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My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Yearning.
"Thank you."They had just finished pumping and setting the bed. The air mattress lay beside the wall, swollen with air. "You're welcome," Clea said and blew him a kiss. "Phew. A bed we can both lie in knowing for sure we won't be pressed together," she said and giggled. Then she added, "Not that being pressed up against you was awful."Tarik smiled. "Not that it was awful."There was suddenly an uncomfortable silence as the two of them stood there, staring at each other. "Wanna... do that again?" "What?" Clea said, her voice almost a whisper.There was a seductive twinkle in Tarik's eyes as he spoke. "Be pressed up against each other." Clea tried to curl her toes, then remember she couldn't do that comfortably since they were in boots. "I don't wanna put you in trouble.""I don't mind trouble if that's what it takes to be with you.""Tarik!" Clea said and chuckled. "What?" He held out a hand. She placed her hand in it and he pulled her closer. He slid an arm around her waist and
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Intertwined Bodies and the Love Confession.
Clea dropped onto her knees and unzipped his trouser. As she pulled it down, she maintained eye contact with him. His long, pitch-black lashes cast sultry shadows over his bright amber irises. At that moment, Clea believed he was the sexiest man she'd ever met. He was gazing at her with an intensity that was both warm and invigorating and made her shy. So she looked down. She had to, anyway, since she was doing a gift unwrapping and had gotten to the final wrap. She dragged off his underwear and his cock burst free. It stuck out straight in front of him; long, thick and hard. Clea let out a small gasp, drooling at the sight of it. Her hand slowly went up to touch it, and Tarik twitched a bit when her hand held him. She smiled as she grazed it with her face. She dropped tiny kisses all over it. Then she stuck her tongue out at his head, pulling his taste into her mouth. Licking it up like it was a treat. She dragged her tongue down his shaft, licking all the way to his balls and back
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Fight.
Clea met Tyler when she was thirteen and he was fifteen. Her father used to deal drugs and he had dropped by their house to buy some. He had been a scrawny, pale, teenage boy whose face looked like it was tired from having to carry all of the world's problems on it. Clea looked like that at the time too. She had noticed the similarities between them. Scrawny; check. Pale; check. Rugged hair; check. Depressed face; check. He stood around the walkway, while Clea sat at the porch playing with stones. He ignored her until she spoke to him. "What do you want?""Uhm..." he was very nervous and kept rubbing his hands on his washed-out jeans. "Some of the stuff your dad sells." Clea looked at the door. A ruckus was going on inside between her parents, one that forced her outside. "Now's not the right time. Come back at night.""I need it now, though. Like, immediately." He was jittery. "You've been using it?""No, this is going to be my first time." She swallowed. "Why do you want to sta
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Other Side of Tarik; Hunter.
"One thing I'm not gon' let you do is call me by that idiot's name."Clea gaped. "...what?""Get with the program. You're talking to Hunter right now, not Tarik. I don't want this meetup but I couldn't sleep because you're weighing me down." He eyed her. "So, what is it? What's the issue? Come on, drop it. You do know the first step to solving a problem is sharing it."Clea opened her mouth and stuttered. "...you're not Tarik?"He huffed. "No, we've clarified that."That was the problem. The man in front of her was very much Tarik. His shirt was unbuttoned, and his hair was curved to a different angle, but it was definitely, definitely, Tarik. And what was he saying about her soul?"And my soul was weighing you down, stopping you from sleeping?"He sighed like he was losing his temper. That, was a very non-Tarik move. Tarik was someone who you'd never guess was capable of losing his temper. "You were sad. I could feel it. And I couldn't sleep. Yes, it was your soul weighing me down."
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Waiting Game.
It had been four days since Clea crashed her car into a tree and cracked the portal. Four days since the creatures regained hope and began working towards freeing themselves from the thousand-year-old hell. In that time, about a quarter of the population had perished.At first, the deaths served as a motivation for them. A reason to work harder towards getting out. But as more and more people died, that motivation turned into fear. The instrument they were using to try and break the portal was their energy. Their powers. The vampires used their super speed to launch great force against it. The shadow spirits dissolved their body form to try and get in between and push it open. The werecoyotes and the werewolves, well, they organised and watched. The vampires and shadow-spirits were using the last of their energy, and that resulted in them dying like ants. A revolt happened on the fifth day. They confronted the werecoyotes and werewolves and asked them to contribute, or they would st
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The 'Lovebirds' and the Thirdwheel.
Kali and Clea were startled awake by a scream that rang through the entire inn. Even subconscious, they could tell it was coming from the room opposite theirs. The room they left Hunter to sleep in, while they retired to the separate room Kali booked in anger. They sprang off the bed and dashed out, Kali behind Clea. The voice that screamed was familiar to Clea. Her guess was confirmed when she sighted the petite girl standing in front of the slightly ajar door. She rushed inside the room, pulling Rose with her and locked the door. "God, you're so extra," Hunter was saying. "Was the screaming necessary?"Clea was annoyed. "You aren't supposed to be seen here, did you forget that?" "Don't nag at me, I thought it was one of you. Did anyone warn me someone would be coming over?"At this point they all stared at Rose, she was hugging Clea tightly, her head pressed to Clea's chest. Clea gingerly wrapped her arms around the freaked-out girl. "Rose?""Yes, miss Clea."Kali gave Clea a sid
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Early Signs of Wavering Feelings.
A huge weight, something unseen that had been pressing Clea down, dropped when she made that statement. She thought affirming her love would crush her, but it turned out, that what would've crushed her was not affirming it. She had been so scared to confess that to herself. Meanwhile, all this time what had been pulling her down wasn't the fear of loving him. It was the fear of not accepting that love. "...I'm always thinking of him. I'm always wanting to be around him. I think he's perfect. I can't seem to find a single flaw in him to be turned off by. And, and— and..."Rose was eager. Her brows raised as her eyes zeroed in concentration on Clea. Clea chuckled. "You must think I'm crazy for loving him.""I— don't." Rose turned back to her painting. She wasn't painting anything anyway. She was merely drawing lines of different colours of paint over themselves. "I don't really think he's a bad person. Most of us school kids don't. We've been warned lots and lots of times that he's dan
My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Eerie Rainforest.
Two Volkswagen trucks sped through the forest, disrupting the quiet of the rainforest. They slowed down at a junction that not far from the forest entrance and took a diversion. The path they entered was no longer than two hundred metres before it was taken over by trees. But it was far enough to get the party to where they were headed.This party comprised two sets of people. The cops, including the sheriff himself, and the Heart-of-Town priests, including the Shaman. The Shaman came down from the first truck with exaggerated care. When she got down, a troop of six men clad in religious attire lined up in threes behind her, forming two lines. Behind them, the Shaman's daughter, Natasha, took her place. Seven cops flanked the entire group on all sides while the Sheriff stood beside the Shaman. The Shaman was a tiny, little woman. She was very petite. Unlike her daughter who stood tall and thick and looked strong, she was fragile. Her skin was so pale, it was more white than butter. A
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- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Deliberation.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Shaman's Tale.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Ultimatum.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Possessed Friend.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Two-sided Profession of Love.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Undoing.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Return.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Soulful Connection.
- My Demon Loves Your Wolf The Fall and Catch.
