The Last Alpha Female

The Last Alpha Female

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(WARNING WILL CONTAIN SEXUAL CONTENT) I shivered in pleasure as he brought his lips to mine, I could smell his arousal mixed with my own, and it was intoxicating. I arched my back and pressed myself fully against him as he ran his nose gently over my neck, to the curve of my breast, feeling his breath against my skin made me moan. I started to feel him like he was me and shivered in pleasure at the smooth hardness of his chest underneath me, mine all mine.I wanted him, and I wanted him NOW. All of a sudden it didn't matter if he was a human or not, I loved him. Leaning back slightly I looked into his eyes “Dakota, I want you…” I said into the corner of his lips. “I want you to Christina” was his husky reply “then take me, now” and with that I saw his eyes turn black with pure lust and need, and I held on to him tightly as he lifted my up and carried me to the bed, cherishing the feel of his hands on me, and loving the way our bodies intertwined… and we began the mating process.
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Bitten

Life has never seemed more serene than as I lay dying. Blood coats the forest floor beneath me, connecting with the foilage-covered soil in a parade of musty, copper smells. Through the rain drops that fall on me from the treetops, I can feel the icy breath of a dawning winter. It will be cold this year. It's a shame Ill never see it- I love the cold. Most cold. This cold that envelopes me now is hostile and uninviting, almost empty. They say that when you're faced with death, your life flashes before your eyes. The same could not be said for me. All I can think about in that moment, is the wolf. *COMPLETED* #1 Shapeshifter #1 Marked #16 Romance

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