Vampyre, into the night

Vampyre, into the night

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When Will Gardener finds a pale, injured girl, named Luus down a dark alleyway he decides to help. But he finds himself dragged into a world of Mortimers and Vampyres and worse. ****************************************************************************************************** Her palms were slick with sweat, her heavy breaths echoed through the dark alley way, her muscles with only one instruction, run. They screamed at her to stop, but she continued. She had long run out of energy to shift back into her wolf form but when she peered through the chocking blackness of the night she saw the moon, it's white light shrouded in grey clouds. She sighed. A dead end, grey bricks, no choice but to face them, fifteen she counted. A sickening crunch resounded through the cold night air, she could just make out the thin, withered face of the hooded Mortimer as it grabbed her and snapped her arm.
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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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