The chaste peck on the lips created sparks between us. I'd never had this feeling when I kissed other guys.
It felt like I had found a piece of me that I didn't know I had been missing. Just one quick peck, and the aching black hole that my father left when he died was a tad smaller.
I uncrossed my arms and put my hands on his face pulling him down towards me. He looked surprised, but didn't wait to kiss me back. I closed my eyes and enjoyed every single sensation. Soon his hands are on my waist bringing our bodies as close together as they could be.
His tongue massaged mine and quickly knocked out every other make-out session I've ever had. He definitely knew what to do. I followed his lead, copying it's every move his tongue made. That made him groan. I smiled knowing that I had made him groan. My body seemed to have a mind of it's own when he did that. I started to grind on him. He pushed a leg between my thighs. He was tall and strong. His thigh did
I skulked to the door, opening it without having to use my key. There were two women, one older and one younger. The older woman was sitting with Ginny, laughing. The younger one was cooking something that smelled delicious. Maybe it's our dinner? My stomach growled. "You have fresh linens on your bed and I cleaned up some of your crap lying around." She didn't even look up from the pan she was stirring. She was like an A****n warrior: tall, gorgeous, and intimidating. "Wash up. I'll serve dinner once your mom is home." "My mom works late on Tuesdays." I waited for her to introduce herself. I stepped forward and she snipped at me "What do you want, Tara." "A name would be nice." Wow, that came out with more attitude than I was trying to give. I'm not a harsh toned person. "And thank you, whoever you are, for everything." "Names Naomi." No explanation of how she came to be here or a last name, just Naomi. "Okay. Thanks again, Naom
The next day at school was normal and I hated it. I wanted Max to come find me and take me away. He didn't pick me up to drive me to school, or walk me to class. And there was no sign of him during my lunch period. I felt bad for being so hard on him yesterday. It was fun to get him all riled up and I liked seeing his eyes darken into black and golden swirls from bright baby blue. Why had I been such a jerk yesterday? I went over our conversation again and again but came up blank. I told him that his kiss was swoon worthy. It was the best kiss I'd ever had. I complimented him. Why did he get upset. I looked down at my notes and I realized I hadn't been paying attention, because there were drawings of wolves all over the page. It's not like I was a great artist or anything, but I could tell the wolf I was trying to draw was Max. I didn't know how to find Max or if he was even here today but since he's the most popular guy in school, it shou
I felt sexy in my new clothing. The dress hugged me in all the right places. But the under garments were far from comfortable. My mom gave me a hug and asked me to be safe and offered me condoms. "MOM! Why do you have those?!" My eyes bugged out of my head as I saw her with a jumbo box of condoms. "I'm a woman with needs too." She said unapologeticly. "Just because your father isn't around and I'm not a teenager anymore doesn't mean I stopped being a sexual being." I covered my ears. "La La La La La I can't hear you!" I ran out the door to be met with a familiar voice and a loud engine. "Oh My Goddess! Get in you sexy bitch! We have to do your hair and make-up." Lacey's head was out the window. They stopped at the curb before my driveway."Too late, I've already gotten it all taken care of." I jumped into the backseat. Beyoncé's voice welcomed me into the Hummer. Halo was one of my favorite songs. The fact that she could sing that with such lov
The sun was now down and stars were out. We were cruising along a long dark road that turned into gravel and then dirt or something. When we pulled up to a house that looked like it could have been home to a big time celebrity. It reminded me of one of the houses in the nicer part of Los Angelos, secured in gated communities with serious security guards. They parked on the well manicured lawn that covered every side of the house except the front. That had been paved. a circular driveway with somesort of pretty plant growing out of the groung and protected with plastic fencing. "Isn't it rude to park here?" I felt self conscious while walking tip-toing on the grass so my heel wouldn't get stuck. "No. Max's mom is totally cool with it." Laura linked my arm on one side and Lacey had the other. I was locked in. "Take a deep breath - helps with anxiety." "So do shots. Let's get shots!" We strolled up an
The house was bumping. Laura was off doing her own thing but I was taking shots with the petite, strawberry blond bombsell that was my friend, Lacey."Let's go get more!" I winced as I tried to take a step. I hate heels. I'm already really tall, so I only like to wear my red pumps when I want to stand out. "Urg! Damn heels!"In my bodycon black dress I sat on the floor finally. Max wasn't looking at me so I didn't care about these anymore. Since I was tipsy, I know I wasn't graceful sitting against the wall and bringing my feet up, one at a time, to my face to take my red pumps off."LADY DOWN!" Lacey yelled."Stop. I'm fine. Just go get the shots. Pretty please. With a cherry on top. like your hair. It's more strawberry but reddish still.""Okay, Sweetie pie, let's get you up." She tried to pull me up to my feet but ended up dragging me along. "I can't leave you alone and you are too tall for me to keep you upright. We need to get you a male babys
