The Lycan's Runaway Bride
I hate myself for letting it get like this.
“I’m not afraid,” Ruby says haughtily, tilting her chin up and glaring at me from down her nose. She folds her petite arms across her chest, which causes her breasts to push together. It makes me hard.
“Good,” I answer quietly, stopping a few feet away. Her scent is stronger now than it ever has been, indicating that her wolf is very close.
“Did you need something?” she asks quietly, looking down at her feet.
I don’t answer. Her scent is too strong, and I can’t control myself. I reach for her and pull her in roughly, pressing my lips against hers. Her breasts push against my abdomen, which only makes me more aroused.
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