Shattered Alpha's Hidden Rose

Having lived as a slave for most of her life, Bea wasn’t surprised to find herself once again enslaved by another family. This time, however, to save her own neck, she must assume the identity of her former Master and marry her fiancé: the paralyzed Prince of the North, Dax. Scarred from a night of fire and betrayal, Bea finds herself elevated to the position of Princess of an entire kingdom. Yet, the scars on her body were inflicted by the man she now calls husband. Despite rumors of his mental incapacity, Dax proves himself far from brain-dead. Through Bea's care, he finds his voice and the strength to fulfill his destiny as a strong Alpha. As they navigate battles and political intrigue, Dax and Bea strive to forge a powerful mated pair in the eyes of their Goddess. But will their bond be enough to thwart the machinations of a shadowy enemy? Can they earn the blessing of the Goddess and safeguard their people and newfound love? Witness as the Shattered Throne blazes with the passion of its Hidden Rose. ***** “He pulled back with a wet popping sound and said, “I’m sucking your clit.” Then he swallowed hard before another growl vibrated through his body. “Bea… Your smell. Your scent. It’s driving my Wolf crazy. It’s driving me crazy.” She felt the bed move again as he shoved his pelvis into the mattress. “Aaaghhh I want you so badly!” “Dax. I n-need you. It aches. Something aches. It’s too much.” She was gasping and her sentence broke several times before she was able to get it out completely. He stopped his sucking and gently lowered her bottom back to the blanket. He dropped a gentle kiss to her mound of curls and this time she couldn’t stop her body from rising up to meet his lips. I want more. A whine she didn’t even know she could produce, slipped through her throat. She couldn’t explain what she meant but she felt like she needed to be filled. She needed something inside her. Something filling her. More of her liquid slid from her and she felt it pool on the mattress below her cheeks. He turned to her and with silver on blue eyes he looked into her gaze and asked, “You need me?” There was a growl that grated along his words. “What do you need? Tell me, Bea.” He was on his knees now, looking down at her as he moved to hover over her naked form.”