The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate Novel by Cate C Wells

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate I lay back, propping myself up on a stack of pillows, and let my knees fall apart. “Come on, then,” I tell Killian. “You want this?” His voice is gravelly, torn from his throat. “Yes. Come now.” I spread my pussy lips so he can see how…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate “You are so beautiful like this,” he whispers in my ear. I’m on the edge. I’m going to tip over any second. I can’t take the circles anymore. I grab his tormenting hand and hold it in place while I grind my clit against the heel of…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate All three females look so defensive. So small and fierce and scared. This isn’t what I want. My father was the one who wanted females to reek of fear. He got off on it. I never developed a taste for it. Smelled like defeat to me. Like…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate “No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate “What do you mean?” He sniffs, darting out his tongue to taste the air. He smooths my shoulders, rubs my upper back. It’s strange, him touching me like this in front of others, but I’m too nauseous to care. I plaster myself closer and screw my eyes…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate Killian levels his gaze at the male with the bushy gray muttonchops. Eamon’s lips peel back from his yellowed teeth, and for a second, it seems like he might let his fangs drop. But then, he tosses a stooped shoulder and bends his neck. “Besides, where’s the…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate I don’t. He could take it and stomp it and say, “Hah, hah. Joking.” But he won’t. My wolf and I both know that. And that’s not trust, but it’s something. Enough so that I loosen my grip. Satisfaction flares in his eyes. They crinkle deeper at…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate “You can show me when we get back to our den.” He smirks, teasing. I roll my eyes. He tightens his grip on my arm. It’s not a warning, and it doesn’t hurt. It’s just firmer. More secure. My heart beats faster. I’m not going to sleep…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate For the first time in so many years. This is what it felt like when I lived with my mother and father. I could sleep. The grown ups were on guard. I could let go and drift away. They’d never let any harm come to me. I…

Filed to story: The Tyrant Alphas Rejected Mate “Nah.” I give the cushion a good sniff. I mean, yes, I’ve gotten my knob polished plenty on this sofa, but I have the cabin cleaned on the regular. It’s immaculate. “I don’t smell it.” She closes her eyes. She’s got her hands jammed in the hoodie…