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Clyde expected Emma to pull away, and quarrel with him for his invasive action. Her body language towards his move would tell him if they had hit rock bottom. If not, tonight seals it for him. No more waiting. Every night has been excruciatingly painful, having to have his freedom by punching a bag so that he wouldn't have his mind fixed on getting pleasure. Surprisingly, Lana tipped her toes and deepened the kiss further. She twirled her tongue around the roof of Clyde's mouth, causing him to moan. Slowly, his hands found their way to her waist, resting on each hip. They were ravaging the wall of one another's mouths in seconds.Clyde in no time was running his hand up and down Emma's back, causing a chill to run down her spine. It was both relaxing and arousing for Emma, the familiar feeling of Clyde's skillfulness with his tongue hitting her brain. The first barrier had been broken. She wasn't stopping him, and he would rather not be stopped either. He continued dragging his hand
“You make me mad, Emma.” Clyde was surprised at how firm his voice came out compared to how giddy he felt within.Like a tortoise crawling to a jackpot, he went down and down until his breathing fanned Emma's fold. With his left hand, he spread her opening, reviewing a wet pussy, throbbing and swollen clit. At once, he sucked on her pussy, swallowing every bit of the moisture. He used his tongue to flicker in her swollen clit, and it felt like heaven for Emma.His left hand wandered from one nipple to the other, increasing the intensity. He sucked and licked, played with her clit, and finally brought his finger to insert into her awaiting pussy. First, a finger went in. He was careful not to bridge her walls, as he kept that honor for his cock to devour. He soon added another finger, causing Emma to uncomfortably shuffle.“Steady,” he growled, displeased but aware of her fear.The foreign intrusion soon became a familiar one as so many activities went on at once. Playing with her nipp
Clyde began to glide in. Just barely so that the tip of his cock was opening her up. She moaned, happily, spreading her leg for more. He withdrew and thrust into her again, maintaining the same depth and nothing surpassing it. Again she edged, wanting him to go deeper, but he withdrew.He felt her getting wetter and moaning extensively while writhing against his body. Without warning, he gave a deep, powerful thrust up to the hilt of his cock, which caused Emma to scream so loudly that the room vibrated beneath them. It was so painful, and she felt her insides had been ruptured into two.“I am sorry. Did I hurt you?” Clyde asked pity in his eyes.Sobbing, “yes,” she barely managed to speak.“Let me make up for that,” he begged.Emma remained silent, tears streaming down the edges of her eyes. Clyde tried to push back, but the pain was so severe that Emma whined and harshly cried with each movement. Clyde brought his lips to her hers, kissing, which she didn't reciprocate. He kissed bo
Seconds turned minutes turned hours. Both were knocked out for at least three hours when Emma rolled over, her hands draping over Clyde. She unconsciously winced at the discomfort arising from the middle of her leg. It hurt a bit, but the pleasure she had just experienced overshadowed that pain.Clyde's eyes flung open when he felt her hand on him. He looked down to see her smiling while laying across his chest, her full hair sprawled all over the place. A foreign feeling of calmness overtook him. Without knowing, he began to run his hand over her hair numerous times. This act made Emma sigh and snuggle tightly into him.She was beautiful and at peace. Clyde saw the world of what a future with her would be like a flash before his eyes; beautiful love-making sessions, cuddling and maybe making cute human babies. All the while he has known her, watching from afar, Emma has always scented nice. Somehow, in that lovely and intoxicating scent, Clyde had wished a couple of times that she wa
Emma's legs dangled as she sat waiting for Clyde, who was taking forever in the washroom. Thoughts flooded her kind, including her unanswered questions about the Carrington her parents had mentioned during her encounter with the Nashgur. How could she start a conversation with Clyde about that without raising his suspicion?The creaking of the door brought her attention back to reality. Clyde's cold expression hadn't faded. What was he so angry about? “You haven't gone to bed?” he questioned, keeping his focus on the wardrobe. It hit him that there was nothing appropriate there for him to dress in. He had to go back to his room because the clothes there were just a few unused shirts that weren't his favorites to dress in.Emma mustered the courage to tease him. Not tease, say her kind. “I was waiting for you?”“Why?” he bluntly asked.Emma couldn't believe her eyes. She felt like they had been pricked by a pin from that ridiculous question. “What do you mean by why?” Quirking his thi
Once Clyde's almost bare body hit the cold weather of the night outside, he slammed his fist into the nearest wall with so much strength that it cracked. He was furious with himself for hurting Emma and more angry with the Moon Goddess for putting him in a situation like this.“If I did something wrong, find another way to punish me! Not this way!” he yelled into the night sky through the top to floor window in his wing, the stars looking down on him. His heart rate went over the top, his adrenaline pumping like gas trying to fill a car's tank.Clyde went straight to his room, changing into track pants, a sweatshirt, and black sneakers. All the veins on his forehead almost popped out of anger. Clyde went to his drawer on the left side of his wardrobe and took out a wad of cash. He hardly spent money, as almost everything was taken care of by his people. Tonight, he would find a need to spend. Some kind of distraction.He inhaled sharply and took to flight. He wanted some refreshing ai
