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Out of breath, flustered, and still a bit shocked, I tried to calm my raging heart down.He has never been so rough and direct. Don’t get me wrong, I think I loved this side of him, but I didn’t understand the sudden change, and on top of it all, he claims I am the one who has changed. His warm body is still flush against my back, his hammering heart matching mine on my back. A light tickling sensation over my collarbone snapped me out of my hazed sex fog, and I smacked it out of reflex, expecting a mosquito or something. Instead, something splattered between my fingers drops splashed against my cheek; taken aback, I lifted my hand up and looked at it. My eyes widened, and my hand frantically returned to my shoulder and sticky skin. Blood. The sound that left my throat was new for me, a strange mixture of fear, shock, and utter disbelief mixed in with the surprised gasp. I began to wiggle my shoulders, trying to get Arcane off my back, still staring at my bloody fingers. My pulse did
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* Smack! * The back of my hand slammed into his chest, and I rolled my eyes at his dramatic performance. He was gasping for air and pretending to be hurt. “Stop that!” “I can’t help it!” “Yes, you can! Growling at every creature with a dick is getting tiring!” He scoffed, “ I’m not! Just the ones that st..” I cut him off because I’ve heard this sentence repeatedly in the last couple of days. “No, it’s not just the ones staring! Stop kidding yourself. That poor guy didn’t even have time to turn around before you acted like a rabid dog! And NO, it’s not sweet, cool, or anything like it at all. If you can’t stop, I need to get you a tight collar or a spray bottle... Maybe even call Cesar Milan.” Muttering the last part, knowing he had no idea who that was, and even then, a loud growl cut the air between us. “Cesar? Who is he? A human? Should I expect to fight him for your attention?" I sighed and walked away; after a few seconds, he hurried up behind me and continued to press
The Viking's Mate Hunt Chaos
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Eir´s POV. “Oh, please.” Lydia managed to add her eye rolling perfectly into the tone of her voice before continuing, “We all know you know nothing about this world! You have no idea how to survive here alone! When your flying lizard crush leaves you here, you are all alone and without any remarkable skills to give you any advantage at all. So, stop acting like I am the freaking lousy guy! “ She screeched, still defending herself and trying to put the blame on me after a long, heated yelling session that had finally calmed down. Her cheeks had red-stained spots, like the warm spots spreading on mine, as the temperature between us had been blazing for a couple of minutes. Just looking at her made my anger reach a boiling point in my chest, my hands clenched so hard that my nails dug into my palms. Lydia had the freaking nerve to look as angry and wronged as me. “Ladies, ladies... Little Fly-fly, Little wolfy. Let us take a break and cool down.” “A break?!” I didn’t even try to ho
The Viking's Mate Hunt The white wolves prey
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The Viking's Mate Hunt Falling dragon
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The Viking's Mate Hunt Lydia & the wolf
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The Viking's Mate Hunt family
"Make her shut up for crying out loud!" Lydia winched and squirmed on the cold wooden floors. I pressed my hands over her mouth, desperately trying to muffle her cries and moans of pain. The wagon squeaked and humped on the poorly dirt road through the dense forest. Blood kept pouring out from the gaping wound on her shoulder and back; I’m sure some of her ribs are broken, and probably much worse things I don’t want to think about right now. I don’t even have so much as water or a cloth to stop the bleeding. Jacob is irritated and anxious and has been switching between threats to put her out of her misery and the very generous offer of leaving her behind here. Ezra had been quiet for a long while but had turned to face us only minutes ago. There was no trace of anger in either his face or voice, but what he said left nothing out to misunderstand, "Either she shuts up, or you will have to. Think of it like we, as parents, gave you a pet; if you can’t take care of it, we will get rid o
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