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286 pages
First published October 14, 2017
“Your tears belong to me. Every single last salty one of them.”
Courtney💀(h)
“I’m no cheerleader anymore.”
I run my knuckle across her clit and laugh when she jolts in response. “What are you now?”
“Your sheep?”
I lift a brow. “My sheep?”
“Your black sheep.”
“I’m sorry, sheep.”
“I am a wolf,” she snaps back, her body rippling with sudden anger.
Rome🥰😍😝(H)
”You get to feel when I say you feel,” I mutter as my fingers go to the button on her skirt. “You’ve not felt anything yet.”
Her nose has turned pink. I can’t tell if it’s from crying or embarrassment. Maybe both. Either way, I like to see her in this wrecked state with soda staining her jeans and her plump bottom lip quivering uncontrollably.
Courtney Moss is a fucking pathetic mess.
I want to laugh and shoot her the bird as I roar past her. Instead, I find myself slowing so I can revel in her misery. I want to wring it from her and drink from it.
“You called her a whore!” he yells back.
A crowd begins to form and people are acting stupid yelling, “Fight, fight, fight.” It won’t be a fight. I’d knock his ass out with one punch.
“She’s mine. I get to say whatever the fuck I want. But you,” I snarl in his face, “you don’t get to treat her that way. Fucking apologize. Now.”
“You have to be nice to me,” I mutter, all resolve melting away when he touches my clit.
“This is nice.” His thumb rubs circles on my sensitive nerves as he slowly slides in and out of me.
Yes, it’s more than nice.
Oh, God.
“Please…”
“Please, what, sheep? Please fuck you until you cry?”
Raven🥰🥺
the romance:
She licks her lips and my cock jumps in her grip. “I am not a sheep,” she purrs. “I am a wolf.”... She kneels before me, a queen before her king, and licks those fucking lips again.