The countdown began and shortly after, the bulky man and Clyde had the tank's pipes fixed to their mouths. Much cheering and applause from around got them excited. The bartender was worried. She had witnessed Clyde consuming powerful content only for him to join a drinking contest. Either he was crazy or he really wanted to die from intoxication.Clyde looked over at her, he was so unbothered. He winked at her and then proceeded to gulp his share of the beer. With what he has consumed before now, he should be unconscious, but no. There he was waving energetically as they got praises.None of them was backing down, and his challenger's eyes were going wide with discomfort. He was becoming pale with every passing second. Clyde knew it was a matter of time before his opponent passed out. The feeling of coming out victorious excited him. He loved to conquer all things.“Residents of Minnesota have been advised to stay in and obey the ongoing curfew due to the serial killer on the loose,”
Before his eyes, Clyde saw the killer wearing the same outfit he wore on the same days those killings happened. Even tonight, he wore the same thing, walked just like him, and made sure that he didn't avoid the CCTV of the city. He deliberately wanted to leave traces. Clyde knew the answer. He knew who it was. Most of all, he knew that Carrington had something to do with it. He was taunting him. He wanted to draw him out.The iPad was broken as he also flung it on the war, shattering whatever was left. This was his battle to fight silently, he couldn't give out details. And that was why Carrington was doing it because he already knew that Clyde would have to solely fight this battle.They all waited for him to say something. Anything. Clyde kept quiet, rubbing his chin. “Dismissed,” he mumbled, walking out. Most were left in confusion. On other days, Emily would have run after him to try to sort out things. However, she remained seated, having earlier received a dose of his short temp
All night long, Clyde took whatever he wished for, draining Emma until she was quivering. She was out of breath, sucking in oxygen from the little, which didn't seem enough in the room.Finally, after hours of rummaging, they both collapsed on the bed. Clyde still buried deep in Emma without pulling out. “Emma, you complete my world and I love you so much,” he whispered in her ears.Without hesitation, knowing where her heart belonged, she responded. “I love you too, Clyde. Just don't be an asshole,” she teased, slapping him across the chest.Immediately, Clyde caged both of her wrists, pinning them above her head. “Speaking of assholes, I want to take yours,” he informed her.“Not happening, Clyde. I'm utterly spent. And, that place is restricted. You can take me wherever else, but not in the ass.”Chuckling, “I wasn't asking. I was demanding.”Emma, rolled her eyes at him, which she soon regretted when he slapped her hard across her ass cheeks. Twitching, she jerked forward, wincing
Clyde dropped his pants with the rest of his clothing; briefs and shirt. His eyes narrowed as he reviewed Emma with eyes so hungry, so dark, that they made her heart flutter. He stood before her naked, his cock thick and hard for her, the muscles in his powerful thighs flexing, his large hands clenching and unclenching.“You are going to regret saying that,” he said in a low voice, dangerously calm, and controlled, tentatively touching the place he had bitten on the side of Emma's neck. His words set her on fire. His gaze, following her curves from her still trembling eyes, to her pussy, belly, breasts, neck, and back up to meet her eyes, scorched her and made every patch of skin ache for more of his touch.Her stomach clenched, and her heart rate picked up. She was enjoying the challenge. “Show me all you're made of, Clyde,” she challenged.In a flash, she saw his eyes get darker, his pupil showing a radiant danger. “Come here,” he ordered and took a step back. “Bend, Emma,” he point
As soon as Emma entered his territory, Clyde felt it. He lost concentration, feeling every ounce of her presence and her smell filling his nostrils until his feet guided him to her.He only settled now that he was in her presence, and he wasted no time to fill his longing.“I have waited long enough,” he growled.Emma felt a sucking feeling in her stomach made her gasp. She was high on adrenaline.Clyde wasted no time. He didn't hesitate. He didn't ask for permission. Crushing her to him, wedging his body between her thighs, he claimed her mouth as his hands grabbed her hips, slide to her ass, and pressed her against him. His cock grew hard, making sparks of desperate need shot through her.“Emma, you're going to get the fuckery of your life. Sex between mates,” he growled. She felt intoxicated by his words, scent, and growl. So much that she could only purr.“Yes,” she gasped and abruptly got overwhelmed, tearing his shirt, and pulling it up over his head.She had seen him naked nume
