{ Leopoldo } I already know this is going to be over quickly, but I still try my hardest to hold on as much as possible, so I can at least get Jolene close to having another orgasm. Luckily for me, she seems to be enjoying herself too. That just adds to my desire. She smells of pure want for me and that’s something no one can fake. She really wants me. And she's just as perfect as I imagined. I knew a body that looked THAT good even with boring clothes couldn't be less than magnificent all bare. Jolene has the most perfect body. She’s all feminine curves, so soft and sexy. I haven’t even allow myself to look too deep, not when I’m in the danger zone since she started cutting my hair in her bathroom. Her breasts are full and heavy, her waist is small, the perfect size for my hands, her tummy is soft and creamy. I kissed her pale brown nipples as I was getting myself acquainted with her body earlier, but that doesn't stop me from doing gymnastics again, trying to suck on them a
"You're playing me, this is not fair," I complain, letting myself hold her hips, "I don't think this is even reasonable, any man would lose this game, not just me." "It's not a game, I'm trying to make sure the next round is even better than the last one,” she says, biting down her bottom lip as she looks at me, “It was good… but too fast." "You came before me this time," I mention, narrowing my eyes at her. Jolene scoffs and shrugs her shoulders as if that's unrelated. "You rushed it out of me. We could make it last longer, it's much better to let it grow before actually getting it," she gives me her wisdom, her hips lowering once again until her wet pussy is in contact with my dick again. I immediately don’t care about anything she’s yapping about. "So... you'll let me come at some point?" I ask, bitting down on the inside of my cheek, trying my best to hold on. "Yeah, but not anytime soon," she warns, making this even more evil by leaning closer to me, so close, her na
The maximum amount this ATM can dispense is ten thousand dollars. It's definitely a good sum of money, but it will only last us about a month, at most. If I'm already here, taking this huge risk and breaking my own principles, I might as well get as much money as I possibly can, right? So, I drive through the entire city, going from one ATM to another, pulling money and stuffing it into Jolene’s backpack. By now, an hour later, I'm sure Archie knows damn well I've been withdrawing money from HIS account instead of mine, just because he pissed me off... but it's not like he'll care about the money missing. He's probably all excited, thinking he finally got me. As if I would unknowingly make such a rookie mistake. How to go missing 101: never use cards, just cash. Duh! I’m not stupid. 'I'm in Ramada Valley, come talk to me,' I text him, even though I have absolutely no intention of staying here to chat with him. I grab Jolene's backpack, currently holding seventy thousand dollars a
"Let's go to the back," I suggest when the need growing in my tummy gets too big for a public space. Leo finally breaks the kiss and without missing a single beat, he starts walking there, "Wait, wait, bring the backpack. I'm not letting it out of my sight." Leo chuckles but walks back to grab the backpack and he brings it with us when we get inside my storeroom, where the scent of coffee is potent. For a second I stop to consider that what we're going to do is unsanitary, but then I roll my eyes at myself. I don't give a single fuck. Who cares about sanitation? There's half-animal people out there. Nothing fucking matters. "You can fuck me, Vermin. You earned it," I whisper against his ear. Leo hums in appreciation and drops the backpack, not wasting a single second to get what I just offered. He pushes me against a wall so I don’t fall backwards, then he pulls my pants down until they’re off completely. He comes back to keep kissing the life out of me as he pulls his dick o
{ Leopoldo } For the next two of days, I enjoy my life as Jolene's stay-at-home-husband. To the dullest. Of course she doesn't know I'm her husband, but I've decided to call myself that in my own mind because that's how I feel when I'm around her. Her husband. Hers. In body and soul, man and wolf. We've been getting so much time with Jolene, my wolf is not even annoying me about confessing anymore, he's just enjoying the stay-at-home-husband lifestyle, too. He doesn’t give a fuck about being no one’s Alpha, he wants to just chill out all day and wait for his mate to return so he can love all over her. Jolene even gave me my own set of keys yesterday, so this shit is official. She got them when she went to the bank with Jonah to deposit the cash into an account because she was way too paranoid about someone getting into the house stealing it. Jolene has been less and less interested in going to work, but she still wakes her ass up every morning at six AM. However, now she come
I feel like I'm going to throw up, pass out and shit my pants at the same time, but I fight against my body to stop those reactions and I run to the first werewolf I find. Thankfully, it happens to be a woman, so I feel a little less scared. "Excuse me? I come fully in peace," I say, holding my hands open so she knows I'm not a threat. By the bored look she gives me, I think that was very unnecessary, "What the fuck is that, about Leopoldo, that guy? Can you explain? What is going on? Why are they offering so much money?" "That is Prince Leopoldo, he is the Alpha of Pack Garibaldi, but he ran away around three months ago. We believe he's hiding around here," she says, but the words are hitting me like gunshots to the head. Prince? Pack? Alpha? Those are werewolf words, "His family is looking for him." His family. His werewolf family? Fuck me in the fucking ass. "H-how would that work, if someone finds him?" I ask, gulping again in stress. The werewolf narrows her eyes at me.
No way. If I let him inside, he’ll just take Leo away and then... no, fuck no. What about the money? Three million dollars. That's a lot of coffees I don't have to sell. It's life-changing money I need. I want. And if this guy is going to take Leo anyway, why not at least try to get the money? "You cheap, cheap dog," I shake my head with narrowed eyes, crossing my arms, "You want to keep the money you promised. I guess you’re not THAT rich, huh?” The guy lifts his eyebrows and crosses his arms just like me to lean against my gate, all relaxed and amused. "So you want the money?" he asks. He must think I'm stupid or something, who wouldn't want it? "Duh," I let out, "And you want your brother, right? Well, I have him. He's inside my house, either doing my laundry, playing on his new game console or sleeping very peacefully. If you try to get him right now, he'll just grab me and run away as he always does. I mean, if you could just trap and get him, you would've done it alre
{ Leopoldo } The front door opens while I'm still playing in front of the TV and I jump up in that same second, surprised and pumped to see Jolene home so early. Around three hours earlier than normal, this feels very exciting. "Hi, baby. What's up? Why are you home so early?" I ask as I walk up to her and hug her, lifting her up for a couple of seconds. She seems stiffer than normal and she doesn't respond to my kiss right away, so I stop and pull her back down, "What? Something happened?" "Nah, I just got bored in the coffee shop," she murmurs and finally gives me a little smile. I kiss her again and this time she responds for a bit, but then breaks the kiss, "What were you doing? Didn't you hear me yelling?" "No, I didn't, why were you yelling?" I ask, stepping away from her so I can get a good look. Luckily, she looks unharmed, but my instinct is telling me something is up. She’s not acting normal and she smells worried and anxious, "What the hell happened, Jolie? You're actin