I had forgotten that Keegan’s beta, Donavon, didn’t have a mate yet. He was just so quiet, mostly keeping to himself. But the way he literally picked Gael up and moved him out of the way to get to Kesha was impressive…and freaking hilarious. The look on Gael’s face when Donavon wrapped his meaty hands around his waist and literally picked him up and moved him to the side was priceless. Goddess, I wish I had a camera.
After about five minutes, Donavon walks out of the bathroom carrying Kesha in his arms. She’s trying to insist that she can walk, but he refuses to put her down, kissing her face and hands. They don’t even spare the room a glance as Donavon strides to the exit and out the door.
Meredith walks out o
Ok, ok, ok. I get it. I talked a big game about maybe not even telling my mates that theywere my mates and going away from them before they were old enough to figure it out and then I go and tell them immediately upon seeing them. But, I dare you to look at someone that fucking hot, see their carbon copy right next to them, feel the draw to them, the need for them, and not go to them. The second that I said they were my mates, their eyes widen and their jaws drop. They looked around, directing their gazes to Arya, Devin, and Meredith. All three nod encouragingly. Immediately, both boys step towards me. Seth wraps his hand around the back of my neck and immediately pulls me into a kis
I can’t believe that she’s ours. She’s beautiful and so responsive to everything we do. Her scent of woodsmoke is comforting and so intoxicating and it enveloped me as her hair whipped around me on the ride from the council hall. The little minx felt the effects that she had on me and began rubbing her ass up and down on my boner. Shit! The feeling of that perfect ass on me was way too distracting for me to be able to drive and I needed to get her home. The bed, the couch, the floor…I didn’t care where I had her, but I needed to get her behind closed doors. The things I had planned for her…no one but my brother and I should see her like that. I will say, it probably wasn’t the best idea for me to touch h
I’m so sensory overloaded by what Mike just did to me that all I can do is lay there and try to figure out how to reuse my limbs. I’ve never felt anything that intense. I know that Mike and Seth are talking, but I have no idea what they’re saying as I try to catch my breath and bring myself down to earth. I feel Mike lick at my bite mark and I know that he’s closing the puncture wounds from his fangs. Any wolves’ saliva can help stop bleeding, though only a mate’s salvia will encourage healing. That’ll only work if they have actually marked either other, though. So, for right now, all he can do is stop any possible bleeding. I expect him to stand, to move to thrust inside of me. Instead, he continues licking up my thigh until he comes to the apex of my core. He inhales deeply before latching on to my clit with his teeth. “Mike!” I moan, loud and long. He hums against me and the vibration travels from his teeth through my clit and makes my entire body vibrate as I feel the
“Ok, we’ve got housing figured out. We get to move…AGAIN!” Kare huffs out a breath that blows her bangs out of her face. “What are we going to do about the cloaked hags?” Silence settles over the room as we think about what really brought us together for this council meeting. “We can’t just let them come to us. Who knows the havoc that they’d wreak?” Bhakti worries. At her tone, Liam puts his arm around her and Sandra grabs her hand. Sandra brings Bhakti’s hand to her mouth and kisses it. Bhakti’s tension seems to ease a little, but worry still creases her forehead. “She’s right,” Dev picks up her thought. “We’re sitting ducks if they figure out where we are.” “They’ve always been behind us, never far from another attack,” Charlie works through her thoughts. “They’ve been hunting us from the start.” “What are you getting at, Charlie?” Jamal asks. “What if we start hunting them? We know where they’ve been recently. It shouldn’t be hard to find them. I’ve taken two sh
Donavon is fucking sexy as all hell. His scent of maple sugar and woodsmoke fills my senses as he insists on carrying me out of the council hall. He’s kissing my face as I make a show of asking him to put me down. Secretly though, I love it. I love how big and strong he is. The feeling of his muscled arms holding me up makes me feel so safe. And turned on. Once we made it outside of the council hall, I turned my face so that his next kiss lands on my lips. I grip the back of his neck, keeping him right there. He grunts and I run my tongue over his lips, asking for entry. He opens his mouth at the same time that he readjusts me in his arms so that I’m facing him with my legs wrapped around his waist. He backs us up so that my back is against the wall of the council hall. Our tongues wrestle in our mouths, moving in, out, and around the other in an attempt to map each other. In the background, I hear the loud roar of a four wheeler or a motorcycle. I’m not sure which. Hon
Holy hell, my little mate just blew my fucking mind. I’ve never had a BJ that felt that amazing before. And not just because of the sparks that moved up and down wherever she touched my cock. She was that fucking good. Most girls have trouble handling my cock. I’m not trying to brag, but as a beta, I’m big. It’s just fact. Kesha wasn’t able to take it all into her mouth, but she was able to work all of it with the help of her hands. And then she let me fuck her mouth. That was probably the most intense orgasm that I’ve ever had and I haven’t even fucked her yet. I’m coming back down to earth, eyes closed and head thrown back, when I hear the rustle of clothing. I open my eyes to see my mate easing her pants and panties down her legs. She stands up and looks at me, her bottom lip between her teeth. My mouth drops open. I can’t help but stare at her in complete awe. She’s beautiful.“Holy shit, you’re perfect!” My voice is hoarse and I try to swallow hard to lubricate it.
I’m standing in Bella’s hospital room, staring out the window as the council crowds into the room. I had tried to convince them that it wasn’t the time. That we could meet without her. I, as High Priest, was able to make decisions and set the plan that I had already discussed with Bella. Of course, they threw it in my face that I wouldn’t be High Priest for long, that I was actively trying to find someone to take my spot, that I haven’t been here because I decided to take one fucking vacation in my entire life and I left Bella in charge. She had been making decisions and she needed to continue to do so. So, here they were. I can’t fucking believe that they insisted on it. Marcus threw a shitfit, but there wasn’t much that I could do about it. The council gets what it wants when it wants unless both the High Priest and High Priestess stop it. And that wasn’t something that Bella was willing to do. “We are sorry to disturb you, High Priestess, but this truly cannot wait - “ S
I can’t understand what’s happening in front of me. Is this for real? My father ruled our pack with an iron fist. His beta, gamma, and delta were more of a cruel peanut gallery than someone that actually helped my father. They did his bidding or delegated tasks to others that they could “supervise,” usually to the she-wolves of the pack. Not always ones that were unmated. That really created a sense of unity in the pack. This whole collaborative approach is strange. I’ve never heard of a pack that works like this. Mostly, the alpha makes the decisions and everyone else prays to the Goddess that they're the right ones. And to have this many packs acting this way? It’s unheard of. Someone must have more pull then the others. There has to be a hierarchy that I haven’t figured out yet. Who’s in charge here? I link to Naomi. No one. We run by majority rule, but only after we discuss everyone’s thoughts on the matter. We’re not trying to dictate how everyone runs things.