Novel & Cerita Victorious Christmas Tori

I pushed his head back where it was, his blade-alike canines pressed against my skin once again bringing a gigantic wave of emotions and trickling warmth along. "Are you sure?" He asked. "Yes," I whispered in his ear, "Claim me." His thrusts sped up, his grip on me tightened, and then his canines punctured my skin. The tinge bit of pain turned into a flame of ethereal emotions, the peace and serenity ran down my veins, a surreal calmness entrenched into my skin whilst Hunter let go of his release followed by my orgasm. He withdrew his canines and licked his mark, the sparks were then only a scintilla now was a never-ending blaze.

3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR! The cheers were deafening as everybody in that party began to dance the night away as they welcomed the start of a more hopeful and prosperous year for their pack. And we wish the same for you all! * * * Dear reader, if you want to know more about V and Siel’s story, feel free to search for “Her Christmas Wolf” by Myrrh D. Keizer. May we at Silvercrest see you again this coming Valentine’s Day for the Gamma and his mate’s love story.

I could not be any prouder of her than I was in this exact moment. I shook my head and held my hand out for her. She took it without any hesitation. “Good fucking job, babe,” I told her, dropping a kiss on her head. It was obvious the moment that the snar dropped because Tori’s hand covered her mouth. She would remember that she spoke the truth but not why. We could feel Alpha commands, but snars were different. The individual did not remember being under any influence. Tori attempted to flee, but Chris had her hands cuffed behind her back before she could even take one step. He was a goofy guy who could charm his way into anyone’s heart, but he never played when it came to fucking with me o

Tears flowing from his closed eyes were immersing in his hair. "Sh….Shah, m…..my s….son." Sikandar Shah opened his eyes looking at the pale face of his mother. But very soon he averted his eyes. "Sh…..Shah I…. I…." "Mom, you know what, when do we face a big defeat? When the enemy is in front of you and you are completely ready to defeat him, there is a step distance between your win and the defeat of your enemy. But….in that distance comes the biggest well-wisher, the dearest person of your life by giving you the swear of her life rooting your feet at that very place. She stops you in such a way that neither you can move forward nor can you wipe yourself in this hatred. And mom, this defeat

"Before she decides half the dinner belongs to her." "Of course, Mom," Oliver said. "Mr. Brown would panic if he knew I left her alone on Christmas. And I promised I'd be there for the birth." Tori, already seated with a glass of wine in hand, watched the whole scene with the effortless elegance that seemed to be her trademark. She wore a deep red dress that complemented her fair skin perfectly, and her hair was pulled back into a low chignon that screamed sophistication. "At least she's well-behaved," she commented, taking a sip of wine.

One soft click. The picture came out tasteful but teasing, enough to make him grin. She smiled, selected Darren’s name, hit send. Then tossed her phone onto the bed and poured herself a glass of cheap red wine. Next week, she'd have her bags packed, ready to head to Maysville, the small town she'd grown up in for Christmas. Her holiday plan was just perfect! Her playlist hummed to life; jazzy, lazy Christmas tunes filling the air. For the first time all day, her shoulders relaxed. She even started humming along, thinking about what tomorrow morning would look like. Morning pancakes, bad movies, Darren’s laugh…

It was as if Tori wanted to drive home one more time that she had my wife beaten in every category. Looks, body, sex appeal. And if these things were the only thing that mattered, she was surely the victor. But she wasn't. I looked at her, sitting there so confident, so convinced that she had won. The smug look on her face was almost enough to just make you want to put her in her place, but her smooth, sexy breasts, just bursting from her slim body, barely contained by her bra, was enough to take a step back.

I couldn’t help the wide grin that appeared on my face. “Sweetheart, I understand that you are responsible for my quick healing of the poison?” She glanced her eyes up at me before slowly nodding. I chuckled and smiled even wider. “I can’t tell you how proud I am of you! You saved me, my little bumble bee. I don’t think I can hold it any longer!” “Alpha?” Victor asked as he stepped up to the bed and put an arm around Tori’s waist. “I think it’s time!” Tori looked wide-eyed at me with her jaw dropped.

I have to admit, now I was getting extremely worried. Tori look down at her hands that she was playing with and after a few seconds, which seem longer, she look at me. "I don't know how to tell you this. I'm...um...I'm a lesbian." She finally said. I felt like a big load has been lifted from my chest as I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding. "Tori, you scared me. I thought you were going to tell me that you are pregnant or have cancer or something." I said as relief wash over me. "Girl, I don't care who you are attracted to. That doesn't matter. You are Victoria, my best friend, and that would never change."

She smiled and walked over to the kitchen. Just as she left the room, the front door burst open. "Now, the party don't start till I walk in!" Tori yelled. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses that said 2013 and a black Michael Jackson-like hat. She was holding a speaker in her hand that was playing Kesha.