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I gasped and fought against Hunter. He laughingly let me go. “Vanna it is only mating. We want to claim you before any of the other males do. We know we won’t kill you. But we fear that some of the others would.” “Especially Draven.” Racer said. “He can be a particular violent bastard with a sadistic bent for torment.” “Usually only when it’s warranted.” Hunter defended. Racer gave a grudging shrug. “Still, beating a man to death with your bare hands for snarling is a bit excessive.”

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

Thumb smeared the bead of liquid over the slit. "Fuck...Sandra.." His hips jerked. "Gonna make me come too soon if you keep that up." "I want you bare," I said, voice raw. "Want to feel every inch stretch me open." He froze for a second. Then nodded. "I'm clean. Tested last month. You?" "Clean. On the pill." I spread my legs wider. "Fuck me raw, Damon. Fill me up." A guttural sound tore from his throat.

It’s Hunter. He smirks, flashing off his additional gold teeth. The stench of cigarettes and sweat emanates from him, filling up the small space. The elevator lurches into a stop, but it doesn’t open. He casually moves in front of the door, in front of the buttons, his eyes sweeping up and down my body. “The new look suits you, Melissa,” he says sweetly, like we’re friends. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. When was the last time? Was it when I rammed into your car and set you on fire?”

The pack is silent. Finally, I take one step back and kneel, lowering my head. I wait for my Alpha to come out and congratulate me. He steps forward and nods, and the others all cheer. They quickly disperse, leaving me alone in the circle when suddenly, I hear someone approaching. As I turn, my stomach drops. It is my most hated enemy, Mallory. She loves Drake and despises that he likes me. “Hi, Sasha,” she says, sneering. “It’s time you and I had a talk about Drake.”

Ash said, pointing at the sofa in front of him. Great. Just perfect. As if I could possibly avoid his stare now... Not saying a word, I walked toward the sofa and sat down like he wanted me to. Hunter sat beside me. "Is that her?" I heard a taunting voice. It was one of the unfamiliar men who said it, the one with gray hair. I shifted my eyes to him and saw distaste paint his expression. His gray eyes scanned me from head to toe. "She looks weak, and I can smell her fear." His eyes lingered on my chest for another second, and his lips began to curve in an obnoxious smile. "I believe that she could be a good fuck though." My blood boiled, and I wished I could control my powers and use them to

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

“Wrong fairy tale, asshole.” Every head snapped toward me. The pretty vampire smiled, fangs bright as neon. “Riley Kane. The last hunter. You’re late.” I pulled the trigger. Salt rounds exploded across the front row. Vamps screamed, skin bubbling. I vaulted the bar, rolled, came up with the stake already flying. It punched through Pretty Boy’s heart mid-laugh. He turned to ash before he hit the floor. Chaos. Fangs everywhere. I moved like Dad taught me (salt, silver, fire, repeat).

[3rd Person's POV] "Ohh. Ahh," Katalina expressed her moans with emotions. Hunter looked at her. He could tell that his girlfriend is enjoying what he was doing. Hunter opened his mouth. And hardened his tongue as he licked the nib of Katalina's nipples. Her body quivered. "J-Jesus!" She squirmed in ecstasy. At the back of his mind, Hunter was triumphantly smirking. He sucked Katalina's nipples like a baby, milking his mother's milk.

“It might be too much for you but you can suck all you like.” “I would, but I already ate,” Hunter said as she pressed the small tubular taser against his abdomen and watched as his body jerked. It wasn’t enough to put him on his ass but it was all Hunter needed. “Motherfucker! Who the fuck do you think you are! Sucking your cock? I’ll show you who’s cock to suck!”