Tales of the Broken Queen
"I'm sorry"
"I'm not going to take sorry from you, Eleanor, I want something else" I whispered huskily, my eyes boring into hers, then traveling down to her lips.
"Wh… what do you want?" She asked nervously and before she could process what happening, my lips met hers. My hand pulling her close by her waist as the kiss went deeper.
I expected her to push me away but she didn't. Instead, her hands went around my neck, sending excitement down my groin.
I deepened the kiss and she moaned silently, making me rock hard with need.
She surprised me by kissing me back, matching my every pace as my tongue played with hers....
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Eleanor was the weakest werewolf in her pack and wa
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