Your Mine Ours I Could Do This For Hours Novels & Stories

I held three in my left hand and threw one into the fire. He cleared his throat more sarcastically than normal, “Your statements sound like you do not care.” I shrugged my shoulders, “That's not a problem the Alpha needs to handle.The miners are getting lazy as years pass, they should buckle up the shoes and mine deeper. They could extract more than just gold, it's been up to one-hundred and ninety years since I last saw diamond stones here in Black Pack.” I threw the second part of the twig into the fire, “And you can't tell me it is because there's no longer diamond beneath the earth. The miners are just being too lazy to dig up one.” I threw the third one, “So you should go to the leader

Mr. Miller's words brought tears to his eyes and those of my schoolmates. He was genuinely concerned about the villagers and earnestly wanted to find reliable work for them. Jessie wiped her eyes, raised her glass, and boldly said, "Mr. Miller, it isn't easy to open a mine. Apart from the fact that the reserves must meet the standards, it also requires approval from many departments. "The process will be long, but I promise you, once the mine is established, I will personally recommend to the construction company that they hire your villagers. It would be great if they could stay home and care for their families."

So I knew that they were in there. I mind linked my warriors to bring the men of the town to the mine shaft. As soon as they arrived I looked at the mine shaft and then at the human men. “Start digging.” I said. “We will never get through there before night time.” One of them said. “Yes you will. Otherwise one of you might have a really bad accident in the night time. And there won’t be any witnesses because I don’t see any street lights or any kind of lighting out here.” I said.

I grab the towel from the lounger and wipe myself. “Why does she affect me this way?” Caleb, control yourself, she’s only your employee. I had been with many beautiful women. More than enough. In different places, in different cities, even in rooms that all looked exactly the same no matter how pricey they were. Women who knew how to look at me. I laid on the lounger, my arm under my head, one leg crossed, looking up at the sky. Yay! Yes, I do admit that I like species under skirts, and if she were not my worker, I would have stripped her off all her clothes and given her a rough time in the pool. “Damn! Caleb, Damn!”

“This is what you choose to spend your time on?” Silence. So what if i had a kid at sixteen and i did not go to college? trust me i'm not the first and i'm sure i will not be the last person to do that, you can't possibly make me feel any more bad about that than i used to but i got over it and you should too. this is honestly too much of a juvenile act for you ladies. Heavy. Uncomfortable. “And frankly,” I added, my smile sharpening slightly, “maybe lay off the prescription pills. They seem to make you all a bit… jumpy.”

bodega with the cat that is three parts lion, the nail salon two doors down that is always playing a true crime podcast at a low murmur, a teenager on a skateboard practicing a trick like persistence is oxygen. I buy a second apple because the first one was a betrayal and I am stubborn. I come home feeling more like a person and less like a cursor blinking without a sentence.

“That you're mine. And I'm yours.” “You wouldn't do it. Even if I begged.” I panted “With the way i’m itching for the entire world to know that we’re mates?” He chuckled cruelly “I might.”

“Because you won’t let me leave.” “Because you don’t really want to.” His voice dropped to barely above a whisper, intimate and terrible. “Because somewhere deep down, you know that what I’m offering is real. Dangerous, yes. Possibly destructive, yes. But real in a way nothing in your carefully constructed life ever was.” “You’re offering me prison.”

Not violent, but not soft either. “I don’t know,” Andrei said, voice low. His eyes searching Zane's as though they would give him answers to his questions. “But it’s mine. You're mine.” Zane didn’t pull away, not this time. He stood there frozen, his breathing shallow and his throat tight. His body didn’t know whether to lean forward or flinch away. “And if I’m not yours to have?” he asked, a dare tucked beneath the question. He understood the risk the question posed, but he asked anyway.

I pressed my body closer to hers and with a grit of my teeth, I grabbed her hair firmly and started pumping my cock into her tight, squelching pussy. "Fuck! Ungh! I... I can't..." "I can't hold back, please" she moaned loudly, body almost kicking against me. "Oh, you can. You fucking can." I moaned in her ears, grabbing her hair even more tighter as the crazy pleasure surged through me. Mine. All mine. All fucking mine. Every inch of this body. Fuck! I was going to imprint myself on every bit of her. "You are mine." I growled. "Mine to fuck. Mine to cum into. All fucking mine, Peaches. Urgh!"