Relentlessly marked

Relentlessly marked

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 24, 2020
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Paranormal
Serena Simol was a young naive woman who was living in a loft above a bar with her older sister and younger brother. Her sisters boyfriend owned the bar and the loft but was very abusive mentally and sometimes physically. On her 18th birthday, she sneaks out of the loft to to to her first club with her best friend Jessica. But when she gets to claustrophobic, and people's hands get a little touchy, she decides to go outside to a breath of fresh air. She walks across the street to the towns best bakery before she smells a non-resistible smell floating in the air. When she hears a low growl she freezes before knowingly turning around. As soon as she meets the tall handsome strangers eyes, she runs. <**> "Don't run from me little mate." He whispers in my ear as his hands rest on my hips. I shudder with fear and delight running through my body before trying one last time to move out of my mates grasp. His growl went straight to my core. I couldn't feel this way! I mean he was just Relentless. This story involves sexual content and vulgar language.
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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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