Bite Me Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet
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very secret, every hidden thought. His presence was overwhelming, the raw power radiating from him making my ch
kneel for me," he murmured, his
othing. My heart was pounding, yet I refused to
ard along my neck. I inhaled sharply when his touch lingered at the hollow of my throat, warm and demand
c pulled back, his jaw tense, his coldness
red, his tone sh
ure, refusing to let him see the
ic said, his voice dark and laced with warning. "But stay aw
loser, deliberately invading his space,
lting my head just slightly. "But I'm not everyone. I
s of muscle beneath his shirt. I moved lower, almost brushing against t
und out, his vo
ps curl into a teasing smile. "But I
des to remain calm and measured. I would not give him the sati
my flushed skin, I almost walked straight into one of th
ing me a polite bow. "Would yo
doing anything else, and part of me needed to cl
," I sai
ry, the forest whispering around us as the sun dipped low
ve spoken properly," he sai
I replied smoothly. "I'm a h
ce. "It's strange... you look so familiar. Almos
gh I masked it quickly. "Cast ou
rk with the enemy, even attempted something against t
laugh. "And how do you
ead. "Oh, trust me. No one
ression into something calm and unr
pped walking. "I shou
rise. "Already? I
sive. "Learn something? Share secrets?" I took a step closer,
trode back toward my chambers, leavi
happened earlier. My head felt heavy, too full, too restless, so I sat cross-legged on the bed and c
, the closer his image became, filling every corner of my mind. I meditated until I felt light, almost f
Eventually, I gave in and decided to rest for a bit before heading over to Malric's chamber with his medi
fast, and w
close enough that I could feel the
rhythm that stole my breath. Every thrust was a claim, a brand, his voice a growl in my
burning kisses dragging lower and lower until I was trembling under his touch. His hands roamed like he ow
his name, half a pl
der, deeper, until I cried out, nails clawing at his sho
r to the edge until my whole body quivered, straining, desperate for r
nants of the dream clinging to me like silk. My body stil
hen I
Malric w
e like he could see every sinful thought I'd just had. His expression was unreadab
hispered, voice shaky, my body still
nting. "Were you," his voice was low, husky, almost d
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