Hey friends! I just want to bang their heads together. Especially Charlie's! There are only five more chapters in this book. It'll finish by the end of the week. So, I've got to ask, which was your favorite story: 1) Selene, Pan, and Endymion, 2) Carl, Richard, and Lauren, 3) Casen, Severn, and Corinda, 4) Liam and Bhakti, 5) Gael and Hakeem, or 6) Charlie and Zak. Leave me some love and let me know what you think. See you soon!
Age 20… “Charlie,” I moan, opening my eyes and see that her lips are wrapped around my morning wood. Her cheeks hollow and she sucks hard, taking me all the way down her throat and causing my fingers to twine in her hair. “Oh, fuck!” I grit out from between my teeth. She swallows as much as she can with my cock rammed down her throat. It causes her throat to squeeze around me. “Charlie! Baby! That feels so fucking good.” She hums along my cock and I’m lost. I can’t hold back my need for this she-wolf. One of my hands fists in her hair, the other moving to the bed to give me leverage as I bend my knees and begin fucking up into her mouth. My head falls back as I’m thrown into heaven. Her mouth is fucking bliss. It feels so amazing to have her lips wrapped around my cock again. She is the only she-wolf that’s ever been able to take my cock down to the base and it is fucking paradise. My thrusts start slow, allowing us both to get used to the feeling of my cock moving in
Age 21… “Charlie, calm the fuck down. You’ll be fine. You’re not doing anything life changing or anything. Just committing the rest of your life to taking care of the pack, ya know,” Devin says and he’s lucky that all I can do is throw a hair clip at him while my mom and Luna Clara are doing my hair and makeup. Lauren is painting my toenails and she also threw one of the toe separators at Dev. “If you’re just going to be a pain in the ass, son, you know where the door is.” “Oh, com’on. I’m just trying to lighten the mood. Look! She’s stopped shaking and now she’s just annoyed at me,” he says, laughing. I see Luna Clara in front of me, biting her lip as she tries not to laugh. And I lose it. I can’t hold back my laughter when Luna Clara is laughing too. “You two are incorrigible,” Mom mutters as she curls my hair, but I see a smile tugging at her lips in the mirror. “Why are you in here anyway, Dev? You’ve gotta go get dressed,” Lauren asks him, cutting her eyes at hi
Age 21… “Zak, dude! Calm the fuck down!” Brandon sounded totally exasperated with me, but he can just fuck right off and I tell him so. “We’ll see how you handle everything the day before you become Beta!” I mutter out of the side of my mouth. I have been bouncing off of the walls the whole day. Tomorrow I’m taking up the mantle as Alpha of our pack and Charlie will finally find out that she’s my mate. I have no doubt in my mind that she is. I’ve always known that she will be. But having to wait for her to be sure is killing me. We’ve been dating since her birthday, just over two months. And honestly, it really isn’t that different from the time that we used to spend together, but now I get to kiss her whenever I want. Though I will never say that to her again, because it was apparently a line from the movie, Sweet Home Alabama. As much as I love Charlie and am willing to do anything for her, I think I might poke my eyes out with a fork if I have to watch that again. She
Age 21… “Darlings! I’m so excited to see you out and about after the mating frenzy! And we’re going to be designing a sex room, I hear? I love it!” That’s Rose. She’s one of the best designers in our pack. And her special penchant? Sex rooms. Because Rose is part owner of The Sanctuary. And as a mating gift for two of her best clients, she will be designing a room for Zak and I. It’s funny that a petite little she-wolf in her 50s would have this type of hobby, but to each their own. And honestly, the rooms at The Sanctuary were gorgeous. Even the dungeons had class and panache. Textures, hidden places, furniture that doubled as cozy and restraints. And the color palates are gorgeous. If anyone will understand what we need in our own playroom, it’s Rose. “Hi, Rose! It’s so good to see you again,” I say, stepping into her arms for a huge hug. “My dear girl! You are positively glowing! Of course you are. I’ve seen what your mate is packing. I’m surprised you can wal
Age 21… Charlie closes the door, cackling as Rose leaves after introducing our playroom to us. “I thought that you would have an apoplectic fit with all of the innuendos that Rose kept saying - “ She starts, but I spin her around and push her body into the wall. I kiss her hard and fast, knowing that my erection is digging into her stomach. She moans into my mouth, immediately responding to my touch. The fated sparks bloom over my skin as my hands immediately dip under the hem of her shirt and move across her abs and up to cup her tits. Charlie arches her back, pushing her tits further into my hands and I growl, ripping my mouth away from hers and moving down to her matemark. I suck at the marking of our unity. She screams her pleasure, her nails biting into my shoulders. Growling against her skin, I tell her, “Ever since we walked into the playroom and I saw that sex swing, I couldn’t think of anything else. I need you. Now.” “Yes…” she breathes out. I pick her up, wrapp
