?'The manic change was unnerving.Why did everyone pay so much attention to someone of no importance?Elaine did not find Ruby particularly pleasing to look at. She was merely astoundingly beautiful in such a way that she projects one’s insecurities about themselves, but such women were often harlots—case in point: the magazine articles.Plus, Leon had always mentioned to her th
The journey back to the capital was exhausting and silent. Sex was but a band-aid. Despite how we behave in ecstasy, he still came to me smelling of roses, and I still refuse to cater, host or be a part of a ‘child’s’ birthday.I still wanted to leave early, so we left on the same night. He could have stayed if he wanted, but I needed to leave— he came to me smelling of roses. I cannot get over that, especially when he denies me another.Either way, the birthday is in three weeks, the double date next weekend, and there I shall ask for my Luna project and leave the two mates together a little earlier than the planned six months, but I cannot help how things turn out.When the car makes a turn to the estate, a yawn escapes me.At least I have my room here, and there is soundproofing.The blushes and curious gazes that met mine after the Alpha and I left our room were…interesting.Christ, did they hear our arguments then?A familiar face and uniform brush past my window, so I lean to st
Adrian M. KnoxShe would leave him?Yes, that was part of the agreement, but…not this soon. She was not permitted to leave him this soon.He wished to utter that, but again, her fingers flew to her mouth.What was it that terrified his precious pufferfish?He'd never seen her this anxious before, and were he in a better mood, he would have prodded, but he wasn't, and her 'divorce' threat was not helping.The car drew to a halt, and on their exit, a man took their coats.His hand took hers to prevent any more biting, and to his surprise, she held on to his hand.It was only when he entered the mansion that he understood her nerves.Unlike his mother's house, filled with warmth, life and imperfections. Her mother's house was the polar opposite.Everything was cold and efficient. The design was a designer's paradise with no family portraits, no out-of-place pictures, and no out-of-place soft furnishings like a lone bean bag or plush chair like in the palace. Everything was extravagant, f
No... No... God, no. The beat of my heart feels so painful that its loudness echoes in my ear; any second now, I will have a heart attack and be saved from this situation. Any…second now. Oh God... This is the worst! The sting on my thighs from the whip does not hurt as much as the mortification I feel. The look on his face as he examines my thighs, as he takes in the room and takes in Mother and the assortment of crops and whips by her side as if they were a BDSM collection, makes me want to disappear. Didn’t Mother lock the door? She always locks the door. Oh God, this is so embarrassing. “How long?” ‘How long’? What is that question supposed to mean? How long would I keep him waiting? —Not that long, it's just been five minutes, okay, perhaps a bit more than five minutes, but- is that really his question? My gaze turns to the floor; the door’s lock mechanism lays shattered as if he opened the door in rage. Huh…if he is that upset, then his question might lie in the sa
Ha...ha…The laugh that leaves my lips makes his grip tighten against me."Oh ...you don't like her despite how identical you are...? Seriously Alpha…”My laugh ceases to give my next words more emphasis.“You should have just taken the whip and gone to town on me-"His harsh tug on my hand as he drags me forcefully to the manor cuts off my next words."Let go....of me!"He doesn't.“Let go of me, Alpha!”My nails draw his blood as I try my best to peel his hands off me; yet again, he remains silent, and despite my making my limbs rigid to add resistance to his tug, he doesn’t stop; in fact, I may be the only one getting hurt by this.When a sensation eerily close to that of dislocation finds my limbs, the realisation of the pointlessness of my struggle finds me, so instead, I take in a deep breath and release a blood-curling scream that pierces the night and causes him to freeze in his tracks."You can't control me if you have something to lose...you need your image, right Alpha...?”
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