MERRY CHRISTMAS To the readers finding this the day it was published
"What about your friend?""That's all he is...doesn't exactly lust after the same things you do..." His eyes narrowed before he understood. "I-""Forget it, Grey." He nodded, kissing me again. But his hands were not considerate of my dress or my skin as he pulled at both with enough force to ruin t
Elodie's POV He dove into me, his nose nudging the apex of my sacred cleft, as he wrapped his lips around my bundle of nerves. Lifting my legs on either side of his shoulders, I was already arching my back to the single sucking motion he made in a few seconds. It became quick and died down before h
He altered from one side of my chest to the other as our speed together slowly increased. As swat came between us and our names became the only sound aside from that made from our bodies bound this way, he pressed his head to mine. "Guide me how you want me...how you like..." I begged breathlessly
Grey's POV I never understood the term 'on cloud nine' before walking out of that office with her scent still all over me and mine left on her. The sound of her heart still racing in her chest was a sense of pride as I had no intention of leaving her for long. I traveled quickly to the bar, almost
"Alden!" "Greydon? What is it?" "She was shot! I can't heal her, it isn't working! Why the fuck isn't it working! Her pulse is so quiet...what is happening?" "Calm down, where are you?" I gave the address, never releasing my pressure on her stomach. "You're too far from me. Come to the catacombs
Elodie's POV My consciousness was as stable as a feather to the wind. Unable to resist either the pull or the plunge, I was taken to and from a state of reality and back to that darkness I feared would be that final, fatal slip. Each time, I found silent relief to know that Grey remained nearby as
Grey's POV Years ago, dripping in blood and the mercy of whatever God left me alive, I promised myself I'd never step foot on the soil of my own pack. I wasn't even there when they honored my mother, buried my father, or lost those I saw grow into their leadership roles along with their buck teeth