All Chapters of Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The intensity of Jacob’s feelings, the burning pleasure he was experiencing, were there for Zande to share, just as he could feel the rapture of her own body, reveling in his possession. He began to move, surging into her with sure, hard strokes that seemed to build in intensity, causing a fiery friction between them so hot they were consumed with the flames.She clung to him, her safe anchor, as he transported them higher, ever higher, to a place of such ecstasy she wasn’t certain she could stand it. His mouth fed at her, his hips drove into her, a frenzy of lust and love, of reverence and craving. It went on and on until her body seemed to belong to him rather than her, until she heard herself give a soft cry of sheer shock as her body seemed to fragment into a thousand pieces, to shatter, as wave after wave of fire rocked her, convulsing her muscles so that she tightened around him even more, gripping and demanding.He swept his tongue over the curve of her breast, closing the t

"You are deliberately distracting me," Zande chided, but her hand found his heavy chest muscles and lay directly over his heart. "We should settle this."His hand covered hers so that her palm was pressed tightly to his skin. "We have settled it. I go where you go. You go where I go. You are no longer under Dedari’s protection, although we males guard our women as the treasures we know them to be. He will understand.""In time, Jacob," she agreed a little desperately, "but not right away. I will go back and talk to him. If he agrees to our relationship, the others will have no choice but to do as he says. Give me a few risings to convince him."Zande was well aware of the hard edge to Jacob’s mouth. He was nowhere near agreeing with her.****Jacob felt his breath catch in his lungs, his throat constricting to the point of closing off completely. Zande was so beautiful, on her knees, her silken hair caressing her body, pooling on the quilt around her. Her skin was flawless, her narro

"Does this mean that every male of our kind has a lifemate? Has a chance to see color again?" Prest asked, feeling less hostile towards Jacob by the passing second, perhaps because the latter has given him hope.He had thought that he would continue this bleak existence of his till forever or till when he chooses to give up his soul to the dawn. He was sure he wouldn’t choose the more bleak existence of the vampires. Zande wouldn’t let him come to that point, not with that magical voice of hers."Yes, hopefully." Jacob replied with a smile, happy for being a bringer of hope to a kind of creature that he was beginning to accept for himself. And why won’t he? Zande was part of them, and she was the only thing that mattered to him at this point."So, I have a lifemate? I have someone that would look at me like Zande is looking at you now?" He asked, teasing Zande who blushed and looked away abashedly. She had been caught in her staring conquest.Damn Prest! She thought, straightening th

Quickly, but meticulously, Jacob dodged the attack of the vampire and immediately, without wasting a nanosecond, dragged back the vampire to him with one hand, while going for the heart of the vampire with his right hand.The vampire shrieked and tried to struggle out of his hold as he felt Jacob’s hand cut into his chest region and snap out his heart from its place.Without much ado, Jacob threw the blackened heart to the ground, pushing the vampire with a huge force far away from his heart so that he won’t have access to it. But before he could call down fire from the skies(for that is the only way to kill a vampire, incinerating his heart), Dedari already did so, burning the heart to ashes, amidst the shouts of the wailing vampire.Jacob and Dedari watched the vampire’s heart burn to pieces, till they were sure that the vampire was dead and the heart reduced to ashes."For a moment there, I thought you had lost your mind zoning out like that in front of a battle…but it was a tacti

The hostility on the faces of Prest and Rich faded away at Jacob’s reply. After all, the man was just a young lad who somehow had taken up the features of a grown man."Why did you change your name from Casper to Jacob then? Was it part of your mission to infiltrate our troupe?" Dedari asked Jacob, always logical since he couldn’t feel emotions anyway."That wasn’t necessary. The old woman had told me that Jacob was my real name, and not Casper. And somehow that had stuck and felt right. That’s why I began answering it." Jacob answered in his usual tone."What old woman?" Prest and Zande asked together, before Dedari could make a query about that."I don’t know who she is or where she had come from. But the old woman had visited me for the first time some time last month. She had also appeared to me that night when Zande had been attacked by the hunters." Jacob responded."You mean your society members…" Rich pointed out."Yeah, but I hadn’t been there to kill Zande." Jacob said, whil