"Please..please touch me Naomi." He murmured those words, peering up at me through his lashes and expressing a look coated in lust and pleading.
It's almost scary how he could go from possessive and intimidating one moment, to submissive and needy in the next.
"Naomi...please. I'm so hot. I need you." He begged me, with no shame at all.
The jealous and brooding Alpha King from earlier was slumped on his fancy bathroom floor...begging me to touch him.
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In which thousands of people disappear on one night every century.
Why?
Simple.
Every lycan needs a mate.
(This story has mature themes. Please read at your own risk)
The shenanigans of (grumpy, but cool) X, (ever wearing durag) Ski Mask, (loveable and beautiful) Jasmine, and (wacky, and crazy) Skiiyuh. Join them to see what ensues.
Complete ✔
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