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I leaned back in my big leather chair and let out a slow breath, noticing that the office felt too quiet without him. Aiden. He was pretty. With that gentle face and that hidden body whuch I caught glimpses of when his clothes shifted just right. It had been months of this. Moths of torture just looking at him and wanting him from the shadows. And I wanted him so bad it hurt. But I kept it locked down. All of the feelings. He didn't know I was gay. Hell, I didn't even know if he was and that was why I was still brooding over this instead of making a move.

Emily asked when she saw him. "It's nothing urgent. I just want to ask where Megan went," he replied anxiously. "Megan's already left. She said her mate found a new job in the South Kingdom and that she's taking their pup to join him. It's hard for her to raise a pup alone, so I agreed. Didn't you know?" Jason clenched his fists—he never could have imagined she'd have a mate in the South Kingdom. A child called out, "Mommy, come quick! My doll's dress isn't finished yet! Daddy said he's going to make me a warrior doll to protect my doll!"

The wet heat of her mouth clashed with mine, a desperate tangled mess of lips and teeth. We held onto each other like drowning people while the wood of the desk vibrated beneath our bare backs. The scent of the room was thick, heavy with the sharp, musk smell of two dominant wolves completely taking over the space.

No girls who play baseball ever complained about having to wear tight pants, but I couldn't help feeling a bit self-conscious. "You always look like you're thinking," Charlotte said, causing me to turn my head to her. The laptop screen cast a glow on her face. My heart lurched forward when she didn't look away. Her eyes seemed like they couldn't decide between green or blue. If I leaned another inch forward, not only our thighs were met but our lips too. It began to feel as if there was a magnetic pull coming from her. But suddenly I heard Stefanie's big voice as she barged into the room.

Heather the cheerleader answered me and I nodded my head in response. Okay, so, my sister went out with a lesbian. Yeah, I know she is because she's dating Nat Porter's younger sister, Natasha, who just transferred to our academy last Monday. Hmm, what I noticed with their group is that the majority are gay girls. I love it. "Well, why don't you, girls, have a break of that and have yourselves some snacks? I guess Mrs. Gibson prepared you some. I actually told her earlier." I uttered and they thanked me after telling me that there are only a few things that they need to finish.

She's got moonglow tits that bob in night waters, perfect round globes like curled-up white rabbits with black peaks of areola and gray nipples because she's all poison and ebony eyes and milky skin. She's curled up in my closet in a nest fit for the Zu bird and sweet seraph curses and she crows and speaks the language of birds that are girls, or girls that are monsters, with scaled legs and owl wings from ancient Sumerian carvings, but she's not perched on two lions, her thin wan legs are jumping on your bed and you're throwing pillows at each other and painting her lips and talons with a pop of cherry poison. It's all fun and games until arsenic kisses and slashed throats of words fly, it'

Some hell are better than the others, he thought. "I promise." He groaned. She burrowed deeper into him. "I'll never leave you, Dane, you know that, right? You come first....always." Dane would bet that the whole heavens were probably laughing at him from up there. So many people have gone and fallen in love with who they never should have fallen for....but he must be the first in history to fall for a straight-from-birth lesbian who is incapable of feeling any sort of sexual attraction for a man.

This time she locked the door and braced a chair under the handle. “We have to be quieter this time.” she whispered, already pulling my shirt off. She kissed me hard. I kissed her back the same way. We fell onto the bed still warm from earlier. Isabella reached into her suitcase and pulled out a thick purple strap-on and a small bottle of lube. My stomach flipped with fresh heat. “On your back, open your legs wider for me.” she said, her voice low and rough. I obeyed. Isabella strapped the toy on, coated it, and rubbed the thick head through my still-slick folds. She pushed into me slowly at first, watching my face, then thrust deeper until she was buried to the hilt.

"You're not an actual gross little Thundermoon. Goddess, that name is so stupid." "Girl!" Layla got drunkenly excited and her eyebrows were touching her hairline. "You have no idea! It is so dumb. I hate it so much! And, and their stupid little insignia is the lamest thing I've ever seen. It makes me want to rip my eyes out." Tabitha solemnly shook her head no. "How have you not?" She nodded her head towards a Thundermoon Omega who was mingling. She was not as subtle as she thought she was being.

“Well, we can’t generalize but Nurse Judy vapes, rides a motorcycle and writes erotic romance novels on Wattypad.” Kate visualized Nurse Judy: she was wearing white scrubs and heels while straddling a motorcycle. She was vaping with one hand while throttling the motorcycle with the other. She had Katniss Everdeen’s long braid and one immaculate sleeve of her scrubs revealed a peek of a baybayin armband tattoo. “What’s Wattypad?” Kate asked. “Oh, you don’t know Wattypad? Ghorl, it’s gonna change your life.”