You're Under My Skin Novels & Stories

I felt a devious smirk spread across my face and let my nails elongate. I lightly drug my claws down his spine, reveling in the feeling of his skin as it bubbled under my touch. His grip on me tightened yet again. He began to roll me on my back, but before he placed his body over mine, I slipped quickly from under him. I laughed as he stared bewildered at the sheets beneath him. By the time he figured out I wasn't in the bed anymore, I was already pulling on sweatpants and a baggy hoodie. I didn't bother with undergarments because I'd be taking them off soon enough.

My Alpha mate, Kane, finally reached out through the mind-link after three days of me not showing up at his door to make a scene. His voice cut into my head, carrying a rare trace of satisfaction. "Looks like you finally understand that the rules of the Blackwood Pack aren't just for show. Since you've learned your lesson, I'll give you the pass to the healing springs. And stop making a fuss over every little thing where Selena's concerned." I didn't answer. Just looked down at the bloodstains still dried between my thighs. Kane probably thought I'd finally learned to obey. Learned to bow my head to him and Selena. No one believed that I, as Luna, had to apply to Beta Selena just to use the

"But you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding Right under your clothes, is where I find them~ Underneath your clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey~" I laugh bitterly. "To think of it I dance with a stranger." Kingstone smirk at me. " I'm the stranger who you can ca if you need to release your unwanted feelings." Can I? "Underneath your clothes There's an endless story There's the man I chose There's my territory And all the things I deserve For being such a good girl honey Underneath your clothes Whoa There's the man I chose There's my territory

she heard a distant voice inside her head calling her, but she couldn't respond. The wolf made one last move, bitting her skin so strongly that she felt unconscious on the floor.

-I don't want you to go. -Why are you doing this, Nick? -I whispered, his face was so close. I could feel his breath collide with my lips. His arms were on either side of my head and he had me pressed against his body. -Do you want to know? -Yes. -Because you're mine.

"You’re doing great, Mommy... It’s just like an ant bite. It will be gone before you know it." I pressed my lips into the back of her head and kissed her softly before Titan’s fangs dug deeper into my skin. My head suddenly felt light as the scream I was trying to hold back escaped my throat before darkness took over me. ⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝ CASSIDY. "Mommy!" I shrieked as Mommy’s body slumped over me and we fell forward, my face planting on the ground, but I didn’t mind the pain and the scratches.

Her eyelids drooped involuntarily as a result of the sensation of his touch; she dragged in a shuddering breath. After all this time his touch still made her shudder, still made her stomach clench in anticipation, still made her want to melt against him. He leaned closer to her so their faces were merely inches apart. His breath fanned her skin hotly, tantalizingly. After all this time his breath against her skin still made her quiver ever so sweetly, and his closeness still made her shiver. He lowered his head and his nose brushed the soft skin of her neck, he took in her sweet scent of roses.

She felt like she had gotten herself into a big mess that she couldn't escape from. "I wish I never took the contract, I wish I gave up after they refused, I was too greedy, what did I need it for? Nothing just to get bigger that's all and now I'm in a situation that haunts me daily, " Kloe lamented while her driver listened silently.

Their lingering filth is making me want to gag. I grab my apple cinnamon body wash and cover my loofu. The water is still cold, but I don't care. I need to be clean now. I scrub my skin mercilessly. I am probably removing the top five layers of skin, but I don't care. I want them off my skin since I can't get them out of my mind.

My heart wanted to escape my chest and my mind screamed for me to run. Suddenly, I felt something burning within my veins. I looked at my arm. Three ragged lines snagged some of my flesh. Air pushed against the wall of my lungs. My skin itched, especially on the scratched area, but I could not resist it—the itch was maddening. My clothes stretched out every fiber until they could not bear the pressure any longer. I instinctively ripped the remaining piece of cloth restraining my body. I roared up to the limit of my lungs. I could have sworn it was not mine. What is happening to me?