Anders

Anders

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"For the last fucking time Anders, I'm not going to that stupid lunch outing ," she huffed as she threw the worn-out pen in irritation. Anders' eyes narrowed into slits, electric blues blazing with an unprecedented anger. How could she not see what this was doing to her? He edged closer to her like a determined predator stalking towards its prey. His expression was stoic and seething, a side of him she had never seen before. "Anders what are y-" she gasped as his hands wrapped around her waist, lifting her effortlessly onto the study desk and simultaneously pushing the mountain of notes and textbooks on the floor without a care. His strong hands dropped to her hips as he pulled her body closer to the edge of the desk, standing in between her slightly parted legs and closing the little distance that was left between them. "Shut up Ana." He said the words in such a low, authoritative tone that it made her mouth snap shut immediately. "You need a distraction from all this. When was the last time you were able to take a break and just relax?" he questioned, tracing her hipbone in feather-light circles. The gesture was faint, his rough fingers barely coming into contact with the area of skin, yet she could sense the sinfully satisfying intentions that lay beneath his touch. They were entering uncharted territory. "I-I don't know..." she stammered out. Ana felt her face flush beet-red in embarrassment from both the question and position they were in. The carnal, aching heat pulsing from her lower regions only further intensified her flustered appearance. He drank in the rosy blush that spread across her olive skin, the way her perfect body responded to his larger one, the unmistakable flash of lust glazing her eyes. His eyes drooped to her plump pink lips as she drew the lower one between her teeth. "Ana, maybe...I could be your new stress reliever," he murmured as he dipped a finger into the band of her sweatpants. ______ contains mature content
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"Goddess, you're so perfect." he breathed the words, staring up at her as she moved rhythmically up and down above him, her breasts bouncing as he gripped her hips, trying to hold back the wave that he felt building inside of him. She just looked and felt so fucking good. "Do female wolves mark their mates?" She leaned forward as she asked the question in a low voice, sliding her arms along his chest as she shifted her position, moving her legs close together so that he was even tighter inside of her as his hands came down to grip her ass, thrusting into her from below. "Yes." he was barely able to gasp out the word. "Not in my pack. But in many- most even- other packs." "Why not yours?" He felt her mouth slip forward, her tongue teasing the same place he had marked on her body half an hour earlier. "The men in our pack just haven't allowed it. It's a sign of claiming and-" her teeth grazed the spot lightly, not hard enough to break the skin, but he felt a mixture of pleasure and pain shoot through his body and he drew in a sharp breath, his head tilting back automatically as he offered her better access to the spot. "It shows that you belong to your mate. Doesn't it? Like I belong to you?" "Yes." He murmured, gripping her more tightly, so close to the edge he knew he'd lose control at any moment. He only hoped he could bring her to the peak of pleasure again first. He'd thought she was close. "Nova." He knew his voice sounded desperate. "Can I mark you, Alpha?" ---------------------------------- When Nova stumbles into pack lands and is captured by the Blazing Moon pack she knows that she has to escape. She makes a daring escape only to be tracked down by their Alpha. But their meeting isn't at all what either or them expected. Can he convince her to stay? Or will a petite female rogue be the one to bring down one of the fiercest Alpha's on the continent? ⚠️THIS STORY HAS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE CONTENT. IT IS NOT ADVISED FOR THOSE YOUNGER THAN 18

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