Bite Me Daddy Wolf: Devil's Pet

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t tighter around my chest as if it could h

g frame casting a shadow over my bed. There was a dangerous calm about

me made me feel naked

aming of me,

down my spine. I scrambled to sit up, pulling the sheets to my chest like

ut, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from my f

before a storm breaks. His scent wrapped around me-leather and smoke and something darker, som

s fingers tracing the hem of my ni

me, leaning into his touch even as

e dropping to a dangerous purr. "Then

t say a

deepened, his gaze raking ove

t you." His fingers inched higher,

ay he looked at me, like he could see straight through me, like he knew

ly a broken little sound as his thumb fin

hitched, his pup

dreaming about me. I should be furious with you, Pet." His thumb stroked me lazily, deliber

way he said it, like it was the most delicious thing he'd ev

easing my entrance, and I bit

the shell of my ear. His breath was hot, his voice

e. I knew I

spilled from my

cked thing, his fingers f

his fingers just right, his thumb pressing against my clit, and my vision blurred at th

s mouth on my skin, his free hand gripping my hip hard enough to leave marks. My body m

prayer and a curse on m

teeth grazing my collarbone

ound his fingers, my breath coming in ragged little pants

en he

pen, my vision swimming as I stared up at him. His fingers glistened with my ar

s voice rough. "You don't

on tore from my th

rk, triumphant.

tongue swept inside, tasting me, claiming me, and I melted against him, my hands fistin

aze burned into me, his fingers still tracing lazy circles on my inner thi

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h. But I hate

't soft this time, he pounded them in and out as he stared at me and

pered, my voice br

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r, Del

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arched, shuddering violently

y breath when I heard

ed, standing and heading towar

mming from his touch. My heart thundered agai

hell just

did I want hi

to remember what I came here

ore I saw someone. Immediately standing up, I looked