The Shifter King's Mate
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Last published Sun, Sep 18, 2016
Pure attraction.
That was all I could feel as my eyes fell on the king.
His sent driving both my beast and I crazy.
Wanting to just fall into that sent and wrap myself up in the muscular arms that just looks so inviting. Those muscular arms that are repeatedly flexing s he stalks towards me with purpose and a look of determination and lust in his eyes.
My beast confirmed my thoughts by purring in happiness and contentment, as tingles shot up my body, along with a reverberating growl which could be heard thought the whole ball.
"Mine"
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