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Chapter 24

Author: Amarablack
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You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope.

— Jane Austen

CAMELLIA

I should have known what I was signing up for, having sex with a werewolf. He was insatiable and apparently so was I.

“Cam” His voice was rough, almost whiny, a low growl of need that tugged me from sleep.

His hips nudged, teasing and I felt his cock pressing insistently against my thigh through the thin sheet. My body shivered at the contact, heat pooling low. "Please touch me,” he whispered.

His hand snaked under the covers, fingers brushing over my waist before boldly sliding up to pinch and tug at the same nipple he’d sucked on until he fell asleep. “Missed this,” he muttered, a whiny little growl under his breath, rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers.

Missed what? We fell asleep two hours ago.

His hand slid lower, capturing my wrist. “Please” he said again, dragging my hand beneath the sheets.

Fuck. I definitely have a begging kink.

He groaned at the first brush of my fingers around him, his hips je
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