SEVENTY TWO

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Dear Omega, Your lips tasted like honey as I nibbled them to my heart's content. Your skin was as soft and smooth as my pillows as I gave you bitemarks that made my wolf howled in satisfaction. And your body, holly s**t, yours was so perfect. Your every moan was like sweet music to my ears that sent me over the edge. Me claiming you is the greatest thing that ever happened in my whole life and it was still vivid on my mind, mate even until I woke up this morning. Or tell me, is it just a dream? The future Alpha

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