Novel & Cerita Angel Fangs Piercings

Her eyes scan the room and as soon as they land on me, she closes the distance. “My angel!” She runs into me and pulls me into her arms. Her familiar scent hits me, warm and grounding, and suddenly I can’t hold it anymore. Tears spill over. “I’ve got you,” she murmurs, her voice steady against my hair as she carasses it. Dad walks towards Bronze, his gaze filled with anger. “All alliances between the Silver Fang Pack and the Iron Claw Pack are hereby broken,” he announces, his voice carrying across the hall like a war drum.

"Yes, yes!" Angel screamed, her fingernails elongating into claws as she dragged her fingers over the rug, leaving deep gouges in the expensive material. Still Layon continued until he heard her panting as though she couldn't take much more. He'd lost count of how many times she'd cliJasoned and the lazy-eyed, sated expression upon her face told him he'd done his job well. With one more thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, spilling his essence into her, hoping that one day it might take root and they might produce the next alpha of the Silverdale pack.

I was too distracted by it that I hadn't even noticed what was bothering me all this time. "It's perfectly healed, Angel," He replied with a deep sigh escaping his lips. We stared at each other awkwardly, and he made sure to keep his distance away from me. "What were you trying to do earlier, mark me?" I asked tentatively. He rushed to dissuade my worries, attempting to come closer but took a step back when I shuffled father into the bed. "Nox is primal and he doesn't understand the situation fully, He just wants to be bound to you forever," He replied. "And please call me Xeros"

I laughed as we walked towards the restroom, “I told you to skip biology and get this over but no, you want to be hard-headed, now look at you.” “Shut up,” she said weakly as I pushed open the restroom door. I barely rolled up my sleeve as Janea bared her fangs, the pointed canines pressing into her bottom lip and making an indention, her eyes becoming slivered and a glowing shade of yellow, her painted nails sharpening into claws. She chomped down on my arm and no amount of healing or durability can take away the pain of being bitten by a hungry vampire. “Whoa! Take it easy Janea! That actually hurt,” I exclaimed.

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

Mira curiously wondered. “No, just around Luca and his family.” Angel honestly answered as looked at her curiously to what Mira was thinking all of a sudden. “Hmm…I think I could help you with it…but…it will cause of marking you completely…” she went blunt on Angel who immediately defended himself. “What? Can we not do that?” Angel sounded like a whining kid and Mira chuckled before pinching the tip of his nose. “I am not offering on making love. I said marking permanently. Bite mark.” Mira cleared and Angel was totally blushing in embarrassment.

I chewed my lips anxiously, cautious to not draw any blood. A friendly looking waiter's eyes met mine as I flashed him a weak smile, not moving from my position. Angel's was a trendy, affordable place with a live band every day at this hour and an open patio for people who wished to dance or dine outside. The place was dim with only fairy lights yet not dark enough that I could not be seen by Logan. At a table to the far right, I saw Cath and my friends seated, their giggles and murmurs mingling with the melliflous songs played and sung by a handsome boy band on the stage right next to their table.

My body now in a familiar X pose as my arms wind up being secured to the headboard and my legs to the foot board of the bed. Colorful words still leaving my mouth even as I continue to struggle within my bindings hoping to get free. Unaware of Angel as she moves to return securing a ball gag between my lips as she does. Caleb holding my head when I refused to open wide. My eyes silently spotting a huge, massive scar along the side of Angels head making me wonder how she ended up getting that.

I knew that because I had seen it done before. Angel sliced open the side of her top to give her access. The spike was shoved in without warning. Maxine’s mouth opened in a silent scream because of my sexy mate’s command. “There we go,” she said, taking a close look at her handiwork. “Lets try again. I still have three more spikes to go. So, answer my damn question.”

“Listen to how wet you are. Filthy sounds.” “Yes—fuck!” Angel pushed back, moaning into the pillow. “Deeper. Stretch me Alpha. I need your knot again.” He ripped his pants down. His thick cock slapping against her ass. “Is this what you crave?” In one thrust he buried himself, balls-deep, groaning at her tight heat. “Still so fucking swollen from breeding you last night. Your cunt’s sucking me in like it owns me.” Angel cried out, gripping the sheets as he pounded her. Skin slapped loudly. “Harder, Alpha! Make me feel it all day.” She reached back, spreading herself wider. “Breed me again. Put more pups in me before your precious Elara shows up.”