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THE LUNA SECRET
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2026-10-21 23:24:51
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THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) RUBBING COCKS
MARLOWEI didn't give Asher the satisfaction of seeing me lose my goddamn mind right there on the rubber mats.I swallowed hard, shoving my chest away from his massive frame with a sharp, violent jerk that tore us apart. My heart was hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs, my cock throbbing painfully hard inside my shorts from the friction of his hips, but I forced my jaw to lock. I plastered a cold, arrogant, untouchable smirk across my face, wiping the sweat from my brow like I didn't give two flying fucks who shared his mat.“Take him, then,” I spat, my voice dripping with cold, sarcastic venom as I tossed my taped hands up in mock surrender. “If you want a prim-and-little-proper Fierce Claw lapdog whining on your mat instead of someone who can actually take a hit, go right ahead, highness. Don't let me interrupt your tea party.”Marcel’s polite smirk flickered for a fraction of a second, his dark eyes narrowing at my sudden, arrogant shift in tone.Asher didn't buy the act for
THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) BLEED ON ME
MARLOWEMy breathing was still fucked, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped beast inside that dark,narrow alcove behind the tapestry.Asher’s heavy weight was pinned flush against my body, his rock-hard erection pressing straight into my thigh through his slacks, his broad hand digging hard into the back of my neck. His golden eyes were glowing like live coals in the dark... waiting for me to break my own rule, waiting for me to wrap my hands around his throat and surrender to the sick, possessive heat burning between us.“I’m not giving you the fucking satisfaction, Asher...” I choked out, my voice thick and raspy against his lips...my chest heaving hard as I shoved flat against his broad chest, forcing just enough space between us to slip out from behind the heavy velvet curtain.I didn't go back to my room. I couldn't sleep. My blood was running way too hot, my marrow itching under my skin like raw electricity... so I dragged my scuffed boots down to the estate’s priva
THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) HARD FOR ME
MARLOWEThe Bluestone Pack house dining hall was a massive, vaulted stone nightmare dripping with ancestral wealth.Not a fairytale castle. A sprawling, high-security fortress built for cold-blooded Alphas, political backstabbers,and high-stakes hockey royalty.By the time I dragged my scuffed boots to the table, I already wanted to put my fist through the drywall.Luna Elena sat at the head of the table like a frozen queen, her pale eyes sharp as switchblades as she watched the High Council elders bow and scrape over the newest addition to our roster. And sitting right across from me, looking like he owned the entire Bluestone bloodline, was Marcel.He was dressed in a tailored dress shirt, his dark hair neatly parted, using the right damn silver salad fork while chatting in fluent northern dialects with two visiting pack delegates from the Fierce Claw Pack.I stared across the white linen cloth, aggressively chewing a slice of rare steak, my jaw locked so tight my teeth practically g
THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) A PERFECT REPLACEMENT
MARLOWEMarcel didn't just walk into third period... he strutted in like he fucking owned the whole damn building.He stood up by the whiteboard in a tailored dark wool coat, his hair styled to perfection... looking clean,refined, and disgustingly well-kept. Standing there, he looked like badlands royalty—a golden-boy twin who’d grown up eating off silver platters while I was scavenging in the dirt... wearing a scuffed leather jacket with frayed cuffs and dried ice-grit on my boots.My teeth ground together so hard my jaw fucking ached. I could feel the eyes of every wolf in the room bouncing between us... comparing us, whispering behind their notebooks.Look at the stray compared to his brother...Look at the difference...I locked my jaw, leaned forward in my desk... and focused my marrow. I pushed my White Lycan mind-touch straight out toward his head, trying to thread into his skull and rip out whatever sick plan he was hiding behind that pristine face.Nothing...No memories, no t
THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) ROCK HARD
MARLOWEWalking back into school the next morning felt like dragging my bare feet through broken glass and fucking battery acid.The trip to the royal estate was over, but the air between me and Asher was completely ruined. Fucked beyond repair. The strict no-touch rule was hanging over our heads like a rusty wire, and Asher was acting like a fucking rabid dog trapped in a tiny wire cage because of it. He trailed two inches off my right shoulder down the main hallway, radiating a suffocating, violent Alpha pressure that had every single wolf in the corridor scrambling up against the lockers just to stay out of his path. He was used to taking whatever the fuck he wanted, whenever he wanted it, and getting shut out after what happened in that dark, filthy broom closet was driving him completely feral.I couldn't even look at his face. My throat was dry as dust, my chest tight enough to snap. Deep down, under all my sharp edges and posture, I was fucking terrified. Everything was spira
THE OBSESSIVE ALPHA'S FAKE MATE (M×M) JERKED OFF
MARLOWEThe dark supply closet was suffocating, reeking of pine cleaner and Asher's burning mint-and-cedar scent.My back was pinned flat against the wooden wall, my chest heaving against his while his thick, rock-hard length ground relentlessly against mine. Every single nerve under my skin was screaming. My body was completely out of my control, my own dick throbbing hard and heavy against the front of my jeans, straining for relief in the cramped, pitch-black space. I could feel every ridge of his cock through the denim, the thick vein on the underside dragging against my shaft with every roll of his hips."Answer me, stray," Asher low-growled, his hot breath hitting the skin of my throat as his hips gave another heavy, deliberate thrust forward. "Which one is it? You want me to stop, or you want me to keep going until you're dripping down my hand?""Shut the fuck up, Asher," I hissed back, my jaw locking tight as I dug my fingers hard into the front of his shirt. "You think I want
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