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Malachi said. Ignoring Malachi, the woman went on, “Piper, can you please help Rue out of her restraints and get her some water?” As Piper moved to do that, the woman extended her hand to Willow and nodded toward the last unnamed man in the room. “I’m Cash, and this is Hart. He’s a Primal Dom.” Willow shook Cash’s hand and nodded toward Hart. “Primal?” she asked. “I like to hunt,” Hart said. “Would you like me to hunt you, Willow?”

After a brutal exchange, the man lay sprawled on the ground, defeated. Hunter’s gaze shifted to a nearby table, where he spotted a nail gun. He grabbed it and turned back to the man. “What are you gonna do?” the man stammered as Hunter aimed the nail gun at him. “The problem isn’t your brain. It’s this,” Hunter said coldly, firing the nail gun at the man’s most sensitive area. The man screamed in agony, his cries echoing through the studio. Hunter tossed the nail gun aside and punched the man repeatedly.

Everything was perfectly kept. But even perfection has small flaws. Even when you're in control, you can still feel a deep wanting. It was one of those nights when I couldn't sleep that led me to search online. I looked at websites with names that sounded like secrets whispered in quiet, forgotten places. That's when I saw him. He wasn't advertised as a person, but as a "Perfect Companion." The ad said he was a Succubus, but the word didn't scare me. It promised he was handsome, loyal, and would meet all emotional needs. No returns or exchanges were allowed.

Silvio snickers. “She’s not my girlfriend.” Hunter states, avoiding eye contact with me. “You don’t honestly believe any of us actually believe you?” Silvio comments as he throws me at Hunter. Unable to move as he’s tied to a nearby chair, Hunter remains frozen in his spot, not once taking his eyes off Silvio.

of sexiness at this time of day, so early in the morning, my eyes couldn't handle it. He laughed heartily, "It's an eight pack angel, and please, you totally loved them. Can't you see the love bites you made on my body?" He said teasingly, voice light and full of happiness, so different from last night. Where he sounded all desperate, sad and depressed. "How many?" I asked groaning. He paused, "Twenty? Fifteen? More or less?" I groaned like a gorilla. "How many you have on me?" I could felt his snicker even though I can't see him, "Twenty-five." With his 'I totally won' voice. I slapped his torso, "Pervert." Regretting it as my hand turned red and distressed. "Said the girl who was

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

As they three start making subs, I head to my office to call Alpha Hunter. It rings four times before he answers. "Alpha Hunter here," he sounds tired. "Alpha Hunter, this is Alpha Tyler Savage from Savage Pack and Biker Club. I need to speak about your beta male and his mate",he pauses so long I thought he hung up. "Yes," he sounds worried now.

The hunter with my wrist, shorter, wiry, with a tattoo of a skull on his neck, laughed, forcing my hand around his zipper. 'Feels like she's game, boss. Look at her dripping all over the big guy's dick.' I was dripping, alright. My thighs slick with arousal, the hammock swaying wildly as Kane fucked me through the intrusion. The third guy, bulky and silent, hung back by the door, shotgun in hand, but his gaze was locked on my bouncing tits, nipples hard as pebbles from the cool rain seeping through the cracks.

I'm hit by a sharp wave of pain as he thrusts into me gradually it turns to pleasure as he thrusts faster,harder and quicker my brain tells me to fight him off and run but my body aches for more pleasure than ever,I've always been this kind of slut but tonight I feel violated, He turns me over to face him I watch his lips move closer aiming for a kiss,disgusted and irked I kick him in the groin causing him to fall and sprawl on the ground ,I reach for my jacket, he pulls me by my ankle I try kicking him off but he's holding on too tight, restless and impatient I reach for the gun just before me pulling the trigger without second thought, he stays still not moving seconds after blood come gus

"I know you, and I know you don't want to hurt anyone." He smirks. "You knew a boy. I'm a fucking man now, don't confuse the two. Understand?" He tilts his head to the side, and his large hand grabs my thigh, wrapping it around his waist. His hips thrust forward and his hard length presses into my clit just right. He pushes forward and his length spreads me open, filling me to the brink. "Camden Fucking Steele, celebrity by day, murderer by night." He drives his length into me so hard a moan spills from my throat as pressure builds in my toes and coils up my legs.