LOGINFrom the day they are born, Alpha males know what it means to sacrifice for their pack. But Connor Salvatore didn't think that would mean giving up his fated mate. Aimee Carter was Hell on wheels, everything she did was wild and free, and Connor loved it but there was one problem- she was a human. The day he left her set wheels in motion that would have two Alphas barrelling towards a showdown and one female caught in the middle. But Aimee is no ordinary woman, the daughter of an MC president, Aimee only knows one speed and that's full steam ahead, only the strongest Alpha will finally tame her heart...or would she break both of theirs.
View MoreCONNORBefore he realized what was happening, Connor's erect cock was free, and Arial was sinking her sweet pussy down on him. There was a brief whimper of pain from the she-wolf as her virginity was taken, but she handled it like a pro, grinding her hips in a figure 8 as she rode him for all he was worth.If he was going to choose anyone as a Luna, it would have been Arial anyway, so forcing himself to relax and closing off any intrusive thoughts, Connor grabbed her by her hips pulling her closer to him as he thrust up like a piston.It turned out that Arial was quite the screamer, moaning lustfully as he sunk deep into
Aimee cautiously opened her eyes, slowly taking in her surroundings. There was the undeniable thump of bass music going on downstairs, so she must still be at Club HQ.The room was clean, and the furniture of good quality; a few expensive-looking pieces of art hung on the walls, and as Aimee sat up slowly, she noticed that there were some personal effects lying around, boots by the door, a coffee cup resting on the small table in the corner, just little things really, but enough to let her know she was in someone's personal space, and not one of the spare rooms like she'd assumed.Aimee was lying on a large bed, with a matching pillow and duvet cover set, and smelling like fresh linen-well that narrowed it down a
Aimee was sweating profusely, despite being dressed in less than what Braxton was wearing in the ring. The Henchman was certainly making her work for her place back in the club.Using his own momentum against him, Aimee rolled with Brax, spinning her body like an alligator causing him to lose balance and overshoot the roll, giving her just enough time to scramble to her feet before he was on her again, opting to throw the knife away and engage in hand to hand combat with his smaller opponent. Aimee tried to hide her smile as he relinquished a serious advantage.It was a mistake as Brax soon learned, Aimee was like a freaking psychotic octopus, grabbing the hair under his arms and ripping them out by the roots, ca
Connor led the young Beta female into his father's study, she appeared confident but not arrogant, and Connor liked that about her.Phoenix Grimmer was a few years older than him, maybe he needed that though after the hash he made of his last relationship, and as she sat down on the couch she looked at him with honest eyes. ¨Tell me a bit more about yourself,¨ he invited softly, and she shot him an almost boyish grin.¨Well, there isn't much to say really, my father is a Beta, my mother's a cook for the dining hall, I have an older sister with a recessive gene, that made her wolf unable to phase, but she has made the best of her situation and holds a high position on the Alphaś council. I am a tracker