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The Suitor
QuayWell, it's not the kind of menage a trois people typically get, but I'm excited to see how this plays out.
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Fearless Human Mate The Chase
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Fearless Human Mate The Dance
This woman was something else. Mason thought as he smiled at her determination to keep going. This was supposed to be a simple grab-and-go, but alas, here they were. She challenged him every step of the way, proving how viable she was to be his vessel. He was beyond impressed, but now he was ready for this night to be over. He watched as she let go of the branch. She fell into his arms, and they both took a sharp breath, feeling the connection taking hold of their bodies. Mason took this moment to pull her closer to his chest while Xenia eyed the axe. Oblivious to her plan, Mason caressed the side of her neck with his nose. Even under the mud, he could still pick up her scent as if it was tattooed on his brain. Xenia was acutely aware of his excitement against her thigh as he allowed her feet to touch the ground. "Mate," he whispered against her skin, causing her body to shiver. Xenia didn't like the effect he had on her. So much so that she gathered all her hate and kicked h
Fearless Human Mate The Bandit Camp
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Fearless Human Mate Savior
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Fearless Human Mate Our Fucking Luck
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Fearless Human Mate Getting What's Mine
Mason stalked closer to the tent as he kept his gaze on the two guards standing in front. He could hear their conversation from his position. "Of course, he's the first one to have a go with her," the taller one said with a grunt. "They're usually despondent after he's finished. It takes the joy out of it when it's my turn." The shorter one laughed. "That's the way it is with Barrick. I'm just glad he shares. It's been a while since we had one so…" He moved his hands in an hourglass shape. They laughed again, and it took only a second for Mason to understand what they were discussing. They wanted to touch his mate. "Kill them! Kill them ALL!" Rodin roared inside his head. The thought of anyone touching their mate in that way made their blood boil. Before he could react, they all heard sounds coming from inside the tent. "Looks like this one is feisty," the shorter one grinned. "Those are the best ones to break. I wondered how-" Mason moved before the bandit could finish his sent
Fearless Human Mate Jealousy...
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