"Do you think we should wake her?" "No. We shouldn't she needs her rest and honestly she hasn't bee sleeping well lately." "Oh, really. She's slept like a baby here all through Saturday. Why don't you come downstairs, Carol, and have some tea while we wait." "That would be lovely. Ginny speaks very highly of you and your family. And that's saying a lot because she barely talks." "She's my namesake, you know?" I heard the door shut and their voices became faint. Once I was sure they were gone I slowly opened my eyes, aware I wasn't in my own room. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." I felt like I jumped out of my skin. "How long have you been here?" "Well, it's my room. Soooo, the entire time. You snore, little mate." I blushed knowing that I do snore and it's not the cute, quiet snore. I can sound like my father did. I went to pull the covers back over my head but two arms stopped me. An
The pack had been nice to my mom and me, but it was time to go home. I snuck a pillow case out in the overnight bag my mom had packed for me. I needed it to get through this seemingly hopeless time.My mom kept saying not to worry, there are always loans and academic scholarships I could apply for, but she didn't understand. A free ride wasn't actually going to be free. I would have to take loans out for books, housing, food, and other living expenses.I wasn't surprised that there was a welcome party waiting for us. My new girl friends, Laura and Lacey, Naomi and her mother, Talia. And Ginny. I couldn't believe my eyes; Ginny was outside! Not just outside but outside and smiling! She seemed more vibrant and healthy. It made me wonder if taking in my mom and me had been not such a good thing for her health.Everyone was cheering and greeting us. I got the full treatment from my wolfie friends. Lacey could pick me up and carry me to the couch or my bedroom
I was running away from someone or something.My bones ached as I pushed my body to the limit, but this time my foot was injured. All I could do was limp until I couldn't go any further. I cried out in pain each time I put any weight on it.Whatever was coming for me was giong to get me. I was a sitting duck. Panic took over as I realized I was a human at the edge of a dark forest at night.The moon was a slim cresent shape, making the night almost black. I just had to crawl towards the moon. I instictively knew that once I was in her light that I would be safe.But I couldn't move. My body was trapped in quicksand. I would die a slow death, right here, right now.I wanted to cry, but no tears came. I wanted to fight but something inside of me told me not to. Like a literal voice telling me to let go and give in. That's when the warm and calming scent I'd come to rely on and ache for and love, surrounded me.The quick sand
Dear Reader, My editor and the people of GoodNovel haven't resonded to a single email or checked my edits in over 2 months now. They own Middle Land but they haven't been forthcoming about anything else. They refused to acknowledge my completed work that was up for competition: Talk Dirty to Me.They said this book would sign as exclusive and it's non-exclusive, so I don't get the benefits of being a writer from this story. I'm writing it because of my sheer love of reading and writing romance novels. I'm on Dreame with a very popular story: My Teacher, My MateYou can search for me under Molly Chu or the title above.I'm on WattPad under my new pseudonim: Kat JamesI've won prizes for my works on other websites and been offered to ghost write for a well-known, published books in hardback and softback, and so this might be my last novel on here and it's actually getting offers elsewhere so I might move over to another platform soon and finish this novel on there because I highly d
"Max." I tried to say playfully but my tone was anything but playful. "You know what I need. You, my Alpha," letting his title as the top dog, so to say, linger on my tongue in a more sexy tone. I was wrapped up in a giant bath towel trying not to cough from how tight Max's hand was on my throat. He towered over me, it was like his body was becoming more beastly and muscular. And even taller! How was this possible? "All things are possible, little mate." I did feel small compared to him when he wrapped his arms around me, bringing me in for a hug. Which was exactly what I needed. I'd never felt safer or more loved. It was a feeling of home. The last time I felt like this was with my dad. "Me too." Max voice broke, "yeah I was kind of a dick to my dad before he died. Worked up over something stupid about turning 18 and the responsibilities that come with being the leader of the pack." "I hugged my dad before he died. You know that feeling you get when something just feels off? L
The bath water was getting cold, but as much as I wanted to move, I couldn't. I felt this urge to be given permission. Like a child asks from their parents. Wait, was this what it means to have "daddy issues"? I thought to myself. Before I could even remember that I was not alone in here, I heard scoff and then a chuckle. "Max?" "Yes, my Queen?" He was in the shower after cleaning up everything in the living room. I had been in this bath a long time. Too long. "I'll tell you when you can get out of the bath." "Could you, um, maybe, stop listening to my every thought?" I was not as assertive or confident in myself and I couldn't seem to shake it. "Please, Max?" A low growl made my stomach turn into knots. I dunked my head under the water in fear. I felt the bubbles leave my nose as I let my last bit of air out and knew if I tried to breathe now I would fill my lungs with water so I pinched my nostrils with my thumb and index finger. All the sudden I felt cold and and out of bre
