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I only fight with my hips not my fists
DestinyUnlockedBeen working and making money so it's been a while since I had a chance to update. Gonna work on updating more frequently. Sorry for disappearing.
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His Tiny Dancer Omega's Can Dance
We knocked on Nick's office door. When he said come in we all tumbled in. The four of us probably looked guilty. The handsome Alpha was seated behind his big oak desk. I let my mind wonder what it would be like to be stuffed full of that. Someone must have asked a question as Carson and Seth elbowed me. " We need to talk to you," I said finding my composure. " Come in and have a seat. I have three chairs so you will have to sit on my lap." He said with a smile. We all moved over to where he had told us to sit. I could not help myself as I rubbed a bit on my mate's lap. I could feel my reward as his cock pressed up in his pants. I could not help licking my lips. " Riley stop being weird and let's just explain why we came," Carson said giving me a look. " Sorry, I could not help myself. Your dad is hot." I said with a smirk. Nick pulled me closer on his lap. He nuzzled into my neck. Then I looked over my shoulder to the others. Each of my friends looked uneasy. Carson besid
His Tiny Dancer Dancing Is My Drug
As the music flows out I find myself lifting off with my feet. Never having to look out for my fellow dancers. We knew our parts and I was now lost. Lost in the chords of the piano as it wrapped around me. Like a hug that made me feel loved. The deep voice of Elton John enters my mind as I twirl on stage. It is one of my favorite songs. Reminds me off before I turned thirteen. Time before we all knew what my second gender was. Before my life turned bleak. I took Swift's advice and shook it off. All my previous bad thoughts. Getting lost in the music once more. I took to the air in a jump that I ended with a split. I could hear the gasps from the crowd. So happy that I am very flexible. He sang so lovingly about his dancer as I dreamed someone sometime would see me in the same light. Would I find my Alpha? I feared that when I did he would find my small five-foot-four frame too small for a male. Or that my slim yet well-formed body is not muscular enough. But in my dreams,
His Tiny Dancer Welcome To Edgemont Pack
The movers came early and we each got to take one last shower and got into our cars and drove like a small convoy. Carson is in the lead with his essentials in his car. The same was in each car. We packed some of our clothes and of course our bathroom stuff. We divided what has left of food between us also. What meat we had still not cooked I made up and we each had small little meals in our coolers. One was for food and the other for drinks. My idea, I know I am a genius.The sun was out casting out good vibes for our new beginning. I hoped that Carson's dad would fall in love with my food and allow me to stay. At least for now til I can find somewhere else to work. It would be fun to cook for a pack that big. Though from what I was explained by my friends I would mostly be cooking for the inner circle. No pressure or anything. Only gonna have to dazzle those in charge. I turned on some music and started my jam. Heaven by Avicii pounded
His Tiny Dancer Naughty Dancing With Friends
I had found myself sharing a room with Carson. He then proceeded to take me into the kitchens and introduce me to those who were there. We then left and went outside. His father and a few others were doing some training. I could not help but gaze at the masterpiece that was my mate. " Riley wanna dance?" Robbie asked me. I smiled and pulled out my phone. Maybe dancing would help. Both of us took position as the music started. Grinding our hips to the beat as our hands went up our chests slowly. Once the beat of " Take Your Shirt Off" Speed up a bit as the chorus took over both I and Robbie hit the ground on our backs. Thrusting twice as we rolled our hips and then took to our feet. Both our friends watched and smiled at us. They were used to us and had seen this number before. When the girls asked us to take off our tops and make their bubble pop both at the same time took off our shirts and tossed them at our friends
His Tiny Dancer Dealing With Myself
I had run into the woods near the packhouse. Grateful as I entered no one was following me. I took to the trees seeking to get lost within them. I could not go find my friends not when I felt this useless. Felt so disgusted with me. If I had been born female my parents would have never tossed me out. My mate would have opened his arms to me. But no I am a male omega. I moved til the trees were thick around me. I dared not stay on the ground. If a guard saw me they would ask questions. So I climbed. They might still smell me but they would have to climb up to ask me anything. Finding a ranch that was solid I pulled myself all the way on it and laid on top.In the air, you can hear the birds singing to one another. I wished I had wings instead of claws. Maybe if I did I could go somewhere where someone, even human would be happy with me. Resting my head against the wood of the tree I looked out. When I had climbed up he
His Tiny Dancer Taking Life And Making A Mess
Alpha Nickolas P.O.V. I was so happy that my son was coming home. When he and his two friends left four years ago I had been a little nervous. Sending three Omega males out into the world on their own was a father's nightmare. Would the boys be safe? Would they get hurt? Pregnant? Find their mates and never come back? I had taught Carson that mates were to be held on a high pedestal. Once you had a mate you put their needs before yours. If you were a lucky wolf you were blessed with your fated mate. Until the events over the past two days, I believed my fated had died. That we would never meet. That was why when my best friend and high school girlfriend's mate was killed I took her as my chosen. True we were in our early twenties at the time. My Eliza made me so happy and she was excited to give me a child. An heir for our pack. It was sad that she only got to hold him for a brief time after giving
His Tiny Dancer Don't Give Up On Me
Alpha Nickolas P.O.V. It took three days before Riley woke back up. During that time I held in him in my arms when I slept beside him. The first night it took my breath away how right it felt to have his slender form in my arms. His scent surrounded me made falling asleep easy. I took all my meals by his bedside. I even was the one to give him his sponge baths to keep him clean. I would ask for forgiveness from him. I also began to dream aloud about how our future would look like. I just needed two things from him. Him to wake up and forgive my stupid ideals. If I had to leave him alone Carson stayed along with their friends. One time I came into the room to music being played. As the music pumped out of someone's phone in hushed voices they all told stories. Most were about dancing competitions Riley had been in. My heart grew founder of my mate. My omega
His Tiny Dancer Waking Up To Another Reality
Riley After I had woke up to my mate being with me it was a bit weird. It put me off cause I did not know what was going on. All I could think of was how he did not want me. So why was he here? Also how did I get here? My brain felt a bit fuzzy. I had asked for Carson and he took his dad's place in my room. I longed for my mate as he left. But I needed to know what was up. It bothered me that I had fallen asleep. My whole body felt stiff. Carson handed me a cup with water and I drank it. As I took pleasure from the liquid falling down my throat he explained what all had happened. He also told me how his dad took care of me. It blew my mind that he took time for me. What had changed is mind? Did I have a chance with him? Hope filled me but I tried to push it away. Not wanting to get hurt again. It took me a few hours before they let me go. Alpha Nickolas was waiting right outside the infirmary with is Beta. Both older men stared at me and Carson. The sexy long haired redhead
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