"Let's play a game..." I said.
He glanced at me, frowning as his eyes went back to watching the road as we drove to his friend's house, "What game?" He asked.
The thought of it had my lips twitching with a playfulness that had always resonated within me, "It's called 'Instinct' where, you basically flirt, but there are no boundaries."
He was quiet for a little bit, and then he spoke, "So... it's like a game where I play to have you."
"Yes." I nodded.
"But I already have you." He said.
My lips tightened, "No you don't..." I began, "First one to give in loses."
"What happens if I win?" He asks, looking at me carefully as he tried picking up any emotion that would provide him with some sort of insight into what I was playing at.
I stared right back at him. Thinking. Wondering.
What the hell could he possibly win? I asked myself.
"Me," I answered.
"What?" He looked at me a little shocked as I watch his eyes darken, and a deep breath made his body shudder.
"You win me," I repeated, looking him dead in the eye, but regretted it immediately as soon as I felt the car slow down. My panic rose as he held the steering wheel in a death grip as his eyes glazed over with lust hunching over as his muscles trembled with envy.
"Run." He said.
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Tania Groves is nothing like Alpha King Raiden's past conquests and it seems like he might have chosen the right she-wolf to break his family's notorious curse once and for all. Their on-going game of Instinct forces the pair on their toes as they hold onto their pride to win their game of seduction.
But how do you win over the she-wolf that would break your curse, when a hellbent alpha and his army of Hollows look for the same remedy and wish to claim it as their own?
Highest Ranking: #1 in Lips, March 27, 2021
They took everything from her ...the damned Werewolves. Her mother, her coven, her freedom.
And then, she found out she was the mate of the Alpha prince whose father destroyed her life as she knew it. She was the one. She was fated for him, but could she handle all that being his mate would entail? Could she handle the politics? The jealously? The sex?
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I was determined to ensure he couldn't ignore me. Looking around nervously to make sure everyone was still preoccupied, I removed my flats from my right foot. Then I leaned closer and found his leg again. I ran my stockinged toes over his ankle, moving it up, slowly.
He looked at me again, sharply, his eyes darkening. I gave him an innocent smile and looked away.
I continued to move my foot up, higher and higher, ignoring his eyes. Soon, my foot found his already hard erection.
Good goddess, he was always ready.
Gently, I pressed the curve of my foot against him, feeling the fast pulse of his erection. I heard his sharp intake of breath and glanced up at him. His eyes were now black with arousal but he was looking at me intensely, like he wanted me to stop.
Tough luck.
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Started: 25 June, 2020
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