Run For Your Life

Run For Your Life

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., févr. 23, 2013
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With the taste of blood and dirt in her mouth, Lydia began the fight for her life. She began kicking and screaming all while being dragged backwards toward the Devil's Hollow tree. Nails digging into the ground she tried to crawl while she was being pulled backwards on her stomach. Lydia's nails began breaking and ripping off, she cried out in pain. Her unknown attacker grabbed Lydia by the throat, picked her up into the air, and smashed her into the Devil's Hollow tree. Her breath caught in her chest, she began gasping for air, stars danced in her blackened vision, and loud bells rang assaulting her hearing. The hand around her throat tightened, denying Lydia the chance to catch her breath. Maniacal laughing sounded in the air around them. Lydia could not believe it, her attacker was laughing, she was dying and her attacker was laughing. Lydia is trapped in a deadly game of cat and mouse, can she win or has her time ran out?
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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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