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Firm. I closed my eyes. I tried to paint in my mind. The lines were still wrong. I opened my eyes. She was licking my underarm now. Her tongue traced the muscle. The hair. The scent of me. She moaned against my skin. Her hand never stopped stroking my cock. I reached for the sketchpad beside the bed. Charcoal in my other hand. I started to draw her. The line came out clean. Sharp. Alive. I drew her eyes. The way they looked up at me. Endearing. Devoted. I drew her mouth. The way her lips wrapped around my balls. I drew her hair. The way it fell across her shoulder as she licked my underarm.

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Nodding my head, I replied, “Yes, I understand that you would want to keep your secret hideouts away from me. I would not want to reveal my territory and its secret passages to a stranger either.” Garcia gave a small smile and opened the large paper roll and laid it out on the table. What caught my attention immediately was that it was hand drawn. It wasn’t the printed version that I had in my office or any other alphas that I had met. It was complete with drawings of trees, mountains, rivers, and other small things with names given to each major landmark in nice handwriting. It was beautiful to look at. “Have you created it?” Author's note: I have recently started my I*******m account and t

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because I read them when I was a freshman and now I'm listening to the audio version. I double the playback speed to finish the books in half the time. I'm currently on the third one, Eclipse. Since I've seen the movies before, I don't need to pay full attention. I begin sketching various things. First, a multicolored flower with an abundance of hues. Then, I use random circles to create something abstract. I'm not entirely sure what it is, but I know it's something. After this "warm-up," I flip to a new page and draw a depiction of myself walking down the aisle.

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One is smaller, like some kind of note, compared to the other. Nicoli must have drawn something. I guess it, feeling a warmth grow over my face. He is drawing for me again. I can’t help but leave it for the bigger one. But I barely need to open it before I let out a loud laugh. “Nicoli’s drawn another picture.” “Did he?” Mykhol goes, leaning closer but my words fall away. I find myself falling into the familiar shapes. The purple and brown figures that Nicoli keeps saying are us, are smiling.

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My chest rose and fell slowly. That room… those men…Rai wasn’t just dangerous. He was surrounded by danger. I walked to the bed and sat down, placing the sketchbook beside me. My fingers traced the cover again. A strange calm washed over me. I opened it. The drawing from earlier stared back at me. The lake. The trees. The quiet. For a moment, it felt far away. Like it never happened…Like I imagined it. I picked up a pencil and turned to a new page.