The Hunted (Sleeping With Monsters Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Almost-alpha! I know. Something had changed in my wolf during our battle with Syd. We’d almost won, despite what’d come after, and both of us knew it. We’d had a chance. Healing! Yes. Sammy smells like blood Smells like us I know. Close now, washing -- like tongues lick. I relaxed into her ministrations, staying under the surface. The way she washed each part of me, and her gasps of concern – how long had it been since anyone cared for me? Want like food, my wolf whined. Need like fuck. No. Want. Want want want. Wolves were supposed to always listen, when manskin was out. But so close to the full moon and me being so weak – No! – I protested, as my wolf took control of my body. I could only feel things through its senses now. Neck exposed. So soft, so easy to hurt. Salt of sweat tastes sweet. Scent of her like musk -- push muzzle between her legs and l.i.c.k --need Sammy, want Sammy, mount Sammy – I could feel our cock, hard and swollen, and if he used it on her like this – I fought through with the last of my strength and took control again, banishing my wolf back inside me.
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