Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
My breath felt heavy, and my wetness dampened my thighs. “If my alpha wants me to do his bidding, he’ll have to try a lot harder than leaving a little note.”
His wolf pushed up close to the surface, so present I could almost see him moving behind Weston’s intense, lust-filled eyes. Mine was right there, too, lapping up the intoxicating power and desire that kept flowing back and forth between us, wanting this with everything in her. She’d always wanted this: her mate, his brood.
“Is that right?” He took another step toward me, holding up his arm so he could unclasp the buttons on his sleeve, then undoing the other sleeve. Task complete, he shrugged out of his coat and draped it over the back of the nearest chair.
I raised the glass up to rub it against my lips once, twice, and then slid my tongue across. His whole body tensed; he watched the movement with a feral glint in his eyes. I pressed my lips to the edge and gulped down the rest, so bloody thankful Leala hadn’t filled it all the way up.
I sat up and dropped my feet to the floor, my knees tightly pressed together, hidden within the fabric of the nightgown. Chaste. Defiant.
The bond pulsed power, primal desire, spiraling passion. And along with it, an alpha’s need to force submission.
My stomach quivered with adrenaline, with nervousness, with the rush of pushing this man to his limits.
“Maybe you need to learn what happens when you stand up to your alpha, Little Wolf.” He shrugged out of his shirt, his big, broad, glorious chest on full display. His power now pumped into the room, heady and erotic. “I’ll give you one last chance. Spread your legs like a good girl and get ready for your alpha’s thick cock. I’m going to pump you full of cum and breed that little pussy, and when I’m done, you’re going to beg for more.”
My breath hitched; I was on fire now. Somehow, I managed to stand without dropping the glass, my legs shaking with adrenaline, with the excitement of what would happen when his power and strength was unleashed and he took me, forced me to take his knot, rutted into me again and again.
“Or maybe it’s you who needs to go lie on the bed and wait for your mistress to make use of you.” I crossed to the table, setting down the glass.
Watching me with that predator’s intensity, he worked at his pants. I stalled in getting more wine, watching. His power ratcheted higher, and suddenly I realized mine was draining. His wolf was sucking it all into them.
A flurry of apprehension ran through me. I wasn’t sure if I should rip it back, stop the flow, or let his wolf take it all and then consume us. I’d lost track of the game as I looked into those intense gray eyes. All I knew was this feeling of primal lust and the sense of being caught in the snare of this powerful, dominant wolf.
“Are you nervous?” He dropped his pants. His large, thick cock sprang free. I salivated, almost wishing he would tell me to drop to my knees and worship him. He took a step toward me.
“No,” I whispered, taking a step back, nearly daunted by his size, by his slowly stalking toward me. I was so fucking excited for him to catch me.
“No?” Another step, corralling me into the corner. “Do you want me to take you against that wall there? I don’t think that would be very comfortable, not for the first time we try for a baby.”
Who gave two shits about comfortable? I’d fuck this man upside down if that was what he offered.
He prowled forward, closing down the space between us. My desire pumped higher as I retreated, stopped on my right by a small table and forced left. He took another step, shutting off any escape route, backing me against the wall.
“Nowhere to run, Little Wolf?” He grinned, looking down on me, stepping in close.
My chest heaved as I pulled in air. My core pounded with wild, raw, primal desire. With the need for his cock inside me, his knot locking me, his cum pumped in deep while he fulfilled my wildest dreams.
“That’s right, baby” he murmured, placing his hand to the side of my neck and using his thumb under my chin to tilt my head up. He looked down into my eyes. “Stroke my cock,” he commanded.
A breath tumbled over my lips as I gripped his length, sliding my palm against his smooth skin. Pleasure rolled over me as I submitted. He released my power, and all of it rushed back to me, my sweet reward.
“Good girl,” he cooed, in control now. It was so fucking sexy. “What do you need from me, Little Wolf?” He dipped his head to the other side of my neck, skimming his lips along my skin.