Semua Bab Alpha Shane: Bab 201 - Bab 210

This is the most vulnerable I’ve ever felt. I decided not to let him get to me, and I failed. I built my walls up and made them as sigh as possible, only to have a man I’ve only met once knock them all down with nothing more than a glance. Goddess, I hate him. I hate how Shane makes me feel so weak. My stupid tears won’t stop and blurred my surroundings. My throat aches and tightens, making it hard to breathe. The sound of heels clacking bounces off the walls as I run from obsidian eyes. I don’t even know where I’m going. I just needed to get as far away from them as possible.Korra’s howls only tore my heart more. My eyes instantly find the door to the room I’m supposed to wait for Shane in. I can’t bring myself to go in there. I can’t. I don’t want to. It would be a whole new low for me to witness him fucking someone else and still waiting for him in that room like a good girl. The thought of doing that only adds gasoline to the flames and I burn with the need to lash out. I want to

Would I look at Chance differently if he was a wolf? He let out a breath as I pressed the pointy end right below his shoulder. It wasn’t from pain, was it relief? Why would he be relieved? I pushed my weight onto the heel currently pressed into his oh-too-clean white dress shirt, but he didn’t move. This isn’t what I was thinking when I came to his room, but here we both were. Warm hands slid up my calf and stopped around my knee.A shiver ran up my spine and I took a deep breath as my legs trembled. Misunderstanding my pleasure for shakiness, his hand disappeared from my knee and I peered down my nose at him as he lifted his hand above his head. He was offering to help me steady myself while I hurt him. I took in the gesture and slapped his hand away. I wasn’t like this with anyone else, but with Chance, I could be real, and as much as I hated it, raw. Maybe that fact alone made him special.I swallowed, ran my

 “As much as I want to see you cum on my fingers, I can’t do that,” Chance said with a shrug.“Make me cum.” I meant it to come out as an order, but it came out as a plea.“I can’t reward you when you’ve been a brat. You made me wait, you’ve been riding another man’s cock, you didn’t do as you were told and now you’re demanding I make you cum?” Chance asked. He sounded like I was being unreasonable. In my needy state, I just wanted him to do what I wanted.“What do you want?” I asked.“Are you going to do what I want now?” Chance asked.“Yes,” I said as I nodded.“It’s too late,” he growled. I reached down to finish the job, but he grabbed my hands and pulled me flush against his chest. “I thi

I watched the veins in Chance’s hand as he continued fucking his fist even after he finished cumming. My breathing came out erratically as he stared up at me. His hand swiped over his cum and I reached over to grab the wipes I knew were on the other side of the couch. I pulled them out and wiped it off the hand that was still wrapped around his cock.My legs trembled, my pussy had just been thoroughly fucked, but still, I wanted more. And from where I was sitting, so did Chance. I wanted to wince from the pain. I wanted to know without a doubt, I couldn’t walk. I needed Chance to give me more. Getting on my knees, I gripped his cock and started to lower myself again. Before I could do what I wanted, he gripped my thighs and lifted me up. He turned around and dropped me so that my ass was at the edge of the seat. His hand pressed against my chest until I was leaning back against the seat.“What are you doing?” I asked.“My Luna isn’t satisfied, so how can I be?” He said nonchalantly as

Haunted House ~ NeoniMy body continued moving as Chance emptied himself. My lashes fluttered as my eyes closed. I caught my breath as I fell in and out of consciousness. This is what I wanted when I came here. There was nothing on my mind but breathing, the sheen of sweat that dripped down our bodies, and the feel of being filled. I don’t give a fuck about the consequences of my actions, the meaning behind Chance’s words, or anything outside of this room.There weren’t any alarm bells, no voice that told me what I needed to be worried about, only the feel of my cunt milking him. There’s a muffled sound and I almost don’t hear it. I struggle to pinpoint where the noise is coming from, barely turn my head through the haze of pleasure. Lips are on my nose, my jaw, my neck. Knocking. Someone is pounding on the door, or am I remembering that night?“Mm..”“Leave here and come away with me,” he whispers.“What?” I murmured.“Run away with me,” he asks. I dropped my head to his chest and sh