You were going to reject me, Derek?' she asked, her voice trembling. He stepped closer, his eyes locked on hers. It's not how you see it," he said , his deep voice low, she demanded clarity, her voice rising . "Answer me Derek! Were you going to reject me? Yes or no ?. After a heartbreak whereby she witnessed her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend, Elena Gandillo , finds herself in a shocking predicament. Her new professor is none other than the man she shared a passionate night with - Derek Danvers! . The mysterious and dangerous bastard son of the powerful pack!. Everything went complicated! He was way older than her and had some dark secrets which could hurt her. But things take a dark turn when she discovers he's her mate and he's been planning to reject her all along. Despite his secrets and age gap, she's drawn to him, trying to get away from him and avoid trouble, and finds herself drawing more and more closer to him. Will she flee or follow her heart ? Can she defy the judgment of others and chase love?
Elena's POV.
There I was on this Sex Lord bed his blue eyes pierced on mine. But much worse. With him touching me. As I gazed into his eyes I felt a shiver run down my spine, something I have never felt before, even with that bastard that cheated on me.
I can't help but notice the way his messy black hair curls slightly at the nape of neck. Jeez! I felt like playing with his hair badly.
The only thing I wanted now was to scream his name on the top of my lungs till he made me cum.
The ache down in my core was becoming painful and I was so wet that my thighs were turning slippery.
He wasn't talking, just looking. His dark brows snap together. "You haven't cum before?" I shook my head.
I felt a flutter in my chest as he whispers, "I will make you cum," his voice low and husky.Half asleep, my mind wandered back to today's events, and I couldn't help but replay the image of his lips on hers.
My annoyance grew, and I muttered under my breath, "I hate you, bastard." In a moment of anger, I even thought to myself, "If I had my way, you would be dead." My mind was racing with bitter thoughts, fueled by jealousy and resentment.
"Are you thinking of anyone else? Kitten," he asked as he spanked my ass, snapping me back to reality.
I shook my head wondering where he got that name from. Was I that small?
I watched as he slowly removed his suit. As he took off his white shirt, his shoulders were broad and he had a chiseled chest. I licked my lips. I wanted to trace his abs. This wasn't my first time having sex, but there was something about him that made me yearn for him.
"Your body needs mine, I'm going to make it all better." He groaned. He was unlike that idiot who cheated on me. Sex Lord, on the other hand, made me horny by just by staring at me. While that idiot and I had to watch a porn before we could have sex, and yet, he still cheated on me.
He leans down and captures my mouth in a hard, seeking a kiss. "You were made for me, darling," he grates when he pulls away.
His eyes trailed its gaze down to my boobs, he looked at it as if it was a treasure, and it made me feel very much vulnerable.
He moved back, raking his hands along his head, making it more messy.
My chest shudders up and down as he moves closer and closer till he closes the gap between us.
He leans down and hooks his finger in the waistband of my panties, tugging them down my thighs, knees, calves, and ankles...before dropping them to the floor.
What's he going to do with me? Anything he wants? The painful truth was that I would allow anything. More moisture coats my thighs under his body. His jawline was strong and he had well defined cheekbones.
His watchful blue eyes and he groans, falling to his knees on the floor, lunging forward on his elbows to lick me straight up the center.
A scream catches in my throat, my vision wavering. H-he licked me. There. A sensation I've never known gathers in my middle, a storm full of thunderheads preparing to break.
Sex Lord was alternating between the gentle suction and rolling the flat of his tongue over me, side to side, teasing it with quick, little flickers.
"Oh my Gosh," I scream, my head thrashing
"My Gosh, my Gosh, my Gosh."
"Wrong name baby girl, Gosh isn't making you feel this way, I am." I tried to moan out his name but for some reason, all I could say was. "Oh my Sex Lord, Oh my Sex Lord."
That seemed to drive him off the edge because he pressed my knees wide on the bed, the pink folds of my femininity blooming open for his blessed tongue.
His expression is almost feral as he licks the gloss off my thighs, savoring it like communion, his nostrils flaring, fingers tightening on my knees like he can't help it.
And then he goes back in for more, tucking his tongue inside my opening and wiggling it around until my back arches off the bed.
"I'll do anything," I was not even sure what I was asking for. "Please, please. I'll do anything.
He moans into a thorough lick, the pupils of his eyes having bled into the blue irises, making them black. Sweat dots his brow, his big shoulders heaving.
He made a 'V' with his fingers using it to open me up even more. My body explodes like an atom bomb, my senses shooting out in five directions, that wire inside me snapping, finally finally snapping.
My scream brings pain to my ears, but I can't stop. I can't stop rubbing my convulsing flesh all over his tongue, and can't stop my legs from trying to gather him closer. All the while, he's snarling and lapping at me, the lower half of his face covered in my essence........
*********The early morning sun shines directly in my eyes and I groaned, "Mercy please drop the curtain," I mumbled, tossing around.
