---- 301. IT''S HURTING ME A LOT... HANNAH "What the hell is happening to me with this male?!" "Lycan prince, lie back on your cloak," I asked, my voiceing out moremanding than usual. I tried to sound calm. I mean, I''ve always been a confident woman! But something about him made me nervous. "Just call me Magnus," he corrected me again, and I nodded in ufortable silence. looked away a little when I saw him take off the ripped cloak and then his shirt toy them on the cave floor. Goddess, this male was handcrafted, damn his gics.
He was so hot, with bulging muscles perfectly cut in all the right ces. Huge, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. The pants hugged his ass in the sexiest way, and I never thought reddish hair falling down a man''s back would get my attention so much. His pale skin was more golden on the shoulders from the sun; it ---- was obvious he worked out and hunted, Hey down, exposing the front of his body. My shameless eyes couldn''t help but nce at the hard bulge in his groin, and my whole body shivered with desire. Something hot stirred in my veins and my heart raced.
I''ve always had trouble finding lovers who could satisfy me or who weren''t intimidated by my curves and size. I''m a rather sturdy woman, bigger than average. An inheritance from my parents. My father is a wild Alpha, raised in these dangerousnds full of beasts and harsh weather. My mother is Beta Centuria, the right hand of Queen Raven, and she''s also a big redhead. I''m a twin with Abigail, but we don''t look alike. She''s the delicate one, smaller, elegant, and feminine. 1 I''m the wild white-haired version.
I''m going to check you; if it hurts too much, touch me..." I warned, trying to focus on healing him. On my knees at his side. I''d felt weird ever since I looked at him up close for the first time. ---- "I can do that with no problem... touching you..." his lower, wolfish voice replied My eyes locked again with those too-intense blues. Why did I feel like those words had a double meaning? "Stop me only if the pain is unbearable..." I needed to rify. Because I swear, if he squeezes me again with those huge, warm, rough hands, I''ll moan out loud. "Of course," came that vibrant voice.
Why did I feel that dark, sensual scenting off him? Essence of smoke, of bonfire, of perfumed wood burning slowly. I couldn''t clearly smell the pheromones of males. My wolf spirit hadn''t shown itself, they told me it was too weak. I only had the ice magic. Since birth, my twin and I had had serious difficulties controlling our powers. Our mother had been poisoned while pregnant, and that left us with severe consequences. My twin Abigail couldn''t properly tame her Centuria fire wolf,<style>
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