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As she carefully stroked my member once more, a soft, exploratory touch, I finally understood the sudden shift. Her understanding of werewolf sex drive limited to what her friends, Anna and Amy, might have tried to explain. At the moment, she was realizing the stark difference between human males and a werewolf’s aroused form. Her friends, equally green, had chimed in with half-baked advice and nervous laughter, none of them grasping what it truly meant but now, with my straining erection filling her hand, she knew this was vastly different from anything she’d ever seen in online videos.

Xander grinned as if this was top class entertainment. "How old are you, Luna?" he asked. "Seventeen," I replied. "Ah, so you still have a lot to learn?” he asked. I shrugged, “I guess.” “I hope your Alpha isn’t too hard on you?” “No,” I said, “He’s usually quite kind.” Xander nodded before turning to Leo, “How do you American Alphas discipline your mates? Do you beat her?” “No,” Leo said sharply. Xander nodded, “Women are to be cherished. No real man would lay their hands on their mate. Treat her well and everything else will follow.”

Wolf throws my phone at his Beta, who plucks it from the air with ease. I can’t watch Fletcher scroll through the messages, a growl leaving his lips, only getting louder the more he reads. “I’ll skin the bastard alive.” Damon joins him, taking the phone from his hands, his anger mixing with the other males in the room. The acidic taste from their energy is so heavy, I can barely swallow. Letting my feet guide me, I walk over to Xander, burying my face in his chest, inhaling his scent and trying not to let the exhaustion consume me. My desire to be next to him is getting more intense by the day.

Leah's point of view I was surprised when I heard Amoux and Damon were in the Red Moon Pack. I was going to stand up, but Alpha Brandon held my waist like he didn't want me to stop what we were doing. I can feel his hardness, knowing he has a long-hard cock behind his jeans. Shit! When did I start to act like a horny woman? Amoux is the only man that I had sex with. I know I almost had sex with Alpha Giovanni, but he stopped himself from taking me.

His thumb pressed hard into her nub, grinding it without mercy. Amber broke her own promise, she screamed his name as delicious waves of heat burned her body from the inside out. Her body spasms on the bed still earned her no mercy from his mouth. Grayson sucked on her opening, swallowing every last drop of her honey, feeling every last twitch and clenched of her pussy before he released her. Amber panted and turned to see Leo looking at her. But it wasn’t anger or hurt she saw on his handsome face, the wrinkles of his pillow still etched on his smooth cheek. He was bright eyed and offered her a smile.

Instead, I looked straight at him, still panting, and slowly rolled my hips once more, letting him see our wet cunts glide together. “Don’t go, Leo,” I whispered, voice husky with lust. “Stay.” Kimberly smiled wickedly, still grinding her soaked pussy lazily against mine. “She’s right. You don’t have to leave… In fact, we’d really love it if you joined us.” Leo stood frozen, mouth slightly open, eyes wide with disbelief. “You… you’re serious? Both of you?” I bit my lip and spread my legs a little wider, giving him a perfect view of our glistening, cum-slick pussies pressed together.

* Liam purrs. Xander scoffs. *It's actually my d**k not ours!* *I'm you and you're me, we're one..so it's our d**k!* Liam retort. Then Xander thinks about the first comment Liam made. *How do you know her pussy will be tight?* *She's a virgin!* Xander rolls his eyes. *Shut up! You horny wolf!* He shuts Liam off. He looks down at Alexa one more time and smiled.. then he took off.

My chest slammed into the spines of a hundred leather-bound books. "Ugh!" I groaned, the rough texture of the books scraping my skin. He didn't use a desk this time. He stepped up behind me, his massive body pinning me against the shelf. He didn't even take off his pants; he just unzipped, his hard, heavy dick pressing against the crack of my ass. He reached around, his large hand gripping my throat—not hard enough to choke, but enough to remind me who held the power. He spat into his palm, using the meager lubricant to roughly prep me with two fingers. I was already leaking, my cock pulsing with a mix of terror and sick, addictive excitement.

The Lycan king and Alpha Damilion are left shaking their heads. “How does he have so much power over her?” Alpha Damilion mumbles. My plan B failed. It is time for plan C. Xena needs a mate. Good thing I have a plenty of candidates to choose from. She has just laid down Xael when the Lycan king and Alpha Damilion shout Mate! Let’s see how she handles a harem of dominant, possessive steroid-filled men. “What?” she asks when the Lycan king’s canines sink on her right shoulder, and Alpha Damilion does exactly the same on her left.