The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate

"Fuck you. Get off me now!"

He towers over me and his hands move

under the covers, going higher and higher

until I gasp.

No matter how I want to push him away

and stomp on his body, I can't.

The heat and pleasure coming from his

touch makes me go crazy.

"Get off me, you dimwit."

Through the heat, I force out words and I

close my eyes as I moan when his lips

descend on my neck, teasing and nibbling.

"Oh goddess. Why won't you get off me."

I try to push him off, in the mist of pleasure

and he looks down at me with hooded eyes.

My back touches the headboard when I shift

backwards but he drags me back to himself

by my ankle.

"I am the King, Minerva. That means what I

say goes."

"Well, you can go fuck yourself or better yet,

let your other mate do that for you."

He climbs over me with his hands on each

side of my head.

Luckily, the heat is subsiding due to our

close range.

"I've told you a thousand time. I don't want

you, I need you."

"Fucker! I've told you a zillion times, I don't

want to be your baby making machine, you

stupid son of a mammoth-"

He immediately shuts me up with a deep

kiss, exploding my insides.

~~~~

It's every she-wolf's dream to be the mate of

the wolf king but not Minerva's.

She didn't plan to even know him, she didn't

bargain to become a second mate, or a baby

making machine to the King who has an

unusual plan set up in his head; neither did

she plan to be a hybrid.

All these were a surprise to her, maybe

being the King's mate comes with a few

benefits, and being crazy comes with the

chance to plan his death... Slowly, a very very

slow death.

Her multiple personalities has no bounds

but what happens when he finally breaks

her and gets his way.

The once crazy mate turns into mush but

even under all that events and whatnot is a

new arising evil, hiding from their sights

and rapidly growing in power.

'The Crazy Hybrid Of A Mate', didn't get the

name for show... Er- maybe she did.