AngelineI needed to feel alive. I needed Grant and his hands on me, his kisses and that hardness pressed against my pussy. Well, it should feel even better inside, right?Grant’s hands reached to my hips and he squeezed them deliciously hard, his tongue caressing mine as he sucked my lips in a rough way. Damn! I really liked wild Grant! He nibbled at my lips a couple of times and his lips travelled down to my neck. He took his time kissing my skin, leaving a heated way of nibbles and licks. Once again, his kisses made my birthmark tingle, the warm and sweet sensation radiated through my body, making me feel giddy. Leaning up, he pulled his shirt off, revealing all those defined muscles I’d caught myself drooling at more than once. My eager fingers ran from his muscular shoulder to his rippled six-packs, taking their time tracing the way of hair from his belly button to the hem of his boxer shorts. Do people call it the pathway of heaven? If not, they should, especially in his case.

AngelThe metallic smell of blood had my stomach turning as I rushed to the girl bound to a chair, a ball gag on her mouth and crimson moisture coating her grey dress and white blond hair. Her eyes were closed, even though I was pretty sure she wasn’t unconscious, dead, or sleeping.Without hesitation, I elongated my nails into Dora’s sharp claws and broke the chain around her neck. I braced myself to the upcoming burning sensation touching the metal would bring, but nothing came. It wasn’t of cursed-silver, but something else.“Angie, she might be dangerous. She is a vamp. Help her and run.” Cal’s words had me gasping. Since when were my black wolf cautions? She might have unintentionally taken Gran’s advice to her furry heart. Her mouth curled up onto an annoyed snarl.“She isn’t dangerous,” Dora reassured me. I didn’t know how she knew it, but I trusted her instincts. Besides that, something warm radiated from my birthmark, washing me over with sweet tingles. Weird!Even if the vam

AngelineTingles skittered around my body, concentrating on my birthmark and my pussy, filling me with a warm and delicious sensation.Both wolves were howling like crazy in my mind, as if getting a dick-stick was the most wonderful thing in the world. Grant’s cock is pretty awesome, but…“No, but, Angie-girl. You know I am not like Dora there, who goes soft for any attention from Stormy, but that dick is everything. Ride it and stop thinking.” Cal’s words were everything but expected.He thrust deeper, delivering Cal’s point home and to my cervix. Okay, okay, that’s something worth howling for.As I opened my eyes, my lips rounded in a gasp at the sight of shining points bubbling around Grant. Damn, my hallucinations only made him more handsome. My numb heart raced with every time he pumped in, pulsing everywhere in my body as if the broken thing was leaking, but its pulse was stronger in my pussy. So very strong. The clamping hole was having one heart attack after another, and was a

Angeline“Lily?” Grant cupped my face, coaxing me to look at his worry-creased eyes. “What time is it?” My voice was so hoarse that I sounded like a horror movie apparition. Well, I could certainly be one. I’ve been dead and so on, which is pretty much the main requirement for any ghost job.“It’s 7:00 p.m.” My eyes burst open. Damn, I was becoming a were-sloth. Before I could say anything, Grant started as his fingers wandered down my messy hair. “It’s good that you could rest. A doctor came to examine you and she said that you are healthy and your wound is starting to close properly. The healing rate is rather slow, but there is nothing to worry about. You just have to sleep and eat well to regain your strength.” Seemed like Grant’s dick unlocked my healing function and my body kicked the darkness out. My hoe-hole was right the whole time, and he has indeed got a magical wand.“So I’m getting better, a little less fucked up,” I huff out a humourless laugh. The darkness was gone

AngelineGrant looked intently at me, his eyes filled with so much emotion, with something I could only call love. Howly wolf! When he said the l-word, I almost had a heart attack, and not one in my pussy this time.“You aren’t alone anymore, Lily. You don’t have to fight so hard," he said softly. Fuck, I was so lost into the fighting mode thing that I couldn’t stop fighting myself or my feelings. Swallowing down a few tears, I tried to breathe through the pain. It was crazy that crying like a pup or spilling out the words once buried in the depths of my chest didn’t bring me a crushing feeling of shame. It rather had me feeling light, as if an elephant had just sat up from my chest and I could finally breathe.“Grant I…” Great, now I was stuttering like an idiotic pup. I wanted him too, and I didn’t want to fight it, maybe fight him sometimes for the fun of it, but I couldn’t battle this thing in my chest any longer. It made me feel alive while pretty much anything else had me fee