Defying the Rogue Alpha

"Oh fuck!" Zoe moaned aloud. "Dennis!"

"Yes baby...you feel that. Thought you could tease me and get away with it? uhn?"

Dennis kept the fast pace up, Zoe’s hair and breasts flying in different directions. Her whole body shook uselessly and he grabbed her neck to keep her steady as he kept going.

Dennis couldn’t hold back his own grunts and groans, as the delicious feeling overwhelmed him. "You feel so good, baby. I don’t want to stop, Honey. Fuck, you are beautiful. Take that dick...." He kept talking and moaning. Some made sense, some didn’t.

Zoe was crying in pleasure as their orgasms rocked them both while on their feet.

*****

Of all the alphas to be the Daughter of the Moon’s fated mate, it had to be the weakest, spineless one? Alaric couldn’t even fathom the Moon Goddess’s reasoning for this. What had she been thinking when she made this decision? Surely, there had to be some mistake!

The moment Alaric saw that they had lost the war, his heart had sunk deep into his chest. It was a sensation he could almost taste. He was alone now, with no alpha by his side, he was nothing more than a rogue sorcerer.

Lucas. The smug bastard had done it. He had gotten everything and he hadn’t even worked for it! Alaric’s mind raced as the embers of his anger flickered to life again. Lucas would go down for what he had done. Herod deserved to rule, not some overconfident alpha who had no understanding of the weight that came with such power.