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REID
I can’t even remember the last time I danced. I do recall the last time I came close- at Astrid’s Luna ceremony, the drinks were flowing, I was rolling on a solid buzz, and I almost joined the other guys when their mates dragged them to the dance floor. A few months before, back when I was seeing Arabella, she’d often pout and whine to try to get me to dance with her at the bar on Saturday nights. I always refused- dancing has just never really been my thing. At least I didn’t think it was my thing, until I see Serena out there shaking her ass and every guy in the vicinity eyeing her up.
That ass is mine, and I suddenly want to gouge out the eyes of any man in this place that dares to cast a glance in her direction. The alcohol must be intensifying the possessive instinct I have toward my mate; my blood is boiling in my veins and my wolf is positively murderous. I can’t remember the last time I danced, and dancin
C.J. PrimerIMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: I am altering my posting schedule for the remainder of this book. Going forward, rather than posting one new chapter each weekday, I'll be posting every other day, regardless of whether it's a weekday or weekend. Some of those may wind up being double chapter updates, but moving to every other day will take some pressure off and give me some breathing room. I am going to try my hardest to finish this book before I give birth so that the ending of this story is not delayed. Thank you for your patience and understanding!
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REID “What do you mean?” Serena giggles, but the way my dick’s pressing harder against her belly should be answer enough. Gotta love that shifter rebound rate; less than five minutes and I’m ready for round two. I know she’s ready, too- I could scent her arousal the entire time she was giving me that mind-melting blowjob. I didn’t think any feeling could compare to her pussy wrapped around my dick, until her mouth was. Fucking heaven. My dick twitches against Serena’s stomach and her lips form an ‘o’, her eyes widening in recognition as she gazes up at me. Now we’re on the same page. The look of surprise in her eyes quickly shifts to one of lustful desire, her wolf swirling silver in her irises as she sinks her teeth into her lower lip and drags her fingernails across my chest. Then she suddenly sits up, moving off of me to the other side of the couch and daring me with her eyes to make a move.
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