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The Villain Alpha's Cursed Mate

She is the daughter of an Alpha whose family had conquered the last demon wolf in Illyria. Esmeray is born into the prestigious Alpha family, known as the Montague. But after her father's untimely death, her life becomes a nightmare of abuse at the hands of her cruel stepmother and stepbrother, who torment her for lacking a wolf. Desperate for salvation, she dreams of a mate who would come and rescue her from the cruelty of her pack. When he finally arrived, her hopes were shattered, for he had only come to reject her. Her only connection to her family's proud heritage is her striking blue hair, a sacred legacy from her ancestors. But in a desperate bid for freedom, Esmeray cuts her hair to escape being sold to a rogue. Her daring action pushes her to the precipice of death, unwittingly awakening a powerful demon wolf, imprisoned for 15 long years. This Alpha demon, who has yearned revenge and bloodthirst, is instantly drawn to Esmeray the moment he senses her, and he is determined to keep her at his side at all cost. In the world of wolves, the hunt is everything — and he has found a prey worth chasing.

Sky_Li_7376 · Fantasy
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165 Chs

Pain & Pleasure

The sensation was beyond words – something Esme had never imagined, let alone experienced.

She had never considered the thought of a man's mouth exploring her most intimate places. Yet here was Donovan, whose skilled tongue and lips were unraveling her completely.

Her breath came in shallow, ragged gasps as his tongue slid inside her, tasting her, each movement sending a fresh wave of heat coursing through her body.

He lapped at her entrance, savoring her, before finding her most sensitive spot.

Her clit.

The instant his tongue flicked over it, her hips bucked uncontrollably, overwhelmed by the intensity. When his teeth grazed her, the sensation sent her spiraling further into bliss.

Her cries filled the room, pleasure consuming her as she tried to escape the overwhelming sensation, her hands frantically reaching for something – anything – to anchor her.