I was a young maiden goddess, newly minted and out on my own for the first time when Pan saw me. He was the god of nature and we would normally have met walking around Olympus, except for the nature of my job. I’m literally up and working all night, sleeping during the day. The only times that I really have freedom to roam are during the nights of the full moon when I am hidden from the world. One night per month doesn’t really give you a ton of time to explore. Pan became smitten with me. He loved the way his domain looked bathed in my light, the dew that covered everything and helped to nourish the flora and fauna below, and the ethereal stillness that comes with me were among the things he loved the most. But, there was no way for us to meet. For months, he planned and conspired on how to draw me to him. It was a momentous night when it finally happened. Being the god of nature, Pan was able to create anything that he could think of. He created a bright white flower,
My opponent launched himself at me, only showing his movement a split second before moving. The minute squinting of his eyes, the slight tightening of his lips and I knew he was going to move to the right. I use that knowledge to jump out of his way. My hands glide across his muscled, sweat-slicked forearm, continuing his forward motion and pushing him past me. Once he’s passed, I kick out at his knee to force him down. He easily dodges my kick, twisting his hand and grabbing the wrist of the hand that pushed him aside. Using his momentum and brute strength, he forces my arm behind my back and pushes me up against the wall of the open arena we’re in. He presses his entire body into mine and I can’t help the physical reaction my body has to him. My breathing hitches even more and my face flushes, both in response to something that has nothing to do with our fight. My pants are suddenly snugger and I was very aware of every part of his body that touched mine. Both of us ar
If Jared and Alistar had any idea what had nearly happened before they walked into the arena, they would never let us go camping alone. Shit, they’d probably never leave us alone again. I have no idea if this is a blessing or a curse. Carl and I have always had this weird connection with each other. He has been my best friend since the day I could differentiate between my three friends, noting how much more drawn to Carl I was. The four of us were raised nearly as brothers, bound to rule the pack together and born within five months of each other. We grew together, learning how to walk and talk at the same time. But Carl and I were born on the same day. We were even closer, even sharing a secret language between us, similar to twins, when we were younger. As we aged, we shared many things. Our first fights. First crushes. Our first kisses. But even as I was with she-wolves of neighboring packs, and I was with as many as would allow me, I was always drawn back to Carl.
Age 21… Charlie closes the door, cackling as Rose leaves after introducing our playroom to us. “I thought that you would have an apoplectic fit with all of the innuendos that Rose kept saying - “ She starts, but I spin her around and push her body into the wall. I kiss her hard and fast, knowing that my erection is digging into her stomach. She moans into my mouth, immediately responding to my touch. The fated sparks bloom over my skin as my hands immediately dip under the hem of her shirt and move across her abs and up to cup her tits. Charlie arches her back, pushing her tits further into my hands and I growl, ripping my mouth away from hers and moving down to her matemark. I suck at the marking of our unity. She screams her pleasure, her nails biting into my shoulders. Growling against her skin, I tell her, “Ever since we walked into the playroom and I saw that sex swing, I couldn’t think of anything else. I need you. Now.” “Yes…” she breathes out. I pick her up, wrapp
Age 21… “Darlings! I’m so excited to see you out and about after the mating frenzy! And we’re going to be designing a sex room, I hear? I love it!” That’s Rose. She’s one of the best designers in our pack. And her special penchant? Sex rooms. Because Rose is part owner of The Sanctuary. And as a mating gift for two of her best clients, she will be designing a room for Zak and I. It’s funny that a petite little she-wolf in her 50s would have this type of hobby, but to each their own. And honestly, the rooms at The Sanctuary were gorgeous. Even the dungeons had class and panache. Textures, hidden places, furniture that doubled as cozy and restraints. And the color palates are gorgeous. If anyone will understand what we need in our own playroom, it’s Rose. “Hi, Rose! It’s so good to see you again,” I say, stepping into her arms for a huge hug. “My dear girl! You are positively glowing! Of course you are. I’ve seen what your mate is packing. I’m surprised you can wal
Age 21… “Zak, dude! Calm the fuck down!” Brandon sounded totally exasperated with me, but he can just fuck right off and I tell him so. “We’ll see how you handle everything the day before you become Beta!” I mutter out of the side of my mouth. I have been bouncing off of the walls the whole day. Tomorrow I’m taking up the mantle as Alpha of our pack and Charlie will finally find out that she’s my mate. I have no doubt in my mind that she is. I’ve always known that she will be. But having to wait for her to be sure is killing me. We’ve been dating since her birthday, just over two months. And honestly, it really isn’t that different from the time that we used to spend together, but now I get to kiss her whenever I want. Though I will never say that to her again, because it was apparently a line from the movie, Sweet Home Alabama. As much as I love Charlie and am willing to do anything for her, I think I might poke my eyes out with a fork if I have to watch that again. She
