Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Flushed and panting from the chase, helpless arousal already dripping down my thighs, I know what comes next now that these savage wolf shifters have hunted me down and caught me.
They're going to tear my clothes off and claim me as their mate.
But as I'm made to take a second knot before my virgin body has even learned to take the first, spanked ass clenching as I buck and writhe, the truth hits me just as another brutal climax does.
I'm going to come this wildly, desperately hard for them every time they breed me.
Publisher's Brutally Mated is the third book in the Shared Mates series but can be read as a standalone. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book
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CHAPTER 1
Tabby
“She’s a bit young for this, isn’t she?”
My head is tugged roughly to the side as a comb is pulled through wet tangles. I’ve been forced to take a bath, and I am not happy about it. The water was cold and the herbs they insisted on using made me feel like I was being marinated for the fire.
My father’s wives are arguing over my head. Talisa and Maidi are favored by my father at the moment, hence why he would have ordered them to hunt me down and drag me back to the den for this forced pampering.
“Who else are we going to give them?” Talisa asks. “There’s no other maidens. They’ll want a virgin. They always want a virgin.”
“She’s not even a proper hunter. Wraiths don’t count. What kind of wolf wants a mate who can’t hunt? She hasn’t taken her first true blood yet,” Maidi replies.
“Sure, but she’ll bleed tonight,” she says. They both laugh.
I don’t smile. I sit and I wait for the preparations to be done. There’s a cool wind whistling up through the mountains. The moon is waxing, but far from full. She’ll be a sliver of a guide in the dark tonight.
I’ll do my duty, like all my father’s daughters must. I hope it is not too painful, or too humiliating. I hope it is over quickly.
The wolf-women readying me for a night of breeding have pulled out the nicest things they can find for me. For the first time in quite some time, I am wearing a very nice dress. It might have been my mother’s once. Hard to say. When she died, everything pretty she had was taken by the other wives. They left her books to me, seeing little use for them.
This is the first time this much attention has been paid to me. I am the daughter of the alpha, but not eldest. Or youngest. I am the thirteenth daughter, and I have spent all my life in the wildest and most haunted land in the world.
Tonight I am to be given as a breeding sacrifice to a warrior from another pack who has come to do battle with the vampire threat in return for a mate. That’s what he believes, anyway. That is what my father will tell him when he arrives and is decorated and fed and given my body to use as he pleases. He will believe himself to be the savior of us all.
Once the ceremony is over, he and I will go out into the night, set up camp, and there I will be bred. He will be killed by what stalks the dark mountains, and I will return to the pack with a belly full of seed and fresh blood for our bloodline.
This is how my father chooses to maintain his territory. Other males are not allowed to live with us. He tells them that we are at war with a dark horde, and that he will give them his daughters in return for their expertise. The wolf-men who come here are not good. They are rough, brutal creatures excited by the prospect of dealing death to new creatures. They hear the chance to mate a female who has no choice but to allow them to knot inside her, and they accept it eagerly.
They do not understand the danger they are in. They come decorated from other battles, bloodied from previous fights. They think they know what they are to face, but they never survive long. The mountain is full of monsters. This is a place of predators. There is nothing here that is not at risk of being consumed.
“How are we supposed to make her look presentable with her skin so speckled and her hair so ruddy?” Talisa frowns at my hair and tries to curl it up against my head, as if that might stop it from being a bright red beacon. My hair has always been a standout among the pack. Most of us have bright blonde hair and blue eyes.