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This guy is actually funny. “Sooo…” Trixie sidles up beside me. “Two mates, huh? How are you going to handle that? The king seems pretty possessive.” “Moments like this I regret not being able to lie,” I tell her. “But the truth is, the moment I turn eighteen, Mary will no longer be my mate. She’ll be with Steve—her true mate.” “Oh,” she says softly. “For a moment, I envied you for having two mates.”

He was defeated, and that made him feel humiliated. Filled with hatred, he chooses the most beautiful of the warriors to be his mate, but she is the pack's beta mate and is pregnant. That meant nothing to Jackson. He would possess her body and mark her by force. The beta would disown a woman whose body has been used and marked by another man. But Mary was a phenomenal warrior, and knowing that her offspring was in danger if she got raped, she used forces she didn't even know she had and managed to get rid of Jackson, leaving him knocked down on the floor.

she giggled. "Seriously, Mary," I said. "I know you guys have fun, but that's a mean word, and she doesn't deserve it." She actually looked at me with a sweet little expression. "Thanks." I waved off the subject. Then laughed. "I'll tell you why I freak out about it. There is this guy at my school. As far as my friends and I can tell, he was engineered in a vat at the headquarters of Summer's Eve." She laughed hard at that. "The world's biggest douche?"

"Start over? With you? Winona, do you honestly think that's possible?" I let the silence stretch for a beat before adding, "Also, it seems like Mr. Twain hasn't gotten a strong hold over you even after getting his dick enhanced nine times, huh? You're calling him a bastard already? That didn't take long." "He's… he's nothing! He's just a plaything! Jeff, you've always been the one I love!" Winona rushed to profess her feelings, her voice dripping with false sincerity that made my stomach turn.

Mary is crying and pulling the damsel in distress act, which I think is a poor choice on her part. “What is your name,” Alpha Jake asks, directing his question at Mary. “Mary,” she stutters. “I suggest you work on your form and step it up. I don’t tolerate weakness in my pack and as you know, I have no problem turning anyone into a slave if they cannot be useful any other way.” His words are cold and hold a tone that lets us all know he is not kidding. He is worse than his father. “You, what is your name,” he asks, circling around me.

“We need to know if we have to be gentle, or if you need something more.” She let out a shaky breath. “No, he didn’t at all. Honestly, he seemed disgusted by the idea of sex, which was fine with me. He had this grand plan to artificially inseminate me with his sperm and create another Trueblood and clone them, but he never made any sexual overtures.” “Maybe he’s asexual.” Marek offered the theory as he moved behind her, pushing her hair off her shoulder so he could nibble on her neck. “Maybe he’s impotent.” Kriss suggested that idea as he knelt before her, lifting her leg and resting her foot in his hand so he could start placing teasing nibbles up her thigh, headed toward her pussy.

she winked. Kane rolled his eyes, of course now he is talking like a man he is. He sighed, but why is he disappointed? "And when there are no girls, what are you going to do, you will switch over to men?" Although he asked that coolly, he couldn't control the loud thumping of his heart.

Tommy said, truly amazed. "Of course they do. Don't be so self-centered," Sue said almost in anger. Then her tone softened. "A man should be just as willing to use his mouth on a woman as having it done to him. A man that is good with his mouth will have a lot of girlfriends." Sue laughed a little self-consciously, feeling a little thrill go through her groin at the thought. As Tommy sat there thinking about that, he felt his already hard penis begin to pulse. It did sound like fun. "SSue," Tommy said, then hesitated.

I uttered. “No, no. I don’t mean it like that.” Mary was quick to defend herself. “Ambrose’s famous for being the bully and the guy who loves to start a fight and all of that, you know. He’s tough and very masculine that I just didn’t think he’s gay.” “You know I’m quite shocked too when he admitted that he likes me. But I have to say just because he’s rough and ripped that he can’t be gay.” I trailed. “Yeah I guess you’re right.” Mary nodded agreeing on my statement. “I only know a few gays in my life. Jessie and some of our seniors before and they’re all flamboyant and effervescent.” Mary admitted and I immediately understood her view.

I respond, still unable to shake the feeling he was undressing us with his eyes throughout our conversation. “But that Tim . . . he’s kinda cute, for a twenty year-old. Think he’s a virgin?” “Woman, you need serious help. Honestly, have you looked into Sexaholics Anonymous? Because you really have a problem . . . ” “Oh, come off your high horse,” Mary Sue responds, rolling her eyes. “I’m just making up for your prudish chastity.” I can say with absolute certainty this is the first time in my entire life anyone has ever referred to me as prudish. I can’t say how this makes me feel . . .