Breeding Season, 3
It’s breeding season, and this alpha is ready to claim his mate…
Liam is the pack alpha, and the only wolf without a woman. When he discovers the new human in town is his destined mate, his wolf demands he mark her and take her virginity. Only she doesn’t know werewolves exist, and danger seems to follow her wherever she goes. He’ll have to play nice until his love is reciprocated.
Rebecca’s anxiety has kept her lonely and isolated for most of her life. Moving far from the city is her last attempt at finding peace. What she finds is more trouble than she can handle—and a man who’s ready to kill for her. It doesn’t take long for Liam to sweep her off her feet. He makes her feel like a queen, and leaves her body desperate for every carnal pleasure.
Life in the forest isn’t without problems. A rival pack is set on taking everything Liam has built over the years, including his new mate. The alpha can’t keep his dark secrets from his woman forever. What will happen when Rebecca realizes she’s been sleeping with a wolf?
Be Warned: anal sex
Her mouth parted slightly, and she looked up at him with those big green eyes. She was shy with men, maybe uncomfortable with compliments, but right now he could feel her desire.
A wolf bayed in the distance, and she pressed her body against his, her forearms on his chest. He could barely contain his low growl of satisfaction. She’d sought him for comfort, and his little human had no idea how far he’d go to protect her.
He owned the night.
Liam was alpha to one of the most lethal wolf shifter packs in the state. Everyone in his world knew not to mess with the Grey Valley Pack. The human world saw a reclusive group of men who lived off the grid. They had no idea what Liam was capable of.
“I thought you liked wolves,” he said. He used a finger to gently tilt her chin up. She kept close, her big juicy tits pressed against his chest.
“I love them, but I don’t think they’d love me. We’re so deep in the forest. They could attack us.”
He wrapped his arms around the small of her back, loving their closeness. “I know a few wolves that would love you,” he said. “And as long as you’re with me, you have nothing to worry about.”
“You’re my knight in shining armor, aren’t you? You saved me from those jerks and you’re ready to protect me from the wolves.”
He leaned down, picking up on her lead. Liam kissed her on the lips, softly, tentatively. She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, pushing up on her toes so they could kiss deeper. She tasted delicious. He explored her with his tongue, her mewling sounds spurring him on. Liam kissed along her jawline to her neck. His fangs pricked his gumline, his humanity starting to slip away.
“I’ll do anything for you,” he said.
She tossed her head back as he suckled her pulse. “You barely know me.”
“That’s why I’m trying my best to change that. I want you to be mine, Rebecca. You won’t regret choosing me.”
Instead of being insulted, she reached her arms around his shoulders, her fingers combing into the hair at the base of his head. His eyes rolled back. Could she feel the hard ridge of his cock pushing against her stomach? If she could, it hadn’t turned her off. “I’m not sure what you’re saying, Liam. Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?”
“I don’t want a girlfriend,” he said. “I want a woman, a mate, you.”
He nodded, then kissed her on the lips again.
“How many women have you said that to?”
Liam frowned. “Only you. Don’t you believe in fate, Rebecca?”
“I never really thought about it,” she said.
He wondered how many men she’d had. It didn’t matter, because he’d be the only one from this day forward. “Have you never been in love?”
She shied away a bit. “I’m not very good with people, Liam. This is all new for me. I just feel comfortable around you for some reason.”
“That’s a good thing, baby.” He ran a hand through her hair. “Are you telling me you’ve never been in a serious relationship?”
Rebecca bit her lip. “I’ve had issues with … anxiety. I’m not good with social situations. That’s the main reason I moved out here. I don’t want to be on medication, so I decided to trade it for some fresh air, peace, and quiet.”
His wolf didn’t give a shit about anxiety. Rebecca was a virgin, untouched by other men. The knowledge excited him, his claim even stronger. She’d be his. Only his. He couldn’t wait to eat her sweet virgin pussy.
“You’re good with me.”
She drew patterns at the side of his neck with her fingertips. It was an unconscious act, but it was driving him crazy. She had no idea the power she held over him.
“It’s strange, I know. There’s something different about you. You’re not like other men.”
“Not at all.”