When you've been told your entire life that your only role is to marry and breed, you push yourself to become so much more. You transform into a force that rivals even the strongest men in your pack. But now, you're faced with a deadline: find a husband or have one arranged for you. Luckily, the new member of the pack is exactly your type. * "I'm taming this brat the way no other ever has,"
He pushed me back so that I'm now lying down with my head dangling into my back seat and licked down my stomach, "You're taming nothing, Raden Cade," "No?" He asked as he kissed the inside of my thigh. I sucked in a shuttered breath as he buried his face between my legs and inhaled deeply, releasing a growl, "You're not my good girl, Cariño? My tamed, submissive, good girl?" He kissed his way back up my stomach and chest with each word. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from saying yes, yes I am your good girl. Instead, I just shook my head as he met my eyes again. "That's too bad," he whispered, making goosebumps flash down my neck.