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Chapter 85 — No More Lies

Author: Jenivalwrites
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~ KILLAN ~

“You don’t know how many times I’ve wished you’d say that,” I find myself growling as I take another step, my cock nudging Tess's belly. Her skin feels like silk, a perfect cushion for my length. “Will you be mine, Simply Tess? Will you give yourself to me?”

“Only if you’ll give yourself to me,” she counters, pulling her head away.

It’s a challenge. One I’m ready to accept. “I’ve always been yours. I just didn’t know it then. Wolves wait their entire lives for this. The minute you walked into the shop, you changed me forever. I’ve been trying to tell you that.”

“Yes,” she sighs and rests her hands on my shoulders. She runs her fingers over my skin, her gaze fixates on one of the tattoos over my collarbone. Leans against me, she repeats, “My answer is yes. I will give myself to you.”

Fuck yes!

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~ TE
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