Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies

I pulled my top down and brought his lips to my tight nipples and he sucked on them and gave them a soft bite that made me quiver and moan. He knew I liked it and immediately pulled my bottoms down. "Let's see how wet you are" he softly said. He stuck two fingers inside me and it made my whole body relax as he curled them in and pulled them out again, revealing two very sticky fingers. "You want more ?" I nodded and pushed his hand back inside of me as he pushed them in slowly and deeply inside me. Then he turned his hand over and it made me moan when he came down and began to suck on my clit and get me closer and closer to an orgasm. I pulled his head up and stroked his hair, all I wanted was his cock. He began to get harder and I got more and more anxious. "Please put it in me" I pleaded but he told me to be patient. I could do that and he didn't disappoint when he slowly stopped eating me out and jacked himself off in front of my opening. It was so hot as he fingered me deeper and harder I thought he was never going to put it in me when he flipped me over with my legs and fucked me hard and deep. I gasped when he entered me because of how veiny and ribbed his dick felt inside me. He pushed deep and kissed my back and neck as he clenched my nipple and twisted it making me moan. I was confused because I was in love with another man who loved me equally. How am I going to deal with this?

Chapters

Chapter 9

Back at work, finally out of my funk. I feel more positive. Still confused, but positive.

I'm sat there at my desk typing out a letter for my boss, Mr Fray.

Mind numbingly boring but it keeps my brain busy.

Just as I press print, the office phone rings. I clear my throat and take my professional mode.

"Good morning, Mr Fray's office. How can I help you?" I speak politely.

"Lizzie? It's Holden!"

I grin, hearing his bright voice.

"Hiya!! What's up?" I ask.

"I err... was err... calling to err..." He hesitates, stumbling over his words.

It's cute!

Adorable.

I smile.

"Just say it, Holden." I murmur gently, trying to encourage him.

I hear him down the line taking a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you on a date." He rushes out.

I blush at the request.

"Ask me properly and you might get an answer." I tease.

Holden chuckles slightly. "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous."

"I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date with me?"

I grin. "Yes Holden, I'd love to."

After the the phone call, I sit there questioning my acceptance to the date.

I'd spent a whole two days with Dean, letting him love me, and bond with me as more than a Dom or a friend.

I should allow Holden that opportunity too I guess?

Why is it that whenever I see either of these two men, I lose all my self control and end up in bed with them?

I feel like a slut!

I'm going back and forth between these two men, and I've now said I loved Dean, who isn't my mate.

Isn't that rejecting Holden?

Oh I don't know!

It's so confusing!

~*~

I'm stood in my hallway, nervously twirling my loose locks around my finger.

Holden is due any minute now to pick me up for our date.

I am dressed in a slinky deep plum purple wrap dress, hugging my curves perfectly, with a pair of lilac stiletto sandals.

I went all out for this date.

Part of me feels like I made too much of an effort, and that I should change, but the other part thinks I was supposed to dress up.

Holden isn't just a simple wolf. He's an Alpha!

My rightful mate is an Alpha.

Was I the right type to be a pack Luna?

Did I carry the right qualities?

More worries!!

Just as I'm working myself into a frenzy, a knock at the door halts my thoughts.

I shake my head, trying to rid those stressful thoughts from my brain. I take a long, deep and calming breath as I walk to the door.

Swinging it open, I gawp at the gorgeous creature in front of me. Black leather dress shoes, a pair of tight fitting black trousers that hang off his hips in such a sexy fashion. A dark navy blue shirt, striped light blue and purple tie, and that sexy face. An eyebrow raised with a smirk on his face.

He noticed me checking him out.

"Holden... just... wow." I breathe in amazement.

He grins. "I should say the same but I have the words. You look beyond stunning this evening! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met."

My heart stutters as he says that. I think I love him!

Oh fuck!

The words tumble out of my mouth like vomit. "I love you."

The look on Holden's face lights up my heart and my wolf. "I love you too."

I bite my lip nervously, and grab my handbag. "Shall we go?"

I receive a nod, so I turn off the hallway light, and let Holden take my hand to lead me down the flight of stairs in my block.

"So, where are we going?" I ask, all of sudden nervous about what I'm wearing--again!

"It's a surprise, sweetheart. I think you'll love it." He replies.

