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237 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 23, 2017
And screw whoever watched him claim her. But she wasn’t corrupt like him. She probably wouldn’t appreciate getting publicly dominated. But maybe? She had made him cookies. Cookies were a good sign. She’d thought about him enough to get up early and bake. She’d spent time on these.
The entire table went silent and froze, probably because Nox was dressed in mid-thigh cut-off shorts, a white T-shirt that read Bone Ripper across his tightly puckered nipples, and was he wearing…? “Are those baseball socks?” she whispered, pointing to his yellow and white knee-high socks.
Seriously, Leslie, what did you mean by that comment? You don’t think Nevada’s hot?”
“Do you?” Jack scoffed.
Nox pointed to his short shorts. “Boney McDickerson says yes.”
“Well, yeah.” He gestured to her perfect cleavage. “Boobs. Butt.” He flicked his fingers at her thighs. “You smell like you want me, and it gives me…” He hooked his hands on his hips. This was the point where he was supposed to be polite and normal. “You know…”
“No, I don’t know. You’ve been on a long ride of weird with your answer. Don’t stop now.”
Nox cleared his throat loudly. She was wearing a dress and had her hair curled so he should woo her into bed properly, the way Mom always said he should talk to girls. “You give me erections. Of my dick.” He gestured grandly at his lap. “My dick is erect.”
Now she was blushing, and her cheeks were so pretty that color. She liked when he said nice things, he could tell, so he said, “Your cheeks are the color of vaginas.”
And as their aftershocks slowly faded away, she leaned up and kissed him in a silent thank you. “Does it hurt?” she whispered, unable to ignore the red streaming down his neck. The corner of his lips twisted up in a smile. “I think love is the best kind of pain.”
"No, Nevada Foxburg. I wouldn't ask you to change either...You can just be who you are around me, and I won't judge."
"Do you want to come to a family dinner with me?"
"I said stop," he said coolly, his eyes churning silver. The pupils there were elongated like a snake's. Snake, snake, snake, Vyr was a fucking snake for pretending to be Nox's alpha. Fight, Bear! Fight everything!