The Devil's Wolves {Adam's Heat}

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Pic above Devil's wolves pack house.

This story is a one shot based off of a book I'd written, it's quite old and it's called The Devil's Wolves pack series aka Blind Addiction, it's a story about an Alpha who can't sense his mate like other wolves can, the only way he can is by marking.

So he goes and fucks everything moving, buying whores from a vendor in New Orleans, he meets his mate Adam (a nymphomaniac ) that way, and slowly falls in love with him.

Neither of them know they're mates, but they eventually find out.

As this one shot is completely raunchy kink filled sex, this little intro will serve as back story. Rated Mature extremely mature

Allow me to reintroduce A'mosh and Adam.
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POV
Adam

"Spit in my mouth!" I screamed, not caring that I was in a house full of werewolves, who could most likely hear me

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"Spit in my mouth!" I screamed, not caring that I was in a house full of werewolves, who could most likely hear me. I didn't give a fuck. I always get like that when I'm turned on, I'm a clinical sex addict, and my mate is now my drug, before him I was a whore, fucking anything with a cock, and I was constantly horny, now I can only get off with A'mosh.

At the moment.

He was watching me, I was strapped down to the California king size bed by four pieces of rope, He stood before me just watching me, writhing in lust and desperation. I was naked, and vulnerable, he was also naked and his body was driving me crazy.

A prostate vibrator was pressed firmly against my button, and I was struggling to get off on just that, but it wasn't enough.

He looked so good, he had that older daddy thing down back, he was older than my own nineteen years, but he didn't look thirty three either. He looked like living sex, his teasing wasn't helping me, my addiction or my heat. "Fuck me Mosh!" I whined loudly, yanking on the rope, causing it to dig into my skin.

He was so fuckin hot, standing there his dark hair still damp from an earlier shower, his abs prominent, and his eyes a deep dark pitch black.

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