Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“Pity. I know how much you love to fuck after the full moon. Does Elle know about your passions? Another question, could she even handle what you need?” Lori asked, facing him.
“I’m not talking about my mate with you.”
“Yet, you’re here with me and not with her. What’s the matter, she too virginal for your tastes?”
Brandon snapped. He may have a human mate that he didn’t want, but she was his mate. No one was going to disrespect her in his company. His hand went around Lori’s throat cutting off any laughter.
“She’s your fucking queen.”
Lori’s face fell. “I’m sorry, Alpha.”
He glared down at her until he was satisfied. Letting go of her neck, Brandon stared up at the full moon.
“The creatures of the Otherworld are arriving in a couple of days. Crazy Lizzy is already here.”
“What do you need from me?” Lori asked, rubbing her throat.
“I want you to stand at my side. You’ll pose as my mate for them but nothing else. You have no prior claim or any shit, do you understand?” Brandon asked.
“Yes … Alpha.”
“Good.” Brandon left her at the edge of the forest. He went back to his room. Elle was fast asleep in his bed. Curling against her, Brandon wrapped his arms around her body and let sleep claim him once again.
****
“Why have you brought me here?” Elle asked, folding her arms. She squealed as a frog hopped past her. They were deep in the forest. For the past two days Brandon had done nothing but take her on expeditions or exploring the surrounding forests of Grace Hill.
“I thought you’d like to get out of the town. Working in the diner isn’t the most thrilling job,” he said. She watched as he ran his fingers in the river they’d found. Standing on the rocks she took the time to look around. The thick green forest surrounded her. The rushing water filled the silence when their conversation became stilted.
“It’s still a job, and feeding the pack is a joy. You guys certainly know how to eat.”
He walked toward her. Since the night he’d brought her to orgasm with his tongue, Brandon had become quite attentive of her. She didn’t mind his attention, but she started to think his sudden interest in her was down to something else. The whole pack was on alert. She’d also noticed Lori’s gloating look when she passed the other woman.
What was going on to have the whole pack like this?
“My woman, the feeder,” he said, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“What’s going on?” she asked, chancing a look in his eyes. The piercing blackness scared her. She looked away. His sigh came next. For the past couple of days they’d been like this.
“You know I’m going to have your gaze on mine soon,” he said. “I’m not fighting you because I know it has something to do up here.” He pointed against her temple. “You’re mine, Elle. I’m not letting this go.”
“I know.” She didn’t understand why she couldn’t look at him. The fact she couldn’t look at him for any length of time bothered her.
What kind of mate was she when she could share his bed, explore his body, but not look him in the eye?
Talking with Layla was out of the question, and she’d never ask her parents something so personal.
You’re alone in this. Always alone.
They shared a bed at night. Brandon refused to let her go back to her home. Slowly, the pack brought her stuff to his home. They gave her weird looks as they each brought an item to her. She didn’t understand what was happening.
“You’ve successfully evaded my question, Brandon. What’s going on?”
“Nothing,” he said, cupping her cheeks. He dropped his lips against hers. She instantly flooded with warmth at his touch. “There is nothing going on. I can smell your pussy. You want me, don’t you, baby?”
She whimpered as he claimed her lips once again. Her nipples hardened. They hadn’t done anything more than touch. She’d explored his body with her hands, stroking his cock until he reached climax. Brandon’s body was beautiful. His tats captivated her, as did his muscles. She loved watching him flex and move. He had a tight ass as well.
“I could fuck you here,” he said.
“Why don’t you?” she asked, then gasped. Elle covered her mouth with her hand.
Brandon chuckled. “You’re not ready. I’ll know when you’re ready.”
“How will you know when I’m ready?”
“Baby, I’m a man. They’ll be no stopping you. You’ll be like an aggressive beast, hungry for my hot body.”
She slapped his naked chest. Elle noticed over the past couple of days that most of the pack men went around without a shirt. Most of the females wore bikini tops. She’d asked Daisy about it, and apparently their bodies ran hotter than humans. Not only did they run hotter, but when other Otherworld creatures were close by, their temperature spiked because of the need to change. It was like a defence mechanism in them.