Under His Reign (To Be Claimed #5) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dragons, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: , Series: To Be Claimed Series by W. Winters
Series: Willow Winters

Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)

From USA Today Best Selling author Willow Winters comes a steamy paranormal romance with fire play, fated mates, and a war brewing... Mine to have. All mine. My dragon is desperate. I crave to be fated to her even if it costs me everything... Chapter by chapter, enjoy this paranormal romance as I write it. It can be read as a standalone although it does connect to the Wounded Kiss world.

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At the Estate of the Authority

A small knock on the door makes my pen slip on the paper. I tap it against my desk as I watch the door part and open. I knew she wouldn’t wait for me to answer. My love, my beautiful little love. She pushes the door open with her gorgeous backside as she steadies the tray in her hands. An asymmetrical grin pulls at my lips. “You’ve brought me tea again? It’s nearly midnight.” I click the home button on my phone to double check—1:34 a.m. I close my eyes tightly and sigh in irritation. Time has gotten away from me yet again.

“It’s chamomile, Alec. You need to relax”—Isabella gently places the silver tray on the edge of the desk before slipping her petite frame between my legs—“and come to bed.” Her wide brown eyes find mine, as she lifts herself up to sit her lush ass in the center of the desk. I settle my forehead on her chest and wrap my arms around the small of her back. She runs her small hands through my hair and whispers, “Why don’t you come to bed with me tonight?”

I pull away from her warmth to look into her gorgeous eyes. “You know why.”

“But they’re going to find out regardless of what we do. You can’t stop it, Alec.”

“They’ll take you from me if they know how much you mean to me.” My blue eyes plead with her to understand. I kiss the dip in her neck, just below her throat. We’ve had this same conversation over and over. Sighing deeper, I sit back in the leather seat, readjusting. A frown mars my face. As a sorcerer, I am never to love or have companionship. It clouds the visions and intentions. Never in my life did I feel tempted…until her.

“They’re going to take me, Alec.” Her tone is mournful but absolute. With her hand slipping over mine, she adds, “You are not taking advantage of the time we have now.” Even as she states the tragic truth, happiness is evident on her face. She doesn’t fear her death, but I do. I can’t allow it to happen. I will do everything to protect her. Even if that means denying what I desire most.

“I can’t risk you.” I take her small hand in mine and kiss the gentle pulse of her wrist. She maneuvers herself and settles in my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing my cheek. Suppressing a groan of want and temptation, I resist moving at all. Not to pull her in closer and certainly not to push her away.

“It’s not up to you. The seers are never wrong.” I refuse to look at her as she speaks, so I stare at the back wall. It can’t be true. I won’t allow it to be true. The antique clock seems to tick louder and louder as I watch the time pass. There must be something I can do to prevent the fate the seers gave her. There’s always a way.

Loving her is a death sentence. One we both knew when temptation beckoned us.

She tilts my head with her small and dainty fingers on my chin so I’m forced to look into her eyes. “They’ll come for you once the war starts, and they’ll find me.” Her gaze searches mine. “You can’t stop it, just like you can’t stop this war.”

My response is harsher than I intend. “I won’t let them find you. I won’t.”

“So you’ll keep me locked away?” Her warm breath and sultry voice harden my cock instantly. Her fingertip plays along my lips before traveling down my chin and throat until it reaches the dip of my throat. She leans into my ear and whispers, “Will you keep me chained, Alec?” The image of her naked and bared to me is my undoing.

“Do you want me to chain you, Isabella?” My tone is smooth and teasing, although my heart beats faster with lust.

“I want you to let me love you while I can.” She scoots off my lap and onto the floor, settling between my legs. I place my hands on my thighs, my fingertips dig in, holding me still while she runs her hand over the bulge in my dark gray pants. Her firm breasts are pressed together, barely covered as the thin cloth of her linen robe slips down. Isabella is relentless in her need; she pushes my thighs farther apart.

“Bella.” There’s a trace of a warning in my voice, but she rises on her knees and places a gentle kiss on my chest just as the word leaves my mouth. The love in her action makes her name sound like a prayer as it passes by my lips.

When my eyes slowly open, I find hers still on me. “Please love me.” Her bright eyes are filled with a sadness that’s never there. My heart sinks and I immediately push the chair back, the legs grating on the old wood floors of my office. I get on my knees, carrying her with me, then cradle her face in my hand.