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41. Tracker

Storm’s pov

It felt so good to be buried deep inside Aaro that I didn’t even fucking care that people might see us. Our windows were getting steamed up, but if anyone wanted to leave the packhouse they would spot my car parked in the snow.

I bit into the area where my mark on Aaro’s neck was, and she moaned my name. Fucking hell, my name sounded so good out of her mouth.

I pressed my nails into her ass, lifting her up and down while her amazing breasts were in my face. Fuck, if I died being suffocated by those fucking perfect tits, I would die happy.

I stuck my face right in between her breasts. I had pulled her top off minutes ago, before pulling her skirt off, moving her underwear to the side, and letting her slide down on my dick.

Aaro was made for me in every fucking way, and despite our earlier conversation, I knew she was trying. She wanted me to trust her, and while she was holding some things back, I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt.

I knew she was hiding things from
Naomi D.

I tried to write during the day, but my kids wanted to play outside. Luckily I had some time in the evening.

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Tamisha Redd Miles-Colbert
When is Alpha lex going to die??? I’m so ready to read that part of the story. I’m kind of sad that Aaro will leave Storm.
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Deej
I agree Alpha Alex is definitely up to no good. I bet that’s when she leaves.
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Melissa Brown
I think his dad is up to something??
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