The Grumpy Alpha and His Chubby Mate
Between my legs, a totally foreign, warm sensation tingles—something that hasn't made an appearance in my body in longer than my wolf can remember, completely awakening my inner lady parts.
He positions our bodies this way and that way for the flashing stones. A bright Hollywood smile stretches across my painted lips, but my grumpy fake boyfriend remains completely true to his usual form. I suggested earlier that he should make a real effort to look happy, but the only thing my wolf got from him was a dubious, dark stare. What would it actually take for this giant, grumpy beast to smile for real?
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