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could before her parents mated her off to a guy with money and a title like they had both her sisters.
He understood what she was saying. In more ways than one. And he stood there at a loss for signs, suddenly in the weird position of feeling sorry for the princess who had everything: brains, looks, title, fortune—but would eventually have to pay the price by sacrificing the things she cherished most: freedom and fun.
Her laughing smile went a little awkward then, like she was forcing the twinkle to stay in her eyes.
“Can’t remember sign for M-A-K-E-O-U-T?”
He went totally still.
She was here for his brother. She had come here to spend her last weekend of freedom with Luke. He knew that. Knew it and understood it. But his body—the erection came on so suddenly, it caused him pain and he had to fight the instinct to fold over. Getting in wolf position would be a disaster. Especially with her down here and the tingling in his lower back… like his beast was walking up and down the bottom of his spine.
“Wait…” she signed, wiggling her fingers in the air. “Remember: want MAKEOUT?”
He wasn’t prepared for what happened next. He’d had this dream a thousand times before, both sleeping and awake, and it always ended the same way. Him signing for her to get out, repeatedly and so emphatically it sent her scrambling up the ladder—albeit still laughing. Him watching her go, his beast pulsating inside of him, his heart on cold fire with the feeling that she was warm water slipping through his hands. That was how it had gone down in real life five years ago and in all of the dreams that followed.
But not tonight. Tonight he took her invitation, pulling her into his arms for a makeout session more intense than the one she’d been taunting him with. Aggressive, angry kisses, right on the mouth, like she must have grown multiple inches in the moments it took to pull her to him and they were now the same height.
She must have grown in strength, too, because she laid him down on his dog beds and fell on top of him, the hot folds of her now naked pussy fitting over the cock throbbing inside his sweat pants. She ground herself against him, creating a torture chamber of friction, because she was right there. Everything he wanted was right there, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t take himself out or even touch her because… because…
Grady came awake, his eyes popping open. And that was when he realized why the dream had taken the sudden erotic turn that it hadn’t in real life.
Tu, she was on top of him, naked and kissing him. Not happily like that first time, but angrily, like she was trying to punish him for something.
And he let her. Red hot need pumping through every vessel in his body as he kissed her back like a man caught in the thrall of a succubus. Not caring why she was in his bed, naked. Only liking that she was.
He could smell her arousal scent as her hips humped against him, and his heart nearly exploded with joy, because she wanted him. Wanted him like he’d wanted her from the beginning, and though his beast was tingling, Grady sensed it would let him have her, let this dream finally come true. But something was off. Something he couldn’t ignore, no matter how much he liked how aggressively she was kissing him. Why was she here now, kissing him after what had happened earlier that day?
He grabbed her hips and stopped her grinding against him. She tried to kiss him again, but he shook his head, mouthing, “Stop” against her lips, and then finally lifting her all the way off of him and setting her aside.
He fumbled in the dark and turned on the nearby lamp.
“Why?” he signed as soon as the lights came on.
She was fully naked, and the sight of her, yeah, it did something to him. Made his cock pulse and his beast tingle with frustration. But she might as well have been wearing a suit of armor, her expression was so impenetrable.
“You want sex with me,” she signed. “Why you
He understood what she was saying. In more ways than one. And he stood there at a loss for signs, suddenly in the weird position of feeling sorry for the princess who had everything: brains, looks, title, fortune—but would eventually have to pay the price by sacrificing the things she cherished most: freedom and fun.
Her laughing smile went a little awkward then, like she was forcing the twinkle to stay in her eyes.
“Can’t remember sign for M-A-K-E-O-U-T?”
He went totally still.
She was here for his brother. She had come here to spend her last weekend of freedom with Luke. He knew that. Knew it and understood it. But his body—the erection came on so suddenly, it caused him pain and he had to fight the instinct to fold over. Getting in wolf position would be a disaster. Especially with her down here and the tingling in his lower back… like his beast was walking up and down the bottom of his spine.
“Wait…” she signed, wiggling her fingers in the air. “Remember: want MAKEOUT?”
He wasn’t prepared for what happened next. He’d had this dream a thousand times before, both sleeping and awake, and it always ended the same way. Him signing for her to get out, repeatedly and so emphatically it sent her scrambling up the ladder—albeit still laughing. Him watching her go, his beast pulsating inside of him, his heart on cold fire with the feeling that she was warm water slipping through his hands. That was how it had gone down in real life five years ago and in all of the dreams that followed.
But not tonight. Tonight he took her invitation, pulling her into his arms for a makeout session more intense than the one she’d been taunting him with. Aggressive, angry kisses, right on the mouth, like she must have grown multiple inches in the moments it took to pull her to him and they were now the same height.
She must have grown in strength, too, because she laid him down on his dog beds and fell on top of him, the hot folds of her now naked pussy fitting over the cock throbbing inside his sweat pants. She ground herself against him, creating a torture chamber of friction, because she was right there. Everything he wanted was right there, but he couldn’t move, couldn’t take himself out or even touch her because… because…
Grady came awake, his eyes popping open. And that was when he realized why the dream had taken the sudden erotic turn that it hadn’t in real life.
Tu, she was on top of him, naked and kissing him. Not happily like that first time, but angrily, like she was trying to punish him for something.
And he let her. Red hot need pumping through every vessel in his body as he kissed her back like a man caught in the thrall of a succubus. Not caring why she was in his bed, naked. Only liking that she was.
He could smell her arousal scent as her hips humped against him, and his heart nearly exploded with joy, because she wanted him. Wanted him like he’d wanted her from the beginning, and though his beast was tingling, Grady sensed it would let him have her, let this dream finally come true. But something was off. Something he couldn’t ignore, no matter how much he liked how aggressively she was kissing him. Why was she here now, kissing him after what had happened earlier that day?
He grabbed her hips and stopped her grinding against him. She tried to kiss him again, but he shook his head, mouthing, “Stop” against her lips, and then finally lifting her all the way off of him and setting her aside.
He fumbled in the dark and turned on the nearby lamp.
“Why?” he signed as soon as the lights came on.
She was fully naked, and the sight of her, yeah, it did something to him. Made his cock pulse and his beast tingle with frustration. But she might as well have been wearing a suit of armor, her expression was so impenetrable.
“You want sex with me,” she signed. “Why you
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