"I will teach you how to pleasure me," I trail a hand down his smooth-muscled chest, loving the bulge of his muscles under me. "You don't get to teach me, baby. I know the right way to fuck you." He leaned close to whisper, "You have the chance to back out. But if you don't, I'm going to fuck you hard against the door. So hard that you won't be able to walk for a week." "Then, do it," I challenged. **** Before I met him, I was the lone Luna who ran away from the pack; away from my responsibilities. I was determined to hide out in the human world until I met a man who was willing to take me in. Though I never loved him, I got married to him. However, a few days into the marriage, I discovered that I had a stepson. And what was worse? My young stepson is my mate.....
"My son is returning today," Gordon crossed his left leg over his right, with his hands propped on them, as he went through the daily papers.
"Hmm," I nodded as I continued to type on my phone. It wasn't until the words fully sank in, did I turn to look at him. "Your son?" I widened my eyes, shocked by his words. "What do you mean by your son? I never knew you had a son," I tried not to sound so shocked.
"Well, I do. He has been away for years. Hell, I've not seen my son for close to seventeen years. He just called this morning, to inform me of his intended visit," he said like it wasn't much of a big deal.
"Oh, he's coming for a visit?" I forced a smile. "That's good."
No, it's not good. It can never be good.
"Not for a visit. He had a falling out with his mother, so he will be here until he returns to school. He wishes to spend the summer holiday with us."
He said as if it didn't matter. He's taking everything lightly when I'm almost combusting from shock.
"Us?" I rose from the couch. "For God's sake, Gordon. Why didn't you tell me of this until now?" I felt like growling at him, but I kept the urge in place.
How did I end up with someone like him? Oh, I know. I had to do what I could, to be safe.
"What's wrong?" He furrowed his brows at me. "Why are you making a big deal out of this?" He closed the newspaper he was reading, and fully faced me, "it's not a big deal. He's-"
"Not a big deal? Why don't I make a big deal out of this when you didn't deem it necessary to tell me of your son's return?"
Goddess help me. I got married to a man without knowing he had a son. And by the sound of it, his son is a teenager!
He ran a hand through his hair. His blonde hair is tousled because of the number of times he has run a hand through them. He looked as tired as he had always been.
"I only got to know of this a few hours ago. Just like you, I'm not prepared," He peered up at me with fatigued eyes.
Though his eyes are blue. Most times, they seem to change to Green, depending on how the light hits them. I met Gordon on one of my long runs from the members of my pack. Had he not saved me those nights ago, I would have been dragged back to my pack, kicking and screaming.
My responsibilities are one of the reasons I ran away from the pack. But most important is the Alpha of the Dark Mirth.
As a Luna, I needed an Alpha to rule the pack with. And he was the man my father chose for me. I was to get mated to him a year ago, but I ran away that night. Since then, my pack has been on my tail.
Gordon met me after a bloodied fight with my pack. Getting married to him was me repaying the debt I owed.
"Are you even listening to me?" He asked, startling me from my thoughts. His blue eyes bore into mine.
"Of course!" I nervously chuckled when all I wanted to do was yell at him until his hair turned grey. But I didn't do that - I had to pretend like I'm not freaking out. When I'm freaking the hell out!
"Then, it's settled." He took up the newspaper he discarded, looking more relaxed than I felt.
To him, it won't be a big deal, but to me, it is. A week into my marriage, I discovered that my so-called husband has a son, who's coming over to spend the holidays with us.
Talk about catching someone unawares. They swooped in and had me off my feet with the surprise.
"Then, I will -"
The doorbell rang, perfectly cutting off the words I intended to say.
"I believe he's the one." He rose from the couch and strode towards the door, while I trailed after him.
'It's only a kid. You don't have to be nervous. Since he's related to Gordon, he's human. He can't hurt you.'
Chels, my wolf, tried to comfort me.
Yet, it didn't ease my nerves. I felt like running into the room, to hide out, but I stood my ground.
Just like Chels said, he's a kid. He can't be that older than-
The words froze in my mind when the door opened and I finally saw my stepson.
Goddess in a miniskirt.
I took a step back as my eyes racked through his body. His 'long top short side hairstyle' was curled on the top, making his black hair shine brighter.
Though he stood a bit far from me, I'm aware he's more than 6 feet (1.83 m) tall, since he's taller than Gordon. His brown eyes seem to have a dark aura in them. It's as if he's keeping a deadly secret.
My eyes roamed his body. He's clothed in black tight slacks, with a black polo underneath a leather jacket. His black boots complemented the bad-boy vibes he was trying to give out.
However, that wasn't what made me take a step back. It was his scent.
He smelled like a winter morning and the wood. Just a smell, but it was able to make me feel like in sitting in a cabin in the woods, with the fire crackling in the fireplace, as the snow fell outside.