"Am I dressed ok?" I whisper, self consciously.

Holden stops me from walking, gripping my hand. He pulls me back flush against his toned body, his musky breath enveloping me like fog, and he speaks. "Yes baby. You look incredible. Don't worry, you won't see anybody. You could be wearing a bin bag for all I care."

Swallowing hard, I nod and flush brightly.

Holden kisses my nose, and leads me towards a car. A flashy car. A black Aston Martin One-77!!

I only know that seeing as my boss wants one.

"Woah!" I am shocked by the car. It's a beyond expensive limited edition, and it was very shiny!

Holden chuckles. "I know. She's my baby."

I smirk. Boys and their toys!!

"Let's go." Holden opens the passenger door and helps me in. God it's low!

I strap myself in while he walks round.

I watch in amazement at his grace when he climbs in. In one smooth movement, he is sat beside me.

~*~

Our date has been wonderful. Romantic, fun and enjoyable.

We went to the mini golf course, which was shut down for the night, just for us.

We were all by ourselves, laughing at each others pathetic excuses for golf talents. We ate a simple meal, drank wine and talked.

I found out so much about Holden.

His parents are wonderful to him. They're mates and have a fantastic relationship. He has four sisters. Jade, who is 29. Freya is 26. Shianne is 21 and Hope is 19. Holden himself is 24, thus being the middle child.

Holden loves hard rock music, and going to live music gigs. He has a love for cars and rugby. He hates trackies and sports clothing, and loves animals. He also wants children in the future.

After leaving the golf course, Holden drives me back home and walks me up to my flat.

After a long passionate game of tonsil tennis, he leaves me to go inside.

What the heck is going on?

My feelings for both these men are increasing, my heart swelling to fit them both in.

I want them both, and so does my wolf.

I need advice!

I can't make a decision without knowing what the hell is going on.

I rush straight to my address book, and find the right number.

Our county Elder, the one who makes difficult decisions. He helps with pack differences and difficult situations. I know he can help me.

I dial his number into my phone, and press the call button with shaky fingers.

It rings... and rings...

It is late, I bet he's asleep or something.

"Hello, this is Frank Paulson. Sorry I can't get to the phone right now. Please leave your name and number, and I'll get back to you." States the voicemail message.

I sigh and wait for the beep, explaining the situation briefly and giving him my name and number.

I hope he can help.

I slump on my sofa and place my head in my hands. "What the fuck is going on? It's not like I can have two mates!!" I moan to myself out loud.

I am becoming exasperated.

Save me!

Somebody?

I force myself up, strip out of my dress and climb into bed, forcing myself into a much needed slumber.

Goodnight world, I will deal with you tomorrow!

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8.7

After My Fiancé Publicly Claimed My Intern

8.7

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9.4

After Terminal Cancer, My Wife Unveiled Our Family Lies

9.4

Battling a terminal cancer diagnosis, a devoted husband discovers his entire life is a fabrication. His wife, the woman he trusted most, has hidden a web of deceit that threatens their family's foundation. As his health fades, he unearths shocking secrets about their marriage and the true identity of those closest to him. In a race against time, he must navigate a maze of betrayal to find the truth before his final days run out in this mystery.

Modern Mystery Romance

8.0

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8.0

For three years, I've been the wife of Dante Moretti, the head of the Chicago Bratva. My only purpose was to give him an heir. Today, I stared at the second pink line on a pregnancy test—a death sentence. But my husband didn't want a wife. He wanted a vessel. Hiding outside his office door, I heard him talking to his sister, Isabella. They were placing a million-dollar bet on the gender of my unborn child. "But what about her?" Isabella asked. "Once she gives you the heir, she’ll be useless." The silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. "She served her purpose," Dante said, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "A broodmare is only valuable when it can produce. After that…" He didn't have to finish. In his world, useless things are discarded. Violently. Every touch, every calculated smile had been a lie to secure his dynasty. He saw a legacy, not a child. He saw a vessel, not a wife. The only way to win his game was to knock the whole board over. I pulled out my phone and called the clinic my friend had told me about. "Yes," I said, my voice a stranger’s, hollow and steady. "I'd like to schedule a termination."

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7.4

He left me for her - Now his boss calls me wife

7.4

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8.4

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