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Damn Nami! _______

Monica remembered that this should be the name of this girl. Nanami is a petite teen girl with average height and build, standing at 158cm. She is beautiful and has a D cup. She has a fair and light complexion, long, straight, brown hair that is usually tied up into a ponytail, and she has goldish-brown eyes. Looking at Nanami, Monica felt confused, wondering whether this heroine had a cataract or something. In truth, except for "Yasashi" (kind), he didn't see Sorata's charm points, or rather, there was nothing besides this "Yasashi".

the girl said, and she stepped back enough for me to see her. She was a similar size to me, but more petite, a little less muscular. Her skin tone was dark, the same as Mustapha’s, and she had braided hair, which she wore pulled up on her head into a high ponytail. Her face was sweet: she looked young and excited, with wide brown eyes and a big smile. “Hi,” I grinned; her joy was infectious. “It’s nice to meet you.” “And you! Sammy has been waiting to find you, like, forever. Moping around the pack house, giving these big doe eyes at us all the time. Oh! I’m Nami, by the way,” she added, with a loud and abrupt laugh.

One night together might ruin them both. Chapter One The Man Who Eats Alone The hum of soft jazz floated in the air like heat rising off a simmering skillet. Candles flickered low in shadowed sconces. The restaurant had no name on the door. No phone number. No website. Just coordinates whispered between mouths that knew better than to speak too loudly. It was called Neri—but only among those who’d earned the right to say it.

I called out, I flinched a little when she nuzzled my leg such a good girl crouching down I scooped her in my hands, stroking her lovely brown fur. Navi is a fox but she's just not any feline; she's a cerumen shape shifter; she can take any form of animal, Her kind had gone extinct. She was the last one, she chose me as her keeper and she's currently my best friend and when my wolf was down she was my ride ,she had the ability to understand human language but cannot communicate back. "Navi I need a pretty horse let's go for a ride through the forest after stroking her one last time I stepped back so she could change to my favorite form

Against her thigh she cold feel the hot, hard length of his swollen cock as it impressed itself on her body, make his unmistakable need known to her. His hands skimmed her body, igniting little fires of their own every place they touched. Her skin suddenly felt too tight for her body, and too hot. Need, sharp and bright, coursed through her. "I love your nipples." He swiped a tongue over one of them, then scraped it lightly with his teeth. "I love how hard they get for me, so fast. They taste like ripe little berries."

he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. “If you don’t touch me, then I have to use your hands to do it for you,” I replied, a mischievous smile playing on my lips. Hollis chuckled softly, his fingers tracing patterns on my pebbled nipple over my shirt, cringing his thump over the sensitive skin. “Well then, I guess I’ll have to keep my hands busy,” he said, his gaze intense as he leaned in for another kiss.

For the first time in months, the cold inside me stopped. This man was sweet. Maybe he was my mate and he would change everything about me. Afterward, I lay shaking against his chest, trying to catch my breath. His fingers went through my rough, unkempt hair. “I enjoyed you, mate,” he whispered, his deep blue eyes soft yet really possessive. “You are stronger than you realize, Annie. Sleep now and regain your strength.” His words cut through the warmth I was feeling in my body. I tried to push myself up, but my limbs were hard as stone. “Wait… what is your name? What pack do you belong to?”

Instead of waiting for me to get up, he took a step closer, placed his hands firmly but tenderly on my waist, and effortlessly lifted me off the chair. For a moment, I just froze, hands resting on my neck, cheeks burning. “Uh, thanks,” I mumbled. Travis smiled slightly, a knowing look in his eyes as he gently set me down. My heart was pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. Before I could gather my thoughts, Nami suddenly exclaimed, “Oh my! What’s this? Why are there red ants here?” Her eyes were fixed on me, and then she added with a teasing laugh, “So early in the morning and you two are already being sweet!”

"I don't get it... isn't that a good thing?" We could've been together the whole day. She clawed my back with her fingernails, pulling at my shirt. "That's not..." But I'm not complaining. "What is it? What happened for you to throw such a fit?" I'm honestly surprised at how long this has lasted. I mean... "It's NOT a fit! SHE was selected to do it instead!" She. Ah, Shinohara Tamami. Widely known as Hami. She seems to be doing well for herself compared to middle school.