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The Taming [Book 1]
"I've been more than fair with you, Cassandra. I've given you time and more than enough space..." he paused, releasing a large breath, his heat radiating over my lust filled body. My body was ready and willing to do anything for him, even if my mind wasn't. I couldn't wrap my finger around why I felt this way. I've tried to so hard to hate him. A vicious growl knocked me out of my thoughts. "You want something to hate, darling?" His words slithered out of his very much inviting lips like venom. "I'll give you something." I couldn't put together what he meant until I was being yanked forward, forcefully, and thrown to the ground in a heap. When I looked up at my mate, one side of his mouth quirked up, and he was unbuckling his belt.
Cassandra Erikson watched helpless as both of her sisters were lost to her by the Gathering. One sister ran away from it, the other is currently suffering from its outcome. Cassandra is now of age to participate in the Gathering, the annual event in which ten villages come together, having all of the he-wolves and she-wolves who are of age to be sent off into the woods, in hopes of claiming a mate. Cassandra has already found her mate, Gabriel, and she loves him. But wolves can't mate until they are of age, so Cassandra and the love of her life devise a plan to meet up in a secret part of the woods where Gabriel will claim her. She thinks they have it all figured out, for Cassandra refuses to face the fate her sisters had to bear. But, what happens when another male wolf scents Cassandra out in the woods during The Gathering? What happens when he claims her instead of Gabriel? *
"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?"
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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