The Brand that Binds (Forbidden Omegaverse #2) Read Online Evangeline Anderson

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forbidden Omegaverse Series by Evangeline Anderson
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Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 87968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
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“Shut up, bitch! I’ll breed you however I want to and you’ll hold still and take it,” he snarled. His eyes were already beginning to go a pale green but he hadn’t changed into…anything else yet.

He hasn’t and he’s not going to—all that stuff you thought you saw as a kid was a dream—just a bad dream, I tried to tell myself as Bobby forced the girl to her hands and knees and kicked her legs apart.

She submitted tearfully, even raising her ass in the air and tilting her hips back to offer him better access to her bare pussy. Bobby wasted no time taking the invitation. Falling to his knees behind her, he shoved his cock in with one deep thrust, making her cry out.

“Shut up, bitch,” he growled, gripping the back of her hair and yanking her head backwards as he shoved himself even deeper into her. “I saw how your tits are dripping—you fucking need this!”

This drew my eyes to the girl’s breasts, which were hanging down like ripe fruit, swaying with every thrust. Sure enough, some kind of liquid seemed to be dripping from their tips.

For some reason, the sight made my own breasts ache. I pressed the arm that wasn’t wrapped around the tree trunk to them, trying to ease the sudden pain and push back the memory it brought with it.

No, I told myself. No, I won’t remember—I won’t! I—

But the thought was pushed from my mind when I saw what was happening down below.

Bobby Aiken was changing.

I watched in horror as my old nightmare became a reality—as his face elongated into a muzzle and brownish gray fur began to flow over his entire body. The shape of his arms and legs changed, his hands and feet becoming paws and his ears shifted up to the top of his head and became pointed and triangular. Finally, a bushy tail sprouted from his ass and the Shift was complete.

Bobby Aiken was no longer human—he had turned into a massive brownish-gray wolf—a literal Werewolf.

And I do mean massive. Somehow during the Shift he had grown—he wasn’t the size of a regular wolf. He looked more like the size of a pony or a small horse to me and his equipment had grown as well. No wonder the green-eyed girl was afraid of him in his “Fur Form.”

I looked away, unable to watch anymore. It was too horrible—too perverted!

But I couldn’t help thinking about it.

He’s breeding her—trying to get her pregnant, I thought, feeling sick as I remembered McCain’s exhortation to all the assembled Alphas that he didn’t care how they bred the females as long as they bred them long and hard and shot plenty of seed inside them. I didn’t want to end up like that—didn’t want to find myself cowering on the ground while a hairy beast bred me and did his best to get me pregnant!

And the green-eyed girl wasn’t the only one in that situation now, I saw, taking a swift glance. Every female I’d come here with was being plowed in one way or another. Some of them—the lucky ones, I supposed bitterly—were getting bred by a man who retained his human form. But most of them had Werewolves on their backs.

I watched as one skinny girl got slowly to her feet, wobbling uncertainly. She put a hand to her belly which was distended, making her look like she already had a baby bump. I winced—was that from all the seed the Werewolf had pumped into her?

“All right, all right—that’s good,” I heard someone say and I saw Boyd and McCain coming over to the girl.

“Chief McCain,” she said uncertainly. “I…did I do okay? I tried to submit, like you said and let the Alpha breed me.”

“That’s all right, Cindy—you’re good. You did good,” he told her. “Did he get his knot in you nice and deep?”

Blushing, the girl nodded.

“Yes, I can see he did.” McCain looked down at her swollen belly and nodded approvingly. “And he sealed you up good?” He nodded at the huge Werewolf who was still nosing around, as though waiting for the verdict. “We don’t want even a drop leaking out.”

“I…I think so,” the girl whispered.

“Check her out, Boyd,” McCain ordered his deputy. “Need to make sure every bit of Were seed stays in her pussy so she can get a big belly.” He looked at the girl. “Spread your legs and let Boyd check you,” he ordered.

Obediently, the girl spread her legs and waited as Boyd crouched down, peering between them.

“Looks good, Chief,” he reported, nodding.

With a shudder, I tore my eyes away from the perverted sight of her distended belly. How could these girls submit so easily? How could they beg to be bred so shamelessly like this? Especially by creatures that—from their outward appearance at least—looked like animals?


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