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The younger teen smiled up at the older boy as their lips crushed together in a heated frenzy as much as their bodies had. The older teen couldn't seem to get enough of the tight warmth and the intoxicating scent that came off the younger teen in waves as he continued to pump his hips between the younger lad's thighs drawing out each and every moan and hiss from the pursed lips of Casey Peterson in the middle of his living room floor. The sounds of the television playing continued as the naked lads continued to indulge in the all-consuming rut they'd experienced only when in each other's company.

Some girls have got such front and they think that dudes like Denver and I are just there as objects, some kind of trophy guy to be with or say they slept with. “Go on, get.” I tell her my voice low and mean. I throw her daggers. “Suit yourself, lover boy. But, if you ever need some tight, hot, wet pussy; you be sure to come and see me. I’m your girl.” She saunters off and just the sight of her makes me want to throw up. “Is she for real?” Denver says. Tobias is grinning. “Boy, you really did pick them, right.” I have to agree with Tobias right now. That’s what happens when you’re a fucking horny teenager and need sex like it’s going out of fashion.

I glanced back, saw that he was waiting for me to repeat it. "Yes, sir," I whispered, finding saying those two words really fucking hot. Yes, I wanted him to be my teacher in more than just Math. Mr Landon's P.O.V. Holy shit! Sweet Hannah! She's the kind of girl every other female mostly hated because of her popularity and also wanted to be like and the one guys wanted fuck. I balled my hand into a fist when I felt my blood start to boil. Just the thought of boys her age wanting to fuck her made me want to break or punch something. I got riled every time I heard about a senior party, about all the cute boys they'd met.

"Just don't go wild during your heat." "Vampires have heat too?!" Scarlett jaw-dropped. Her pale cheeks started to ignore in a rosy blush at the thought of having intimacy. And mostly recalling the lewd scenes from stories she's read and how the main character encounters a heated situation with the love interest. "B-but...I just turned eighteen! I can't be...doing 'it' already."

The click-clack of a woman's high heels approaching the confessional stall gave the priest an unarguable guess of his next penitent's gender. The door swung open and almost immediately, the fragrance she wore stole the atmosphere. Fr Gregory became the curious cat. Well, he has always been. Then the overwhelming and compelling need to see this woman whom reminds him of Rose of Rome. This penitent who was there for absolution and whose fragrance reminds him of the years he hoped to spend his youth on the thighs of Rose an Italian beauty queen. Some how, this fragrance evoked feelings of sensuality and hot coitus desires even though it felt wrong at the moment.

His big arms wrapped around me like he wasn’t letting go anytime soon. The dorm was waking up outside — doors slamming, guys yelling, showers running. But in here it was just us, sweaty and sticky and completely hooked. The hottest night of the summer had turned into the start of something nasty and constant. Roommates with benefits. And I already couldn’t wait for the next time the heat hit and Connor decided to breed me again.

she asked. “He has a normal temperature, he is not hot,” she said. “Are you kidding me right now? What century are you from? If a guy is hot, it means he is sexy and handsome.” “I have a lot of stuff to teach you. Do you have a phone so I can add you up on the media?” “Yes, but I’m still struggling to use it.” “It’s simple,” I could hear Aria explaining to her, and then giggling about stuff on the phone.

Both my mind and my heart was a mess. Why did I suddenly feel so hot? Is it related to my coming birthday? I remembered two of my classmates who had their 18th birthday last month complained about feeling hot from time to time, and one of them broke into high fever thrice in a short span of a week. But this was because they had wolves. What about me? “Here…. This is, I guess, the last scoop.” I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Gabriel who was now sitting beside me with a bowl of ice-cream.

But I guess plans don't mean much when you're tackled into a truck with sweet talk by lunatics. Off to the side, Tess, Monica, and Jane were already knee-deep in one of their favorite debates: who was the hottest guy on base. "Don't lie, Jane. You know who it is," Tess said, arms crossed. "You just won't admit it because you're used to him. You're close to him through Trevor and Greg." "I don't think he's—" Jane started. "Don't mind her, girl. She's living in denial," Sophia interrupted. "Everybody knows the hottest guy on base is Liam freaking Evans," Monica declared, throwing her hands in the air like she was announcing the arrival of a king. "That man is a walking Greek god."

Eventually it changes Main characters: ● Philip Bassett: He is one of the four who are cursed and also one of the main male leads of the story. He is a nineteen (19) year old high schooler of lean build with chocolate brown hair and matching eyes He's a lycanthrope, a werewolf subclass; his abilities include speed, superhuman strength and an increased sense of smell. He possesses no special ability. ● Jude Carson: He is a delinquent. The wild, crazy and wreckless one of the four with a devil may care attitude towards life. He's also nineteen years old, a highschool dropout yet extremely intelligent when the