It's been four years since Emma and Logan marked each other. Life is going great for both of them, but Logan can't get over what Samuel said. He is afraid that someone is after his mate. What will happen when rogues start to attack Alpha Drake's pack? Are those rogues after Emma? What will happen when an unexpected guest shows up at Alpha Logan's pack and tells an interesting story about the White Wolf? Will Emma and Logan manage to overcome the obstacles that are in front of them? Will they stay together or will destiny break them apart? Find out the answers in the sequel to True Luna.
Emma POV
Bend over your desk and wait for me. I got a mind-link from my husband. I'm coming over in a second.
My insides tingled, and a small smile spread across my face.
Don't take your clothes off. He growled. I want the honors.
I didn't know what I did to deserve this, but I wouldn't fight it too much. Sex with my mate was the one thing that always managed to relax me.
I had a tough day. The new kindergarten we were building wasn't done. The shipment of the materials was late, and we didn't know why. The opening kept getting delayed, and it frustrated me so much. Our old kindergarten wasn't in good shape. The pups deserved better. The parents deserved better.
I squeezed the back of my neck, trying to relax myself a little before Logan came over. It was useless, though. I just couldn't force my tense muscles to relax.
I stood up and did what my mate told me to do. I didn't take my clothes off, but I did raise my skirt a little higher. I wanted him inside me faster.
A few moments later, I heard my office door open. A lustful growl made me even wetter than I already was. I heard the door lock, and the wonderful scent of my mate reached me. I inhaled deeply, enjoying each and every second of it.
"Now that's a pretty sight." Logan said as he approached me. "I wanted to take that skirt off of you since you put it on this morning."
I felt his large hand on my butt, and I shivered.
"Please." I moaned, wishing he would just sink into me.
"Please what?" Logan growled as he bent down and kissed my neck.
This wasn't helping. It only made the ache between my legs worse. It was getting harder and harder to breathe.
"Please, fuck me." I said, trying to catch my breath.
"Why so impatient, my little mate?" Logan growled as he placed his hand on my thigh and started lifting my skirt slowly.
It was still too slow for my linking.
"I need you." I moaned.
Logan growled as his hand finally reached my pussy.
"Fuck, you are so wet." he mumbled as he kneeled.
He lifted my skirt higher, and I felt his lips on my butt. He kissed it tenderly as he moved my panties to the side. He spread my legs wider and ran a finger through my folds.
I moaned and squirmed. I needed him. Now.
I felt his cold tongue as he licked my opening.
"How the fuck do you taste better each time I do this?" he growled as he stood back up.
I pushed myself back, trying to make him hurry up. I felt his hard dick pressing on my butt.
"You greedy little thing." Logan growled as he slapped my butt.
I chuckled and pushed again, making him groan. He took a step back so he could pull his pants down.
A second later, I felt him push inside me.
I moaned, and he grunted.
"Fuck, baby." he growled as he started pumping in and out of me. "You feel so fucking good."
He placed a hand on my back, pinning me down on the desk. I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything except enjoy his thrusts.
And I did enjoy them. I felt my body relax completely. The only thing on my mind was my mate. His hands on my body, his cock inside of me, his scent all around me, the sound of his grunts as he fucked me at a steady pace.
I was close to my orgasm, but I needed more. I needed him to touch me more.
I whimpered, and he understood what I wanted immediately.
He reached down and started rubbing my clit.
"Come for me, baby." Logan growled.
I felt my body heat up. I felt a start of a sweet explosion in my belly. I clenched my fists tightly. My toes curled inside my heels.
Logan's thrusts became faster and harder. I could feel him tense up. He growled again, and I moaned loudly.
The explosion inside me reached its peak. Logan's thrust stopped, and I felt him pulsate inside of me.
"Fuck, Emma." Logan said, panting hard.
My heart was racing. My breaths were short and fast. I was floating on a cloud, and I enjoyed every second of it.
Logan pulled out of me and adjusted my panties. He moved his hand from my back and pulled my skirt back down.
I stood up and turned around. Logan was staring at me with so much love in his eyes that it made me shiver.
He cupped my cheeks and kissed me tenderly.
"Did I ever tell you how fucking perfect you are?" Logan mumbled as he traced my bottom lip with his tongue.
I smiled. He told me that every day.
"You tell me all the time." I said as I wrapped my arms around his waist.
Logan smiled and kissed me again. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. His touch was the only thing I needed.
I stopped kissing him and smiled.
"I need to go clean up." I said as I placed a small kiss on his lips.
"No." Logan growled quietly. "You will leave it like that. I want to see my seed on you when we come home tonight."
Logan kissed me again, and I tangled my fingers into his hair, pulling him closer to me.
Logan picked me up and walked toward the couch in my office. He sat us down, never moving his lips from mine.
I wanted him again.
Logan stopped kissing me and smirked. "You will need to wait until we come home for me to fuck you again, baby."
I sighed and rolled my eyes playfully.
"Don't make me bend you over and slap your butt again." Logan said, reaching down and squeezing my butt.
"You are not helping." I whined as I placed a kiss on his neck.
Logan chuckled and kissed my temple.
"I felt that you were stressed, baby." he said softly. "What's wrong?"
I sighed and gave him a small smile.
He really was perfect. He knew what would help me relax. He knew how much I needed him, so he came to me.
He was everything I needed.
Emma is excited. She will turn 18 and shift. She can't wait to become a wolf and help her pack. Her brother is Beta, and she wants to help him. She is hoping to find her mate. She is hoping it will be her friend, Jacob. They love each other, and they get along really well. She is excited and ready for everything life has to offer. Emma is surprised when her mate turns out to be the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. They will hurt and kill. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
She was the notorious Alana Wilson, a shameful daughter of the Wilson family. Her reputation went downhill after she broke her engagement with her fiance, Albert Harris. They pointed finger at her, calling her a cheater. However, in truth, who was the cheater here? Alana would do anything she could to have her engagement with Albert broken, even if it meant sacrificing her own reputation. Ten years of abuse she endured in her last life was enough. She made sure that in this life, she would never marry that cheating bastard again. As her previous crush, as well as her brother's best friend, Lorenzo Miller is now back to the country, what would happen to her already messed up life? Especially when her ex-fiance also didn't want to leave her alone. Sequel is out now! Rebirth of the Billionaire's Vengeful Actress Wife
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?