THE ROYALTY OF WOLFES
Natpossessive werewolf mate fanfictionfinding her true matechasing his scentless matewerewolves going crazy over me
I don't know who invented it; the kiss, I mean, but it was certainly genius, because I can't imagine anything more delicious than that, than that soft, gentle touch that seems to spread all over your body right down to your toes.
I am vaguely aware of some things as Miguel Tarus's lips cover mine; I smell the burning candles that surround us, the crackle of the lit fireplace, the whistle of the cold wind that passes through the open window, and the smell of him, the Wolf King. It's delicious, and now it's so close that it seems to invade my nose and go to the center of my chest.
I've never been kissed like this, so I have nothing to compare it to, although I feel and know that I wouldn't wan
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