Emma broke into a sprint as soon as she got out of her eyesight, embracing her new abilities. Her senses were heightened, the cold night's air, slapping against her face. She was relentlessly swerving in-between trees, elevating herself to their top ad she howled.It seemed like this was a part of her that had long been subdued. She felt complete, free, and happier. She has never felt so strong and seen her entire life until now. Her chuckles and carefree laughter overshadowed the night as she bounced off another tree.Accidentally, she crashed into an unsuspecting tree. Instead of grumbling and cursing like the old, weak, and helpless Emma would, she furiously punched into the wall, shattering every piece of the tree as she yelled in satisfaction.Emma had no clue where she was headed, but she trusted her body, legs, and thoughts to guide her until she was lost deep in the woods. She kept sprinting, worrying about nothing but the void of missing her parents that burrowed deep in her
Emma straightened her neck as the Chief approached further, giving the medical team a questioning and concerned look. The ambulance siren blew all around them. It was chaotic with different Departments crowding the scene.“The man who has been causing all this havoc kidnapped me because I witnessed him killing a child and turned him in. He is in there,” Emma pointed.Shortly, Clive was found in a corner where he had been bonded by Wolfsbane. The cops handcuffed him and led him to their car. Since he looked exactly like Clyde, whom they had initially arrested, they thought it was still him.“I will make you pay, Emma. Until you stop existing, I will never rest,” he threatened as he was being forced into the car.“Keep threatening an officer, and we might gag you before you get to jail,” the chief yelled.Emma saw Maverick and Emily's bodies being carried out, too. She felt nothing toward them but resentment. Resentment that they had almost ruined her relationship and nearly gotten her
Sneering and growling, Carrington lay Maverick on the floor and charged toward Emma. Liam, Morris, and Clyde tried to interfere, but she stopped them. “No, he's mine,” she echoed.They nodded, transcending into fighting the others.The battlefield erupted into chaos as the wolves clashed in a flurry of teeth and claws. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, punctuated by growls and snarls that reverberated through the night.Emma's golden fur shimmered with a radiant intensity as she led the charge, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. Her movements were fluid and precise, each strike calculated and ruthless. She fought with a ferocity that surpassed anything she had shown before, her primal instincts awakened by the injustices she had endured.She bit on Carrington, as many times as her teeth could dig in, without mercy. She wanted him to feel every dent of her fangs.Beside her, Clyde's wolf, his dark fur glistening with a newfound vitality, moved with a leth
As Emma took in her surrounding, embracing her new power, Carrington tried to attack from behind. However, she could feel the waves around her and without hesitation, she blocked him off with the siren of her power and slammed him to the ground. The impact was filled with precision and strength that the ground he landed on, broke deep.Emma could feel every vibration around her. She could smell everything and hear everything. Her senses were heightened, her speed unmatched.Emma's eyes flickered with a mixture of remorse and pain as she stood before the lifeless body of Clyde, his form imbued with the essence of the Nashgur. She hesitated for a moment, contemplating the consequences of her actions. She possessed the power to resurrect the dead, but at what cost? This, she was yet to find out.The atmosphere became filled with energy as Emma extended her golden paw, placing it gently upon Clyde's motionless chest. She closed her eyes, channeling the dormant power within her, summoning
Bodies littered everywhere, with Carrington drawing strength from the chair around him. Blood smeared every corner of the room. Clive and Maverick with their wolves soon delved into attacking from behind, killing more of Clyde's wolves.But Liam's eyes blazed with an indomitable spirit as he summoned every ounce of courage within him. With a surge of determination, he yanked the knife from Emma's side, a spray of blood accompanying its release.He was trying hard to fight the power controlling him as his strength was tried, but his determination and fury were an antidote to that poison. Liam staggered forward, his voice laced with defiance and a burning resolve. “You may have the power, Carrington, but you will never have the leadership spirit. The darkness you embrace will consume you, leaving nothing but emptiness in its wake.”Carrington's face twisted into a mask of fury, his eyes burning with deadly rage. He lunged toward Liam, their final confrontation imminent. The air crackled
Emma's heart shattered into a million pieces as she watched her Morris fall, her anguished cries echoing through the chamber. The pain coursing through her veins was unbearable, threatening to consume her entirely.“Why… why?” she choked, her voice trembling with grief and disbelief. “Why take him since he is your son? What more do you want?”Clive's eyes gleamed with sadistic pleasure, relishing in the torment he had inflicted. “I want your head, Emma. The power that lies dormant within you isn't yours. And now, there's no one left to protect you. No one to stand in our way.”Emma's anguish transformed into a seething fire within her, a burning rage that pushed her beyond the brink of despair. With a forced determination, she rose to her feet, her tear-stained face a mask of fierce resolve.“You will have to kill me before you get it,” she declared, her voice filled with a potent mix of grief and courage. Clive's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling sound that sent shivers d