MATED TO THE CURSED ALPHA BILLIONAIRE

Warning 18+ only! “On your knees, Lilith,” light shone in from the crack in the wall, illuminating the mocking grin on his annoyingly perfect face. I spat defiantly, “It’s Celeste to you.” “And, no.” Mischief glinted in his hazel eyes before he placed a strong hand on my head and pushed me to my knees with ease, keeping me down with the weight of his muscled arm. “I don’t give orders twice,” he grunted, undoing his pants with his other free arm, “Celeste,” his tone dripping with arrogance. Against my will, arousal stirred in my core as memories of him plunging in and out of my mouth mercilessly a few days ago flashed through my mind’s eye. “Every word that leaves your lips doesn't count as an order to me, because I’ll never be your subject, nor will you ever be my master,” I challenged fiercely. The next second, his expression morphed into fury and he let his magnificent length spring free. His hands found my jaw and my watering mouth dropped open of its own accord before he slammed all seven inches down my throat unforgivably. “I own you, Lilith. I always will.” **** He’s a century-old cursed hybrid, and she’s a sea-star; a rare mystical being and the only one who can lift his curse, but he makes an enemy out of her and she refuses. A one night stand makes their paths cross, and years later, her escape from her captors reunites them. At first, he hates Celeste’s guts because she refused to break his curse, and she hates his guts even more because he kidnaps her while she’s escaping her guardians, and denies her only family peace in the afterlife. Slowly, the lines between hatred and desire blur, but betrayal and deceit stirs the mix.