Renegade Wolves
Now that need had grown and festered, and the alpha's daughter had done nothing but make me want to fuck that irritation out of my system.
Poor Bailey didn’t know what she had walked into. Without so much of a word, once we cross the threshold of my apartment, I throw her over the arm of the couch. Hiking her skirt up, I can she isn’t ready to take my cock. I spit on my fingers and rub her opening harshly.
The little she-wolf jumps at the harsh pressure, “Gabe,” She gasps when she feels my thick digits invade her pussy. I withdraw them, spit on them again, and wipe it all over her hole once more.
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