But I didn't hear any footsteps. I opened my eyes and yelled, "Mercy!"only to realize I wasn't at the hostel.
I groaned, covering my face, feeling disoriented. I turned around and saw him fast asleep, and I couldn't help but admire his long eyelashes. How can someone be this handsome even at sleep?
I had to restrain myself from reaching out to touch him, not wanting to disturb his peaceful slumber.
I slowly got up, dragging my sore legs over to where my dress was, trying not to make any noise and disturb him. I could swear I have bruises in between my legs right now.
I put on my dress and stared at myself in the mirror, only to spot a love bite on my neck.
"Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed, using my hands to try and rub it away, but it was still there. I felt a surge of anger and embarrassment. "How could he?" I thought to myself.
I turned around to face him, feeling like hitting him and screaming at him. "Is this how he treats every stranger he meets, giving them a love bite? This was just a one-night thing, what do I do?" I groaned, feeling frustrated and mortified.
I watched as he turned around, and I held my breath, closing my eyes, hoping he was still asleep. I slowly opened my eyes, and he was still asleep, and I let out a sigh of relief.
I really have no intention of forming ties with this man, even though last night was wild.
This was my first time trying something like this - he was just an attractive stranger I had picked up from the bar, and now this idiot gave me a love bite!
"I can't believe I had sex with a stranger! Who does that? Definitely me, Elena! I was so upset about what happened earlier that I went to the bar, forgetting I have a low tolerance for alcohol. I got drunk and ended up with this...this...sex lord! Ugh! And to make matters worse, he gave me a love bite! How could he?!"
My phone beeped, and I picked it up, my eyes widening as I read the message.
My gaze darted back and forth between the stranger and my phone.
For the sake of his family, Edwards married a woman he had never met before. However, his newlywed life was not only hideous but also vicious, which he only discovered on his wedding day. He thought he would be disgusted by her ,but unexpectedly could not help but be attracted to this mysterious woman. What made Edward's scratch his head, even more was that her face under the mask seemed to be hiding some secrets.
Long time ago,the werewolf realms lived in peace, unity and prosperity among themselves. Not until everything changed, with the sudden change of leadership system that was introduced and spearheaded by Lycan Goliath, a former wolf chief of the thirty three kingdoms, who led a decisive military coup, and finally succeeded in taking over the realms. His leadership brought about famine, wars, diseases, and division in the realms. He would finally inscribe his signature on the werewolf realms, when he caused havoc,by attacking the political and economic temperature of all realms, when he sought to be the grand commander of the systems. Many chiefs and Alphas of Kingdoms and packs, were lured to submit under his dictates, except the kingdom of Skull, that was controlled under the leadership of Lycan Simon. For years, war was the order of the day, until Korra, a young and helpless Luna from the sixteenth bloodline was born. As a young star who was born woof less, she was hated and humiliated by everyone who would come around her,not until the Alpha of her pack came for her hand in marriage. Weeks after her marriage, she was finally rejected by her first mate, the Alpha, and sentenced by him to die in the war front. In this helpless situation, she was rescued in the forest of Stones, by a wanted vagabond,who happened to be a betrayed and subdued army captain of Lycan Goliath. Soon, love and romances took over him and Korrah. Their love became the key to Korrah's greatness, as he helped in unlocking the lycan spirit in her. However, the both of them would journey on an adventure to battle the most powerful and brutal king, Lycan Goliath, and to save the werewolf realms. What would be the fate of Korra, after the war?. Even though the moon goddess would be on her side, she would be abandoned by destiny, in the painful and bloody hands of fate. This story teaches on the Importance of genuine love, and the pains of trusting a friend
"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.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
She thought she was the love of his life, and he became the love of her life that fateful day she had seen him at the pack's party. Selene Grace was only a replica of Alpha Leo's real mate, and when he spotted her, Leo immediately claimed her as his Luna in order to suppress the rumors of him being mateless. Being unable to conceive turns Selene's marriage into a nightmare, and as if that wasn't enough, Alpha Leo finally reunites with his long time lover and mate, rejecting a pregnant Selene as a result. 5 years later, Selene, a now successful doctor, receives an invitation to the moon shadow pack in order to rid the pack of a deadly disease which has struck it. Will Selene return back to the pack which had caused her so much pain, and what would she do when she realizes that she is mated to the Alpha who had betrayed her in the past?
Elin spent twenty years deeply loving her husband, finally marrying him just as she'd always dreamed. But reality shattered her illusions—he wasn't the man she believed. Instead, he callously destroyed her family, crushing her heart beyond repair. At her lowest point, Ruben, equally betrayed that night, approached her steadily. "Marry me, Elin. I'll help you take revenge." Yet, after their wedding, she quickly discovered he was dangerously unpredictable. "I made a mistake. Let's divorce..." Ruben slid his arm possessively around her waist, whispering a chilling promise, "Only in death."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”