ris_wandi

In just one night, my life changed a hundred and eighty degrees. My happiness fades with sadness.

That terrible night, I lost my loved ones; Mama, Papa, Pack House.

But before I realized I was alone, Papa introduced me to a man. Someone Papa meant would take care of me. However, there he also left me.

Grow up in solitude. I wouldn't want to know the name of love, mate. Because I am a rogue wolf.

Fated To The Rogue Alpha

I suck on the edge for a single moment and pull away when I feel Wilona tremble with a rewarding whimper. I stand back up, breathing faltered slightly as my pants find themselves horribly tight.

"You're a fucking tease and I hate you," Will whines as she shifts her bag to the front of her pants.

Our shopping continues with a newfound tension, one that only builds as I continue to tease her in subtle ways, riling her up the best I can.

My fingers cradled her neck, rubbing softly at the nape of her, making her whimper with each featherlike caress. I let my hands swipe by her legs every time I put something inside the trolley, lingering longer than necessary. I risked a few more kisses and even fewer licks, vibrating from the way it made her pant.

NEED THINGS TO BE PERFECT