I flet like my body was floating in the Dead Sea. So saturated with salt, there was nothing I had to do but be present. Allow my body to float. Trust that the salty sea water will keep me a float. Or in my case, I had to trust my mate. His hands gripped my back as he came again. "Holy Moon Goddess! Fuck!" His hot load shot up inside of me, hitting a button that could only be THE button; the g-spot. Each time he did this, I bit his neck so hard there were spots of broken blood vessels and bruises starting to form. But this time it was too intense. My body shook fervently under Max's human self, I let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he moaned in my ear from my pelvic floor contracting and relaxing, allowing him to slip out of me and leave me. It was as though a part of me was missing without us conntected like that. But this time I bit down and left a mark. My canines had distended only for a moment and then retracted just as quickly. My lips kissed that spot. "You making it
My body felt like it was floating in the Dead Sea. So saturated with salt, there was nothing I had to do but be present. Allow my body to float. Trust that the salty sea water will keep me a float. Or in my case, I had to trust my mate. His hands gripped my back as he came again. "Holy Moon Goddess! Fuck!" His hot load shot up inside of me, hitting a button that could only be THE button; the g-spot. Each time he did this, I bit his neck so hard there were spots of broken blood vessels and bruises starting to form. But this time it was too intense. My body shook fervently under Max's human self, I let out a loud cry of pain and pleasure as he moaned in my ear from my pelvic floor contracting and relaxing, allowing him to slip out of me and leave me. It was as though a part of me was missing without us conntected like that. But this time I bit down and left a mark. My canines had distended only for a moment and then retracted just as quickly. My lips kissed that spot. "You making it
Growling, the mid shift beast in front of me was still half man and half beast, but all Max. Ripped abdominal muscles, big strong arms, his hands looked like they were in transition, just like his face, and feet, and other parts. I was on edge, feeling like I couldn't hold it in any longer, but knowing I had to wait for him to grant me permission to let go. I don't honestly know what that means because I could end up cumming or peeing or anything at this point. My body was wound tight and only he held the power to allow me to relax. "Your mine and mine alone now, little mate." Each word he said made my stomach knot. Each punctuation hitting me again and again. It was deliciously torturous. A raw nerve being touched again and again sending bolts of lightening through my body wasn't just like a tongue flicking my clit kind of pleasure, but also like overloading my senses. A pain unlike anything I knew. All the sudden Max jumped up with such inertia that I started to fall onto my bac
Werewolves display submission to their Alpha by lowering their heads to the side, showing their most vulnerable spot on their neck. Just one bite or swipe by an Alpha's paw would lead to certain death; but I wasn't submitting to my Alpha the way a pack member submits. They show they aren't going to fight the Alpha, follow orders (even if they don't agree with them or like them), and most importantly won't challange the Alpha for his position. They submit to being part of the pack. I was submitting to my Alpha as his queen. Only to love the man and the beast that entwined were my mate. Not for better or for worse. Forever. No questions asked. This submission was completely different, and way hotter. I could barely keep myself together forcing myself to stay still because I knew that to my Alpha was to submit to my partner completely. To allow them to take control and trust in them. Have faith in their knowledge of me. This was a total power exchange. This meant that all decisions are m
I turned to the door and ran at it with full force. My weakened body made a thud noise. I slid down the unopened door that had not budged or bent with my blow. I crouched down with my back on the door and pulled my knees into my chest. I let my head fall and the tears to continue to flow. I sniffled trying to pull all of my sweat, tears, blood, and snot back into my body without any luck. But my right nostil opened up just enough for me to catch a calming scent. A unique scent. His scent. My Alpha. Of course that scent would calm me now. I was at his at his mercy now that I had changed. If the research I had read and documentaries I had watched with Ginny were based in truth, that would mean my whole demeanor could be altered by my Alpha's scent, or better known as pheromones. This tidbit of information made it difficult to breathe, not wanting to have this impact my way of being. But it already had. I felt calmer. I had stopped crying. Licking my tears and snot away, I mumbled,
The chill behind me was from the lack of my Alpha's warm body. A door slammed and I was left alone and cold. Tears welled up in my eyes. My head started to pound as if it were matching the beat of my heart, just louder. My fingers gathered together tightly into fists at my sides, as the heat of wanting my mate dimmed. A wild fire of frustration burned deep within me. So deep it hit the anger of my father's death. My father. A good man. A man that was my rock for so long. A man who apparently had to die for this whole bull crap prophecy to happen. Tears streamed down my face without apology as my body shook from the deep dark crevasse that my Alpha's rejection and abandonment of me had opened. A wound only recently created by the death of my father and having to move from my home to a strange town. A wound that had only just begun to scar over. But my Alpha's actions had cut it open again and possibly he made it even deeper this time. Alone. I was alone. Unwanted. A fatherless daugh