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Thirty-Two: Greyson
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Rogue Desires Thirty-Three: Sloane
I had thought the lockdown after Greyson slammed into Ethan's vehicle was bad, but this was on another level. We weren't just trapped in the castle but still free to roam.This time, we had all been trapped in the dining hall while the Alphas conversed in my father's office, debating what actions they would take.It didn't matter that Greyson wasn't a threat to me and that I didn't need to be here. As far as they knew, Greyson was the devil and posed a danger to our pack.Yet, knowing that he had been fighting for me was exciting. When I finally heard the report on Ethan's injuries, my heart swelled. His face had been beaten to a pulp, but he had two distinct injuries.The back of his head had been smashed, the pack doctor had pulled pieces of tree bark from it, and Ethan's wrist had almost been shattered.It was hard to hide my smile after hearing that.I wanted nothing more than to run to Greyson and wrap myself around him, kissing him until the world stopped. But I couldn't because
Rogue Desires Thirty-Four: Sloane
"Come on, come on, come on," I muttered while waiting for my phone to turn on. My mother had left me in my room, not caring if I stayed there with a guard at my door or if I returned to the dining hall.I preferred to stay here, but I knew someone would probably be along shortly to escort me back to the others once they realized I was no longer with my mother. If or when they did, I wanted to be long gone.The device vibrated in my hand, and I held my breath as my background appeared. As soon as I unlocked it, a message popped up, and I had to cover my mouth to hide the giddy squeal threatening to leave me.Greyson: I feel like I should explain, but he had it coming.I pressed my lips together and fell back onto my bed as I stared at the screen.Sloane: Thank you.I didn't know what else to say, but when I saw him next, I was going to show him just how much I appreciated him. Only this time, I would be sober and awake.Greyson: You're not mad?It blew my mind that he assumed I would be
Rogue Desires Thirty-Five: Greyson
She was still here. Still touching me. Still with me. Still mine.I had been terrified that when she found out I had gone after Ethan, she wouldn't want anything to do with me, but she didn't seem to mind. Sloan actually seemed happy about it, like I had delivered her a bouquet of roses instead of a beaten and bloody body.I don't know how I had gotten so lucky to find her, but I was determined to hold onto her. If anything, maybe she could keep me sane while the rest of the town seemed to be going mad.They were still walking around like they had been abducted and replaced by clones… really fucking happy clones.Freya was even happier than before and practically bounced out of the house to give Sloane and me privacy when I told her Sloane was on her way.I didn't even need to ask her to leave. She skipped out the door in a hurry and presumably went to her secret boyfriend's house.It was weird.Yet, I was strangely happy, too, but I knew my happiness was because of Sloane. I was almos
Rogue Desires Thirty-Six: Sloane
As Greyson stared at me with an empty plate before him and his jaw dropped, I couldn't help but laugh. He really did wear his emotions on his sleeve, and I loved that about him. There was no guessing what he felt or thought when I was with him.His pupils were blown wide, the black hiding most of the grey, and his Adam's apple bobbed."I would be okay with that," His confirmation made me laugh, and I swallowed my last bite of waffle before reaching for the glass of water he had placed in front of me."That's good to know." I shrugged nonchalantly and looked away from him. His knee was bouncing, and every few seconds, his pointer finger twitched as if he were resisting grabbing something.My breath caught in my lungs as he leaned in, his scent surrounding me like a warm blanket."Does that mean I get to taste you again too?" The low rumble of his words sent goosebumps down my spine, and I found myself nodding before I realized I was even doing it.He could do whatever he wanted, wheneve
Rogue Desires Thirty-Seven: Sloane
"Text me when you get home," Greyson whispered against my lips, and I pressed myself further against him in the cold cave.The sun had yet to rise, but I knew I had a higher chance of sneaking in unseen if it were still dark out. The waterproof bag Greyson had surprised me with this morning, having bought it in town for me the day before, dropped to the ground as I pushed up on the balls of my feet to kiss him again. He held me tighter to him, seeming to be as resistant to letting me go as I was to leave.After taking turns last night, Greyson taught me a new position. The reverse cowgirl.My, oh, my.The way he felt inside me at the angle was incredible. I had enough room to rub my clit while I rode him, and when I accidentally touched his balls, I learned something else. He loved it when I played with his balls while fucking him.The noise he made when I cupped and gently massaged them while he was deep inside of me was animalistic and almost feral.It was a sound I was determined to
Rogue Desires Thirty-Eight: Greyson
My leg bounced as I sat on the porch next to a sleepy Freya who had just gotten in. The steaming cup of coffee in her hands seemed to be more for warming her hands than drinking, as she had only taken one sip in the several minutes she had been out here with me. Usually, I would kick my feet up on the porch railing and relax back into the cushioned bench seat, but my entire body was tense. It felt like something was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what. Was it my people, my woman, or that I couldn't get a signal anywhere in my house today on the cheap phone I hadn't wanted in the first place? Sloane was supposed to text me when she got home, and not receiving her message to confirm her safety had me on edge. It was reasonable to assume that she had either forgotten to text me or had been pulled into something when she got home, probably her family breakfast, but I still hated it. I wished I could walk her right back to her pack border and send her off with a kiss, but she had ref
Rogue Desires Thirty-Nine: Sloane
It was humiliating to sit with the packs in the dining hall with a guard standing right behind me. Everyone knew I had run away during the lockdown, and my father made sure to send his message loud and clear that I was currently on the outs with him by the cold shoulder he was giving me in addition to the guard.It was a crowded pack dinner, celebrating Ben's win during the second challenge. Yet, even in a room with everyone sitting, eating, and drinking, someone stood no less than two feet behind my chair, ready to grab me if I ran.The guard was unnecessary and frustrating. Even if I wanted to run away from the pack dinner, everyone would see me stand up and do so. There was no way to sneak off, and it irritated me that my father was trying to humiliate me this way.Even Aiden wouldn't look at me for a while, knowing interacting with me would cause him to go on my father's shit list too. Still, he did nudge my shoe with his at one point to let me know that even though I was currently
Rogue Desires Forty: Sloane
When dinner was over, I was relieved to find my room just as I had left it. The only difference was a new lock on my door, but I would still be moving a piece of furniture in front of it at night to keep intruders out.Mainly, Ethan.A knock on my door had me rushing to it, and as I pulled it open, I found my tall, lanky little brother standing there. I grabbed his arm and pulled him inside.Aiden grunted at the force of my pull, and I didn't bother exchanging pleasantries with the guard, who immediately moved to stand in front of my door again as I slammed it shut."What did Ellie say? What the hell was that about at dinner?" I rushed to ask him, but he was more focused on the mess in my room as I hadn't had time to finish cleaning it back up yet."Forget dinner. What the hell happened in here?" Aiden asked, looking horrified when he spotted my closet.I waved my hand dismissively before rushing out my reasoning, "I think Ethan trashed my room and stole my cell phone, but that's not i
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