“She’s just drunk,” Ezra said. Raven knit his brows, analyzing Xanthea closely. Ezra pulled over outside a graveyard. When Ezra said he was taking her to the Virgo pack, I knew exactly where their excursion might end — her mother’s grave. Ezra draped his coat around her shoulders and back. In the
[Ezra] I never thought I would ever say this, much less accept it to myself, but Xanthea was anything but weak. I was foolish to think she was a weak soul, that she needed me for her vengeance. All Xanthea needed was the space to be herself and a security that it was ok to be herself. She needed a
It was better this way when she was asleep, when I knew she wouldn’t remember the night. But I would remember the night just as much as I would remember the day. Today was going to stay with me for a long time. You are growing on me, Xanthea and I do not know how to stop it. But I no longer want to
“Fuck!” I squeezed her breasts, feeling myself reach the snapping point. Her insides tightened around my cock, and I slammed my hand over my face. “Damn it!” I groaned, exploding inside her. Running my hand swiftly through my hair, I fucked her faster, burying myself deeper inside her. “Fuck yes
[Asher]The ring on Xanthea’s finger was fascinating.Very… fascinating.“Ezra… ah! Ah! Oh god…”Xanthea’s breathing turned harsher as she clenched the bedsheet, stifling her moans into a silent cry.Ezra’s hips collided with her in a rough thrust, yanking a cry right out of her throat. Panting, she
Her makeup smeared sultrily, especially around her eyes and lips, as a slick film of sweat spread across her skin.Ezra knit his brows in a carnal frustration. He held her hips firmly against his as he fucked her harder through her orgasm. Slumping on him, Xanthea arched herself against him.“Fuckin
Twisting her wrist, I pinned her ringed hand on her back as I yanked her closer.I could see the goosebumps zap across her skin as she shut her eyes, wincing and panting.Ezra and Raven exchanged a glance.They thought they could have free access to Xanthea if they dropped the rule, not even realizi
[Xanthea]I still remember the day when I got my first heat. I was sixteen back then, and I knew the biology behind the heats of a female werewolf from my mother’s diaries and experiences she noted in them. All anatomically female werewolves went into heat once a month. Everyone mostly experienced