Born to be Bound (Alpha's Claim, #1)
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Pretend she had not just heard a stranger be sentenced to have his skin peeled off so the world could see what he was made of underneath.
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There were too many Alphas, too much of their scent in the air, and she had gone directly into heat.
Becca 🌻 (The Mood Reader)
Omh
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He was certain she would also be resentful of the binding he'd forced. But that was the lot for Omegas, the way of nature. He wanted her, he took. End of story.
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It was getting him into such a mood that, when a knock came to the door, he covetously grabbed what was his and roared.
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"What? No!" Claire's voice was pure horror. "That's not what we want. They need food, not to be made into slaves." "This is best. You are Omegas, fragile, and it is not your place to decide such things."
Becca 🌻 (The Mood Reader)
Ick
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Shepherd had bitten her so deeply she would carry the scar of his claiming forever.
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"I will touch you when I wish, any way I wish."
Becca 🌻 (The Mood Reader)
EWWWW
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"Whose name did you call as you came?" Claire could hardly breathe, was on the ebb of a powerful climax that shook her to her bones. She whispered, trying not to cry, "Yours." "Because I am your Alpha." It was almost a roar. "You want to be fucked by me! Do you understand?"
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Hitching her about his waist, his knot still joining them, he walked out the door, her naked body and their joining covered by the drape of worn leather.
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But knowing that and accepting it were not the same thing. Claire wanted freedom, she wanted to choose.
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"Please don't kill them. Lilian and the others were starving, afraid, and desperate." "So were you"—his narrowed eyes flared—"more afraid than they were. And you were, and are still, trying to be their champion."
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Suffering merely draws out the true nature of each life festering under the Dome."
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"If I ever smell another man's scent saturating you again, I will hunt down the male and rip off his limbs while you watch... then I will fuck you in the pool of his blood."
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"If I fail to conceive, will you drug me again?" Tucking back a strand of her hair, he nodded and softly answered, "Yes."
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"I am Shepherd's beloved."
Becca 🌻 (The Mood Reader)
What the hell