Rouge Kissing Tails Mga Nobela at Kwento

Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body. I reached up, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Our lips met, the taste of the rain on his lips. I parted my lips and slipped my tongue inside of his mouth, which was so warm and inviting. His hand tangled itself in my wet hair and pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together, the heat of his chest defying the cold of the rain. We stood there, kissing in the rain as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Raindrops pounded against the pavement, splattering against windows and shaking the baby leaves on the trees. I

Tormenting and teasing me as if in warning that something bigger was at play. Just then the ops door opened, and Rogue walked in with Lyric behind him. Duke immediately perked up in my mind, his tail mentally wagging at the smell and sight of his mate. I still couldn’t and didn’t want to get on board with the mate bond. Yet it was hard to ignore when she stood there with her head held high, her long hair tied in a ponytail that I wanted to wrap around my fist, and the tantalizing smell of peaches invading my every sense.

A rouge comes from behind her and surprisingly walks past her "There is the bitch right there' she says pointing at me. I can see the rouge look at me and growls. He comes at me and luckily dad was there just in time to injure his legs before it got to me. He at my mom in horror as she is smiling at him and suddenly everything happens in slow motion. As he is walking to my mom, the rouge whose legs he injured hopped up on his hands, jumped on my dad's back. My dad held the rouge by its arms and flipped him over his right shoulder, while midair the rouge twisted off dad's head from his body while at the same time my dad tore out its heart. Dad's head rolled to me as it was twisted off. I trie

I looked at Clarissa and grabbed her hand before following my Luna trying to calm myself. “About time Rouge.” Charlotte sneered from her seat as soon as I was in view. I didn’t understand why she was here but it was Char so it didn’t really surprise me. It looked as if she used this as a reason to buy a new dress because the light pink dress that clinged to her wasn’t one I had seen before. It made me so uncomfortable that she was only fifth-teen and she wore such things but I could tell the Luna had tried as she was wearing a fluffy white fur shawl which covered her a bit more. I sat as far as I could from her. “What are you doing Rouge?” The Luna’s question took me by surprise. “You need t

Lips and tongues collided as our bodies pressed together. His lips ventured from mine, kissing and caressing down the side of my neck until he found the super-sensitive spot just under my jaw and ear. The rough stubble of his chin scraped at my skin in the most tantalizing way, making me moan and writhe for more. Yet, the only thing I could do was to let my head fall back and drink in ever exquisite sensation of his mouth on my skin. I wanted more. So much more.

My hips involuntarily rise to meet his own as we find a rhythm together while our lips are still locked on one another. Breaking away from the kiss I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in closely. Erebus takes the opportunity to nip and lick at his marking on my neck that is now a fully healed silver moon. Thrusting my hips harder into his own, I whisper into his ear, “I’m ready.”

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

I asked. “What are you talking about?” “Well, with you coming into heat in a few short days, I thought you would need this time to prepare to score some”- I coughed out loud “Tail”, it was a poor use of a pun but I said it anyways. “What does my mating season have to do with Anything?”

The old creepy memories now replaced with sweet memories of our intensely soft kiss. Rogue rubbed my lower lip with exceeding pressure as he continued, "I will neither kill you nor slit your throat. I won't make pieces of your body and feed it to my dogs, tsk. That's the last thing I'll do to your tiny rebellious body. What I'll do is," He flipped me on bed and came on top of me. The fingers that were caressing my mouth now wrapped around my neck. He pressed and loosened his hold as he joined our foreheads.

Once I am three feet away, I slowly lie down, careful to inch my way forward until I feel his tongue flick across my forehead. Looking up in surprise, I see his deep brown eyes studying me for a moment, before he motions me to come closer, and so I do. I carefully move until I am lying beside him, his large fluffy tail coming to cover my body as he settles his head across my neck. The rogue accepted me and I can’t help the happy feeling that has my tail wagging gently. Feeling content, I close my eyes. …