The King's Curvy Mate

The King's Curvy Mate

  • WpView
    Reads 405,888
  • WpVote
    Votes 12,086
  • WpPart
    Parts 28
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 31m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 7, 2016
WpInfo
Fiction
Paranormal
Hi, my name is Savannah Heath and I'm a werewolf. Awesome right? Well yes and no. For the people that can shift it's awesome, but for the people who can't and are suppose to, no. My parents died when I was really young, so I don't really know them. All I really know is that my dad was the beta and that almost every one hates me. The alpha and his family doesn't. They love me like their own. They took me in and I couldn't be more thankful for them. Everyone loved the beta and they blame me for my parents' death. They also hate me because I can't shift and I'm different than them. I don't care anyways, once I find my soul-mate, I'll be the most beautiful girl to him. No matter if I have a little more curves than the average skinny girl and that I'm taller than the average girl too. I just hope I can find him soon.... you know?
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Alpha's Little Rogue
  • The Alpha's Mate
  • Monster: A Werewolf Romance
  • Saving Allison
  • Hiding from my Mate (COMPLETED)
  • Beta's Sister, Alpha's Mate
  • The Alpha's Rogue ✔️
  • The Alpha's Mate
  • His and only his...

"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good. "Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below. "Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs." "Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier. "The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot. "It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?" "Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate. "Can I mark you, Alpha?" ---------------------------------- When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent? ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines