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He slapped my cheek slightly and moaned. "So fucking tight. This pussy is mine. Mine and mine alone. I don't want to share. Oh, shit. I love the way your pussy clench around me...I am the only one who is gonna fucking this...just me and me only...(moans)...You are gonna squeeze the life out of my cock. Fuck you, fuck this shameless pussy. Fuck it...fuck." He rambled on and on. He was taking fun in my displeasure. He was enjoying himself but it hurts so bad.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

Sheer teal silk with gold embroidered cutouts. “What the fuck are you on about now? Why would it evolve? It’s not an anim-. Holy fucking shit…those old bats have lost their ever-loving minds. Yeah, that’s a fat fucking no. Might as well just bend you over the dining table with ‘Please Fuck Me’ written across your ass,” At first, the blond had sauntered through Azrin’s room to take a closer look at the offending raiment, before devolving into his usual happy place -Pissed.

Kieran came out wearing ripped jeans and a shirt with the two buttons on the top open. Kieran was lean and tall. His slender legs packed with muscled and his long hair fell on his shoulders. He was very handsome with his pitch-black eyes that would turn red whenever he fed. Shannon stood and admired him as he spoke with Tia and telling her that they are leaving and making arrangements as to when they will meet again.

" I grind, leaning in to say the words closer to his ears. No intimacy—that was what the contract said. He looks like he can't wait to have a taste of me, and he has forgotten our contract agreement. ‎

Jade's POV The week flew by without any advancements made in my 'seduce my brother's best friend' plan so I guess it was time to give up and find someone else, maybe Connor has a big package though he probably doesn't, well I'll find out at the party tonight. I curled my hair and put on a short, satin, navy blue dress that had a slit just right on my thigh, I don't really know how to apply make-up so I put on a little mascara and some clear lip gloss. I wore black boot heels and put on a matching black leather jacket then, went downstairs, passing Jonathan and Blake on the way to the door. "Whoa whoa whoa," he stopped me, "where the hell do you think you're going with that," he pointed at my

They underestimated my preference for chaos. A car idled near the shoulder—its engine an impatient growl. The hunters piled out, boots slamming gravel, flashlights stabbing like accusatory fingers. My mouth filled with the metallic tang of too-old blood at the same time I heard a laugh. Not a hunter's laugh. Different. It slid across the highway like someone who'd shown up late to a party and been disappointed to find it already in flames.

My nails tingled, as if something sharp was pressing to break free beneath them. Then it came, soft at first, then clearer, a growl inside my head. My wolf！ I felt her strength pressing forward, eagerly reaching out and answering his.

Not fast just furious (group chat) Jem: Dude.. Shade: What? Jem: You'd marry me if I asked. Jem: Right? Shade: I'd marry the shit out of you, man. Cutie ple: Aww thanks! I'd marry you too<3 Grumpy pants: Why the fuck are you asking??? Grumpy pants: And why is my name grumpy pants? Cutiepie: Lexie said she wouldn't marry me. Cutie ple: Oh, and she took my phone for a second there.

Lazhara didn’t wait for the word to finish forming. She exploded. A blur of green flame and motion. Her body collided with mine – hard. Pain cracked across my ribs as I hit the sand. Cheers erupted, the crowd chanting her name like it was sacred. “Lazhara! Lazhara!” I spat grit from my mouth and sprang up, adrenaline burning in my chest. My eyes caught the gleam of claws sliding from her fingers – long, black, deadly. Then I saw it. The shimmer on their tips.