Underestimated

Underestimated

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., déc. 31, 2015
"Can you keep a secret?" He whispered quietly, mischief flashing in his eyes. Abby leaned in closer, smiling almost evilly. She rested her arms on the old oak table in between them. Stars glittered overhead and the moon was the perfect spotlight highlighting her sharp features. She had always wanted this; to be here with him and to listen to his secrets. It had been her dream for as long as she could remember. His face had been in her every dream, her every vision, her every thought; and now she was living it. "Better than you know." She whispered back, her weighted words slipping through her lips like silk. He smiled, his perfectly straight white teeth flashing brilliantly against his tan skin. He lean even closer, closing the distance between them until his mouth was at her ear. "You'll have to do better than that."
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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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