bedroom voice

"You want me to fuck you, I know it" "As much as you don't like me, you are my mate and you can't deny me" I stood up behind her, one hand holding her hip, and leaned down, my breath ragged against her neck, my voice husky. "I'll listen to your body... what it wants... and my body... what it needs. You won't feel the pain of correction like you did today... only the pleasure that a little bite of pain can bring." Mated to the cold-hearted Alpha

When I ended up in jail for the crimes my boyfriend Bob committed, he used and abandoned me, marrying the Alpha's daughter Lisa. After my release, I became a wedding planner, organizing their wedding.Little did I know, the Alpha himself would come to meet me for his daughter's wedding. And to my surprise, as he approached, I heard the voice of my wolf Susan deep inside me."mate..."His scent of lavender and sea salt overwhelmed me completely.Unbelievably, the handsome, wealthy, and charming Alpha is my mate?Could I possibly become my ex-boyfriend's mother-in-law? Though, there are rumors that the Alpha killed his former Luna...

"So many promises, so many dreams. They all broke today," his voice resonated. "Your promise of loving me till the last breath of your life, your dream of becoming my wife and giving birth to my children….they all are shattering today, princesa," tears rolled down from her eyes at his words which made him wrap his arm around her waist. "Ssh …. don't cry. Maybe not love but I do feel sympathy for your tears as I had been living with you for so many days," he uttered while wiping her tears with his knuckles. "Besides, I am not that heartless so let's ease up your heartbreak a bit. Okay?" He uttered. "So not in front of this world but I can please you like a husband pleases his wife behind closed doors and…." He thrusted his face closer to hers. "On my bed…. just like last night where you let me devour every inch of your skin, princesa," She teared up more because that was the truth. She had actually surrendered her everything to him last night. Her heart, her soul, her body…. everything to him with no shield last night. She gave him the virtue of her body but only to let him taint it with his sin which she was believing as his love. Feeling him wrapping his arm more firmly around her waist, she found him untying the knot of her night robe. "So, how about I make you forget about your heartbreak by taking you to my bed?" he rasped in her ear, completely untying her night robe and his next words crushed her soul cruelly. "As I am sure that would be the best way to cure the pain of a prostitute's daughter and her deceitful love,"

"Why are you sorry right now? what do you want to prove? I asked him grabbing his collar. After torturing me beyond the level you are calling those things love!! Listen Mr Raghabhan, you are a sadistic psycho who found pleasure in my agony. So, don't call those things love. I won't forgive you ever. Just get lost from here. I don't even want to see your disgusting face," I said all this looking directly into his eyes. He tried to say something but I cut his sentence in the middle and again snapped," Remember one thing, I will never forgive you. I will be a shame in the name of woman if I forgive my rapist." Hearing me he was silent for a few moments and kneeled in front of me. I can see regret in his both eyes. He said joining his hand," Just forgive me for once". Seeing him I didn't even feel pity for him. I said anger dripping from my voice," If you ever considered me as a human than leave me in my condition and never come back." . . . Arunima is a single mother who is leading her life with her twin children. The nightmares from her past always bother her making her condition worse. On the other hand, Anirudh is leading his life with guilt for committing sins that he has committed in the past. Join Arunima and Anirudh's journey of vengeance, love, regret and be a part of their journey. Warning- Trigger warning scene ahead. Kindly read at your own risk. Underage readers aren't allowed to read it. English isn't my first language so forgive me for grammatical errors.

"I agree to this but that's as long as you do not poke your nose in what I do." "You have the deal!" The man chuckled in his husky voice while raising his hands in a surrender gesture. "But You need to agree to my side of conditions too." He stepped forward and whispered in her ears, his hot breath tickling them, yet she did not waver one bit from where she was. "I did say I will agree, didn't I?" Sherry maintained a calm and composed look on her face as she confronted him head on. She placed her hands on his collar and pulled him forward until they were at the same eye level. "Mr. Smith!" She whispered in a low voice like how he had done before. 'Hah...This woman is really good at driving me nuts...' Levian knew this was going to be a challenge for him. ................................................................... Sherry was a bright child that everyone loved. Her foster parents her step siblings and her friends. Everyone loved her and spoilt her. But she dies on the day of her marriage just as she was about to get her makeup done. A disease?? No?? On that very day her fiance is at hospital but not for her but because he is about to be daddy...... Sherry unknown to all this except the fact she was poisoned by her bridesmaid rebirths a day before her marriage. In this life she takes different options but then ugly truth about everything starts to surface. What would she do when she realizes everything was fake?? And a mysterious man appears out of nowhere and says as long as she marries him he would even wipe out whole of the city that made a fool out of her.

