Willow Coppock Fanfic Novels & Stories

I growled loudly running my hand through my hair. Wondering if they didn’t understand what that meant we were only eighteen then and we couldn’t do anything, there was no way we would be able to stop Father if he decided to go on with his plans. I sat back down on my chair and thought back to the night we discovered Willow was our mate. I had always liked her, but she was the daughter of a traitor. I couldn't get close to her. But when we found out she was ours, I was overjoyed. We couldn't wait to claim her, to make her ours. And when we did, it was the best night of our lives.

Sophie called out. “Okay, I get you. But Willow has. And she's even married to him.” At the call of her name, Willow came tumbling up swiftly. The way she glared at her friend could have the latter six feet under if care was not taken. “First of all, Bitch!” She hissed. “Secondly, he had a fiancee. A fucking fiancee. They were not tied by the church or the law then. We met, fell in love and now we're married. Case closed.” She stoned her with a glare.

But she had no idea that I didn’t want to reject her. The hot summer air in Louisiana was no joke, the entire wolf pack often finding itself in the river trying to cool off. Today was no different. But my mate, she didn’t stick around. Willow, what an unusual name. Soft and yielding but stronger than any other trees in our area.

“So, uh... green?” “Green it is,” said Malachi, nudging Tripp out of the way, so he was in front of Willow. “I can’t fuck you, but that doesn’t mean I can’t have a little fun.” “Oh, yeah?” Willow said sarcastically, trying to play up the “brat vibe” they seemed to think she had. “Tripp likes brats and ropes, Atticus is the caring Daddy figure, and Hart wants to chase things. What’s your deal?”

Her lips then pressed hard against mine and I slipped my tongue into her mouth letting her taste herself on my lips as I shifted my hips to line my cock up to her entrance giving her exactly what she was asking for. With one hard thrust, I pushed my cock deep within her inferno as I let out a moan with her. Her pussy was now on fire and so fucking wet from what I had just done to her, that it was almost too much for me not to want to come right on the spot. Her walls were so fucking tight from the orgasm she just had, and I could feel them still pulsating from it. Willow felt so right, like she was made for only me and I wanted her all to myself. I was okay with sharing her with my best frie

But then, another challenge arises. Willow is flattered by Jim's attention, but she doesn't want to betray her husband or damage her friendship with Jim. She's not sure how to handle the situation, and she doesn't want to hurt anyone. When Willow talks to Jim, she explains that while she appreciates his friendship, she's not interested in pursuing a romantic relationship. She tells him that she wants to continue helping him get back on his feet, but she doesn't want to lead him on. Jim is disappointed but understanding. He's grateful for her honesty, and he promises to respect her boundaries.

“Ronan knows what he did was wrong, Willow. Can you please just give him a chance to prove himself to you. As wolves go, you can’t go wrong with a mate like Ronan. I know Ghost is a bit crazy right now, but that is normal when he finds his mate and fears rejection.” She eyed me up for a minute before looking at Jessica, “Do you need something or are you just naturally nosy?” I step in front of my mate to protect her from Willow’s murderous glare, “She’s, my mate.” “What?” Willows mouth fell open.

Willow pulled her panties off and dipped his fingers in her pussy. “Jeez, this feels nice.” Nita bent a little as she enjoyed the moment. All of a sudden, Willow stopped. She couldn’t see what he wanted to do next so she said softly. “Is that all…?” “This is just the beginning,” Willow replied. He licked from her shoulder to her waist and held her breast like it was about to flee. No longer able to hide her feelings, she said in a soft tone. “I want more.” Suddenly, Willow whipped her hard and she whimpered. He whipped her again and she screamed. She never expected such treatment.

I questioned pulling my shoulder a bit up at the way his breath was fanning against my mark and making the spot feel ticklish. “Duffer, it's his wolf, not him. Can’t you figure out this much by how his voice changed?” Willow snapped at me as if I had attempted some kind of sin by not recognizing her wolfie mate. “How can…” she was about to continue but went silent instantly at his slipping sensually.

The room went still in an instant. Willow hurriedly pushed Caspian away. Then, she grabbed a tissue and wiped the corner of her lips. Her cheeks were burning, yet her eyes were clear and bright. When she shifted her attention to Juliet, her tone was innocent. "Please don't get the wrong idea, Ms. Bennett. Mr. Henderson and I were just playing truth or dare. If it bothers you, I'll just kiss someone else next time. It's not a big deal." "Don't you dare!" Caspian seized Willow's wrist. The desire that lingered in his eyes turned into blazing anger. He yanked her straight into his arms and kissed her cheek again and again, his voice thick with possessiveness. "You're mine."