My Mate Calls Me Cupcake

My Mate Calls Me Cupcake

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Ava Belrose: 15 years old. Orphan. Left at the fine age of 3 months old on the Bloodrose Eclipse Packs doorstep. Now at 15 years old, about to turn 16 and find her mate. She grew to be an introvert, she reads, a lot. But she can stand her ground when she needs to, but she tries to avoid conflict at all costs. Luke D'Amore: 17 years old. He has known for a while who his mate was but waited just to see her squirm when she sees it's him. Arrogant, but pationate about things close to him. And Luke and Ava have known eachother since they could remember. Luke has always acted like the big brother, always teasing her, always making fun of her. He knows what her childhood held, but he just wants to help her forget it and break her introverted self. So when they're mated, Luke is greatful she finally knows while she wishes it was anybody but him. Even if it was just a pizza delivery Boy.
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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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