My Stepsister's Betrayal
Her voice is a breathy moan that is making me desperate for her again.
“As my mate and Alpha,” she whimpers.
I pull my hands between us and slice one of them with a claw, then open it, palm up in front of her as I continue my slow, torturous thrusts.
“I love you, Stephanie,” I say as she takes my hand in hers.
“And I love you,” she says, then licks my blood, binding herself to me in yet another way. The pack link connects, increasing the strength of our bond.
Instantly, I feel the packs recognition of the added strength in our pack, Stephanie’s strength. As I watch her, I feel the pack’s approval and appreciation of the woman she is, and they haven’t even gotten to know her yet.
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