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She’s A Virgin

ALPHA ANDRAS

"Strip!"

The petite lady in front of me looks at me with fear, but she does as I command.

As she strips, my wolf stirs within me, and a weird surge of need envelops me, making me feel things I've never felt before for any woman. Not even for Jenna.

I should kick her out of the room since I'm not in the mood for any sexual hijinks, no matter what Jenna wants, but I can't bring myself to do it.

As I analyze the intense and strange feelings that the sight of her half-naked body elicits in me, she keeps stripping, and I can't help but look. Fuck! I'm already hard.

Her breasts are an excellent medium ground, neither too little nor too huge - they are simply the perfect size. I imagine myself holding them. They'd be comfortable in my hands. Fuck! I swallow hard and attempt to close my eyes, but I can't.

Instead, my gaze moves down her chest, tracing the smoothness of her tummy down to the line of her hips, and an uncontrollable moan of need escapes my lips.

With a primordial
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