Reaching forward, she ran her hand over his hard, well defined abs. “Its pretty.”
Zique held her hand against him, pride shooting through him like electricity. A man’s body wasn’t something to be called pretty, but she could call his whatever she wanted to. “Thank you.”
He slid her hand further down, running it along the length of his covered c*ck. “I wonder what you’d have to say about this.”
The hardness made Kiara gasped and when he dropped his underwear, she was utterly flabbergasted. It was the size of her hand, unbelievable but true. “Huge...?”
Zique smirked. “I thought you’d call it pretty too.”
As ruthless as the devil, Zique Blud reigned above all the other alpha's. He was feared by most, looked up to by many and only a few had the courage to test him.
He hated the weak, detested them with his whole heart, which was exactly why he crushed them...But crushing them ended up being the reason why he was cursed by the goddess...
In ten years...he needed to find his mate or the thread around his heart would tighten until it killed him.
Kiara Cole had been locked away from the world all her life, she was weak, without a wolf...thus why the alpha of the Silver Rain pack decided to isolate her from the world...
At ten, she had watched him kill her parents and now at 19 years old, she finally got a wolf, only to find out that the man who had stolen half of her life, would be the man to spend the rest of it with her.
# Dark Werewolf Romance#