'Mate!'
My wolf growled, startling me from my thoughts. I took more steps back and slowly shook my head.
My wolf must be out of her senses, there is no way a human can ever be my mate. Moreover, it has been years since the mood goddess punished us by removing the mate bond. Now, we only marry anyone whom our heart chooses, and not the one the moon goddess deemed for us.
'Mate! He's our mate.' Chels sounded eager to jump the poor boy's bone.
Hush!
He can never be our mate! You are clearly out of your senses.
I tried to get my wolf in check before she does something to embarrass me in the presence of my hot stepson.
Wait a minute, did I just call him hot?
"Son," Gordon took a step towards his son, while I forced a smile, trying to get my wolf to stop spurting nonsense.
"Mmm."
The boy gave him a freezing stare. "Why are you standing here as if you are having a welcome party?" He snapped at a stunned Gordon. His voice sounded raspy, almost like that of those who smoke cigarettes.
My eyes immediately went to his beautiful lips, which weren't as charred as those of smokers.
"Well, you stepmother and I wanted to welcome -"
"Stepmother?" He glanced up.
And for the first time, since he stepped into the house, our eyes met.
My heart skipped a beat, and my palms got sweaty.
But that wasn't the worst reaction. Instantly, my stomach clenched, and I felt a bit of discomfort in my pussy.
Goddess! What's going on with me? Why do I suddenly have this urge to have sex with him?
"My stepmother?" He scoffed as his eyes racked through my body. His eyes darkened in anger, not arousal.
"What's wrong?" Gordon asked, with a scowl.
He didn't answer his father's question. Instead, he carried his suitcase and entered the house. "Where is my room?" He asked, without turning to look at his father.
"It's upstairs, the second door by your right." Gordon supplied, still trying to please his son, who didn't seem to notice that. He gently closed the door and locked it.
"Good." He carried his suitcase towards me.
However, before he walked past me, he leaned in to whisper, "Gold-digging whore." He straightened before he continued towards the stairs.
I blushed hard from both the embarrassment of his words, and his proximity. Instead of being angry, I felt a bit giddy because I caught a whiff of his unique scent.
"I apologize for his actions, Chrysalis," Gordon forced a smile. "He's just a child, you don't have to blame him." He glanced at the stairs with an indescribable expression on his face.
"How old is your son?" I raised a brow at him.
"Nineteen. His birthday was two weeks ago."
"What?"
I gasped.
WARNING: This an extremely dark romance. **** Shivers raced through my spine at the dark, heated stares from them -the brothers I was about to pledge my body to. "Sweetheart, you need to know what you are getting into by joining the game," Blue's voice startled me. I gulped as my eyes went to Fred's. His mouth went up in a smirk as his dark eyes roamed through my body. Desires and fear took hold of me as I glanced around their 'play house' I know what I'm signing up for by consenting to be their toy. Yet, I willingly took that step, to freedom, desire, and, worst of all -pain. **** As a journalist, Bella was determined to be the best. She was always taking jobs discarded or termed 'impossible' by others. However, she doesn't know what she signed up for when she agrees to interview the Christophos brothers -wealthy men who live in a spooky old castle. She thought it would be effortless despite the number of journalists who had failed to get any info on the brothers until she stepped foot into the compound. Unknown to the unsuspecting woman, she was in for a ride of her life with brothers who might not be as human as they seem... The game is about to begin... And it's the survival of the fittest...
*Not incest* "You are playing with fire, doll," he warned, eyes dark and dangerous. "A very deadly fire." I looked at the chains on the bed again and pictured them clamped on my wrists, my tits and pussy in full display... Maybe deadly will do for now... *. *. *. *.* Harboring feelings for someone older than me seems deadly especially when the said person is my uncle. Despite knowing this, the thirst for a drop from his hot-as-hell river of sexiness can't be quenched. Fantasies turned into cravings which in turn spurred the implementation of my devious plans to get him all to myself. Will this blood barrier push him away from acknowledging this mutual feeling of lust, or will his fuel be poured on my burning coals?
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
"Please trust me, I didn't do anything." "I don't believe you. I am rejecting you as my Queen and giving you the punishment of death." Alina was living outside her pack for five years. Her parents didn't try to contact her and always ignored her. Her best friend convinced her to go back to their pack and she agreed. But she had never imagined what was waiting there for her. She never thought she would meet her mate and had to face betrayal from everywhere. She had to pay for the crime which she never committed. Aaron Robertson is the king of Lycans. He is a very dominant and powerful King who not only rules Lycans but also rules other ranks of werewolves. Everyone is afraid of Lycans and he is the king of them. But who knew that he would get a mate who was just a simple Omega with no powers and strengths? He called her weak all the time but little did he know that his weak Omega would give him the biggest betrayal of his life for which he had to give her the sentence of death.