WOLFBLOOD: The Heiress To The Throne

r hands wrapped around the neck of this certain man who was s

r felt before. From the feel of her skin rubbed against his, she could feel a strange desire for him,

ildest thoughts she had ever conceived, a feeling which was driven

, a kind of voice which caused the lady

without uttering any words, he placed his fingers underneath her chin, pushing it upwards as he li

ist, and locking lips with her. He squeezed her tightly to himself with his hands, and

ed into her eyes, watching as the other had her chest m

her spirit, she battled the thoughts of having to fall for her youthful passion and

ilence between them, chuckling as he

ds from her waist, and she did the same, licking her lips as

nk I need th

ocence, something which she couldn't stand to watch. It was an intimidating

tanding back as though she tried to reclaim her entire being fr

y chuckled at what he thought was cute

ith her eyes widened, and her heart widened as though she had nailed the jack

ed her as she grabbed the glass and gulped do

d off the debris of the drin

d a certain form of excitement in his tone that

h for him to take count. All he could conclude was that it was just too much for her, and she was

d as he grabbed the next filled glass from

for the drink, stretching her hands tow

She fell on his body, but he was tough enough to maintain his stan

said, followed with a laughter th

id?" He a

, and her hand placed on his chin, running through hi

he broke the kiss. When he opened his eyes, he realized that the young lady had suddenl

nd and taking her towards his car. He drove off to a ne

ent he turned around to leave the room. He turned backwards, and realized it was E

ning tone, her face squeezed, and her e

skin to the young man whose eyes were widened, and whose crav

Both fell on the bed, where he laid on her, and buried his lips on