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might be sickly. He had a wispy blonde goatee and moustache that sickened me for some reason, though I couldn’t explain why…  

Suddenly, I knew that this man had to die. I couldn’t explain it at the time but I knew that Blade was right in killing this man, that there would be justice here, somewhere. I didn’t understand it, but I wanted this man to die and I wanted Blade to do it.
     
    Werewolves, Motorcycles, and Curves
     
    “I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he said smoothly, sliding his arms around my waist and pulling me close, his long, hardening rod pressing against my wet thighs, and my boobs, slick with water and my nipples already hard, pressing against his chest. He pulled me close and tight, so that even my belly pressed against his strong stomach. I wanted this so badly and here, here it was.  

“Not at all,” I murmured. I stood up on my tip-toes and his mouth swooped in, capturing my lips. It was the greatest kiss of my life, the one that still keeps me awake at night. Although he was a human now, he kissed ravenously, like a wolf. I felt like my lips were his prey and here he was, scavenging my flesh for sustenance, devouring my soft, pink lips as if he had just hunted them, just killed them, and now, god, his teeth and tongue were dividing and conquering, only instead of a poor forest deer, it was me—I was his prey. He was devouring me with his kiss and there was nothing I wanted more than to be devoured.  

He kissed down my neck, his strong lips sucking and leaving marks. I didn’t even care. I felt in that moment that I was his now and I wanted those marks on me, as if proof that I belonged to him—that he was my mate, the alpha male of my pack.  

Now his lips raked over my collarbone, sending shockwaves of delight rippling throughout my body. So, this is what it felt like to be claimed by a wolf, I remember thinking, running my fingers over his back, savoring the feeling of his hot skin beneath the hot water, letting the water run through my fingers as I pressed into his muscles, letting soft, pleasurable gasps escape from my lips as he touched me and as I touched him.  

“I want you,” I whispered desperately, passionately, hoping he would feel the need emanating from me. “I have no idea what’s going on but I want you more than I’ve wanted anything in my entire life.”  
     
     
     

     
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