This is the sequel to "Trio of Mates" (can be found on here) and is NOT a stand-alone book. I felt as if I had just fallen asleep when flashes and fragments of dreams began to play through my mind. They are disjointed, speeding through my mind almost too fast to catch. There is Charlie holding two pups in her arms, the pack being attacked on the western front, Arya fallen to her knees sobbing in the middle of a battlefield, funeral pyres, me looking down at my pregnant stomach with Gael and Hakeem smiling down at me, whoops of victory, and wails of defeat. As the images flit through my mind, a voice enters the chaos. “A war of threes. Three deaths. Three victories. Three trios. Three losses. Betrayal. Birth. Death. Sorrow. Joy. Warn them, Meredith. Be prepared!”

"Get up, I'm hungry. Cook for me NOW!" The authoritative tone jolted me awake, not giving me a moment to freshen up or even change. We don't sleep side by side; he stays in the master bedroom while I occupy the guest room. He can't stand being near me. It hurts deeply when those words come from him, but it's a recurring pattern. I hurriedly made my way downstairs, still tying the robe around me. In the kitchen, I began preparing his breakfast. You see, I'm his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, not a day goes by without him reminding me that he doesn't love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me. But that's alright because, as I've mentioned, I love him so much that I'm willing to do anything just to earn his love in return. A single tear escaped and fell onto the clove of garlic I was chopping. I quickly wiped it away. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Manang watching me. I took a deep breath to regain my composure before turning to her with a forced smile. "I'm sorry; I got emotional over garlic." I lied.

A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary. She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn’t offer anything to her except his talent on the bed. After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go. Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, “Sarah, you can trust me. I won’t ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have cut off relationships with all other women. Don’t you believe me now?” Sarah sobbed gently, “If you have accepted that it’s over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don’t you see how it’s hurting me?” Charles stared at her, “She’s just another woman from my past!” The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, “Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I’m your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!” Angrily, Charles shouted again, “Sarah, I’m your man!” “Uh? My man?” Sarah laughed and stared at him. Tears began to slip down her cheeks, “Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set me free, I’m begging you!”

READERS ARE ADVISED TO READ “BILLIONAIRE’S DANGEROUS OBSESSION” FIRST TO GET A BETTER HANG OF THE STORY. “From this day onwards, I free you from the bindings of the contract. I never want to see you again, Mira. I don’t even want to see your face. Now, get out of here.” A painful pang slices through my chest as Mason’s dark, angry eyes rove over me. Tears run in torrents down my reddened cheeks. “Mason, p-please. This is a misunderstanding. I’m innocent. Please don’t do this…” “Security! Get this woman out of here.” He thunders, his voice hard and remorseless. Members of his security detail flood the room and I began to panic. “Mason, listen to me!” I sob. “You cannot send me away now. Not when I’m carrying your child…” *** Mira Anderson, an average girl from a broke, Las Vegas family meets New York’s most ruthless billionaire on her quest to seek vengeance on the Italian Mafia who constantly extort money from her parents. She is kidnapped, sexually tortured by members of the mafia, and left for dead. When she escapes, she vows to always steal from the wealthy to enrich the poor. Unfortunately, she steals from the wrong person – Mason Lachlan, New York’s most dangerous billionaire. Mira is forced to sign a contract that binds her to Mason as his mistress for two years or risk spending the rest of her life in jail. Six months later, pregnant and trapped with Mason Lachlan, Mira fights mysterious enemies and wild storms to make sure they stay together. Mason vows to keep her by his side forever, even if it means forcing her into a contract marriage. But powers are constantly working against them…and they might never succeed.

  Reaching out, he runs his finger along my collarbone, my body tensing at his touch.    “Killian, what are you doing?”    "It’s obvious you’re forgetting who you belong to. Who you’ve always belonged to.” His eyes are blazing, the tone of his voice dominant yet calm. That kind of calm terrifies me because I know it only means one thing—I have no chance of escaping.       He pushes my hair behind my shoulder, and leaning forward, he grazes his lips against my neck, inhaling my skin. The walls start to cave, the touch of his lips on my skin breaking them down piece by piece.        “Its high time I reminded you", he murmurs.       His kisses become ravenous.                               *************   After being rejected by her mate the alpha of her pack, losing her baby and almost getting killed all on the same day, Lena vows never to return to the Quarry pack and to make herself stronger. Four years later, Lena is a lawyer and runs a law firm with her best friend Kate and she's engaged to Jeremy the alpha of Crescent moon pack that saved her life. But her happiness ends when she runs into Killian the alpha who rejected her and has vowed to get her back. In the fight to get her back, a sinister plot brews against Killian and his pack. Will Lena finally learn the truth about why Killian rejected her and be able to forgive him for all the pain he caused her or will she choose Jeremy.