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he mind links me as I shake my head, won’t I? I pass by several couples watching them for a moment, trying to pick out a beauty for tonight. I come across one of my delta’s and his mate as she sucks his cock. Mmm, she is really getting into that. It looks like I have found a winner. “Fuck Baylee, no wonder you always walk around with a grin on your face,” I tell him menacingly. His dazed gaze flits to me with a flicker of fear.

“If you want me to go slower, you say yellow.” His favorite color. She nodded. Gabe went on, “And if you want me to stop completely, you say white. Okay, baby?” “Okay.” “Run it by me again.” She repeated his instructions to him. He reached over her and tied her hands against the headboard of the bed. “The v-v-vibrator is still wo-wo-working,” she stammered. “I know,” was his calm reply. “O-orgasm,”

I bent over slightly, holding myself up against the tile wall as the hot water poured around us. Within a moment, he was back inside. I let out a groan as the pleasure rose in me once again. This was the first time we’d done anything like this in the shower, but I liked it. It was unconventional and sexy. It was new and adventurous. Gabe’s hands slid over my skin, which was now slick with water. He touched my breasts, gliding his fingers over them as they swayed below me. It wasn’t more than a few minutes before I heard Gabe let out groan. I looked over my shoulder, watching his face contort and flush as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He was about to climax.

We both hold the chair at the same time. “Babe who is she?” the girl asks. “Kisha stop calling me Babe. That girl beside you is my mate and the Luna of my pack. She’s Slade Angel, remember?” Gabriel says. Finally, he introduced me to this girl and I remember her, she’s our pack doctor’s daughter. Kisha. She changed a lot. The timid, shy girl is now bold and what can I say, hmmmmm. Liberated? Judging by her looks and how she dresses up, she’s like the second version of Danna.

She froze for a few seconds, and when she came to, she tapped his face. "Babe ?" Tap "Babe ?" Tap "Baby please your scaring me. " Shake." My love, this is not funny. Please wake up. " Sniff sniff "Baby" " Please.. babe.. wake up" fully shaking him as she starts sopping. " BABE PLEASE !!"Wake UUPPP!!" Feeling for his breath but nothing. Feeling for a pulse still nothing. "No, baby, please dont leave me." My love, please !!"

The steam takes over the air and I see Gabe taking his t-shirt off leaving him only in his boxer shorts. I can see his cock peeking through the fabric. He takes them off and his cock stays beautiful erect pointing at me. Gabe walks into the shower and presses my front against the cold shower wall while his free hand caresses my ass. His lips attack my neck making my pussy drenched already. His hand smacks my ass as his cock finds its rightful place between my legs teasing me. Gabe pulls my hair making my head dart back. “You’re being a very bad girl” - he whispers in my ear and I feel my stomach flutter with anticipation.

As I closed my eyes, ready to place a kiss on her lips, “Ahhh,” she yelled, and I snapped my eyes open at her sudden scream, only to see her covered in eggs, yolk dripping down her face and clothes. Turning to my left side, I saw Gina holding a small basket filled with eggs and a triumphant smile on her little face. “Who the fuck are you? How dare you throw eggs at me?” She screamed at Gina. “Me? Hmmm, I'm his wife-to-be,” Gina replied, causing me to chuckle.

My grip on the sheet loosened and I held it closer before it could fall. “Nu-uh, none of that,” Gabe said, pointing to Shane’s hand. “I mean this with as much respect as possible. Keep all spicy business to a minimum, if possible and sir, can you put your third leg away? It’s kind of distracting,” Gabe said flirtatiously as he pushed a strand of dirty blonde hair behind his ear. My cheeks flushed as my gaze darted to my right. My eyes locking on the very large cock that stood between his legs. “Oh my fucking Godde—” Odis coughed as he pretended to stare at something interesting out the window.

His smile turned to one of concern and his face became serious. “What do you mean? You said you never got the shifting gene, so you can’t be seventeen.” My eyes widened at his words. That wasn’t what we were told in school. My voice started to come out shaky as thoughts began racing through my mind. “What are you talking about? That’s basic shifting. We learn that as children when we start school. If a Shifter has not transformed by their sixteenth birthday, then it means the shifting gene is absent, and they were cursed to live as humans.

Luka sat by the window shirtless as he smoked his cigarette. "Baby,” he called, and she felt nervous. His calling her that name always awakened the desire in her. “Why am I here?” She asked boldly. The last time he called her fun, did he want to have fun again? Luka stood up and walked towards her; she stayed rooted as she decided not to be intimidated by him anymore. He got close and pulled her to his arm, her hands resting on his chest as she glared at him. “What are you doing?” she asked with a low tone.