Kaelie

“Holy crap. He’s twenty-nine. I’ve had more sex than him. Two hundred percent more. The alpha is a virgin. Kind of. My mind is boggled.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate

“You don’t have to love your body every single day. That’s unrealistic to expect, but I’ll be here loving it for the days you can’t.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“There’s only so much oxygen on an airplane. I don’t want his ego to suffocate the rest of us.  You know, safety and all that shit.”
― Liz Tomforde, Mile High

“No.” I bend to whisper in her ear. “What I really want to do is take you back to my den and eat your pussy until you come, squeezing my head with those sweet thighs. And then I want to hear you wail my name while I tap that delicious, plump ass.” Yeah. Her eyes blow wide when she’s astonished. I keep going. “You’re gonna come on my cock so hard, you’re gonna forget everything but that you belong to me, and I was put on this earth to pleasure you and put pups in that little round belly.” I rest my palm over her womb. “That’s what I think a mate is for.” I bump noses with her and then I step back. “But I didn’t figure you’d be down for that quite yet.”
― Cate C. Wells, The Tyrant Alpha's Rejected Mate