Fuck Tamara! you smell so fucking good. &#x27; He rasped in his sexy voice. His utterance brought forth goosebumps all over my exposed skin.

My body was betraying me at the moment. My eyes flicked down on the front of his pants. A good outline of his appendage forced blood to flow further between my legs, making my clit become more engorged.

He was hard for me, his gigantic erection pressed on his zipper. My hands itched so much to stretch and feel it, touch it beneath my fingers. They wanted to caress it gently, they yearned to pleasure the Alpha male.

&#x27;See what you do to me? &#x27; He rasped, massaging his front in a sensual manner.

&#x27;Your smell, damn! It makes me want to jump on you for eternity. Pin you beneath me, while you scream my name over and over again in raw uncensored pleasure. 

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Living in a pack of werewolves as the only witch, Tamara has had a fair of insults from the pack members. That changes when she is mated to the alpha of the pack, alpha Ryker. A prophecy requires them to work as a team to defeat their enemies. Will they persevere or will they crumble under pressure?

Alpha's Ryker's Little Witch

Steel's claim was not cogent to my ears and general apprehension. Mrs. Kagwe was locked up in the next room, when and how had she dished out the threat behind bars? Nonetheless to her own pup. Monica's ostensible stay at her friend's home just like another bolt from the blue.

'That was the first place we should have went scouring the moment she went missing. ' Ryker paced from wall to wall, his boot clad feet coming into contact with the tiled floor with loud footfalls.

'The boy was just threatened by her mother and you just heard about Monica? ' His back was to me but before I could finish my sentence he abruptly turned around to face me.

'Yes Tamara, yes. ' He sighed as he took in my raised eyebrows.

Pete