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• My wolf controlled me as I moved back to his waist, leaned over him, and slid onto his thick, bulging cock. At the same time, my fangs buried themselves in his veins.
• He roared so loud, the room shook. He fought my shadows that kept him pinned, but it was a wild desperation, and I knew if he could, he’d be pounding me into the arena floor.
• But I wanted the control. I wanted to mark him, I wanted to have him shaking beneath my prowess.