Age 21… “Charlie, calm the fuck down. You’ll be fine. You’re not doing anything life changing or anything. Just committing the rest of your life to taking care of the pack, ya know,” Devin says and he’s lucky that all I can do is throw a hair clip at him while my mom and Luna Clara are doing my hair and makeup. Lauren is painting my toenails and she also threw one of the toe separators at Dev. “If you’re just going to be a pain in the ass, son, you know where the door is.” “Oh, com’on. I’m just trying to lighten the mood. Look! She’s stopped shaking and now she’s just annoyed at me,” he says, laughing. I see Luna Clara in front of me, biting her lip as she tries not to laugh. And I lose it. I can’t hold back my laughter when Luna Clara is laughing too. “You two are incorrigible,” Mom mutters as she curls my hair, but I see a smile tugging at her lips in the mirror. “Why are you in here anyway, Dev? You’ve gotta go get dressed,” Lauren asks him, cutting her eyes at hi
Age 20… “Charlie,” I moan, opening my eyes and see that her lips are wrapped around my morning wood. Her cheeks hollow and she sucks hard, taking me all the way down her throat and causing my fingers to twine in her hair. “Oh, fuck!” I grit out from between my teeth. She swallows as much as she can with my cock rammed down her throat. It causes her throat to squeeze around me. “Charlie! Baby! That feels so fucking good.” She hums along my cock and I’m lost. I can’t hold back my need for this she-wolf. One of my hands fists in her hair, the other moving to the bed to give me leverage as I bend my knees and begin fucking up into her mouth. My head falls back as I’m thrown into heaven. Her mouth is fucking bliss. It feels so amazing to have her lips wrapped around my cock again. She is the only she-wolf that’s ever been able to take my cock down to the base and it is fucking paradise. My thrusts start slow, allowing us both to get used to the feeling of my cock moving in
19 years old… I wake up to the dom walking out the door. Guess that they are heading out to get the stuff for aftercare. Fuck, my entire body is sore from the restraints, but that was the best sex that I’ve had in my entire life. Whoever this mistress is, I want her again. I’ve never felt so much pleasure from a blowjob. The way that she took my cock all the way down her throat, something that no other she-wolf has ever been able to do. Holy fuck, that was amazing. And then watching her ride me. Those deep brown eyes watching me and the way her heavy breasts swung over me. Goddess, how I wanted to dominate her. I’ve been learning how to be a switch for a little over a year. Sometimes, my alpha needs made me have to dominate my partner. But sometimes all of my alpha responsibilities were too much and I needed to have those choices taken from me. I loved watching this she-wolf dominate me, but now I wanted to feel her beneath me. Maybe I could convince her to do anot
Age 20… “Are you sure this is something that you want to do, Charlie?” Adam asks me. He keeps trying to talk me out of it. Says that it’s really hard for those that truly love to be dominated to become a switch and become the dominant. But something within me is telling me that I need to do it. That my matebond will require it. “I’ve told you, Adam. I think that the Goddess is telling me that my mate and I will need for me to be a switch. Him as well.” I look up at him, fluttering my eyelashes as I rest my head on his chest. “And I’ve only got a year until I can find my mate, my sweet dom. I need to learn as much as I can before that.” He chuckles down at me, placing an affectionate kiss on my forehead. “Well, I guess that takes me out of the running for being your mate, pet. I will be the only dominant in my bedroom” His hand runs up my bare side, moving to the see-through lace of my bra. He takes my nipple between his fingers, twisting and pulling it until I moan.
Age 18… I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. These words repeat over and over in my head as I’m sitting in the client room at “The Sanctuary,” going over the checklist that Dom Adam gave me. It is a week after my 18th birthday, making me an adult in the world of humans and paranormals alike. And my birthday gift to myself is a membership to “The Sanctuary,” a local werewolf BDSM club. Tonight is my first session with my dom and I’m trying really hard to keep myself together. As a werewolf, I have always had a really high sex drive, but once my wolf came at 16, all those plans of saving myself for my mate went out the window. I’m not as strong willed as I thought I would be, especially when I am in love with two of my three best friends and they are constantly in a state of undress around me because of shifting and training. And masturbating and sex toys can only do so much. I’ve been with a few warriors-in-traini
17 years old… Zak! It’s a wailing through the mindlink that wakes me out of a dead sleep. Normally, mindlinks are cut for us when sleeping unless there is an urgency to it, like an attack or a summons from the alpha. But the level in this wail is so painfilled, so desperate, that it breaks through. It takes me a second to realize what woke me, but by then, I’ve already gotten another link. Zak! I need you! It’s Brandon. He’s panicking, sounds like he’s crying. Brandon? Where are you? Are you ok? What’s going on? Questions are popping out a mile a minute, but I’m already jumping out of bed and pulling shorts on. I’m at the waterfall. They’re dead, Zak! Mom and Candy. They’re dead! I fly down the packhouse stairs and run outside. The second I feel the fresh air, I shift. Fuck the shorts. Honestly, fuck everything that isn’t Brandon. I need to get to him as fast as I possibly can. I tear through the forest, making the 20 minute hike in less than 10. I fe