FATED MATES: When They Touch Me

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ould have been nastier. It could have been a sucker punch. Those punch

he smelly fat guy snickered as he grabbed her by t

y!" Pearl grumble

ch." The fat guy's hands moved down to the z

gus

apparently Hell or whoever the heck was watching out for her shat the bed on this, too. "Don't bother with the lubricant, because based

ilarious to see him charging at her with his warrior pants falling down his l

ttle dick of yours looks pretty forgetta

tugged at her hair, pulling so hard that h

ttle kinky shit, but pal, take a clas

suffocate to death on m

she let the werewolf put his filthy little dick in her mouth. How could she be this

to pry your mouth open." He

the game. The younger one glances at Pearl before looking away, almost as if he was t

e-looks more cold and bitter. His dead eyes glint as his lips form a smile. "Perhaps

" a deep voice shri

earl, getting ahold of his betraying face before anyone else glimpsed the nervousness lingering in his eyes. That was th

feel like he had some control over his miserable life. Pearl should know. Sh

hand her to you unharmed. You... see any dents on her lovely little b

ould fear. The grey three-piece suit he was wearing looked like something straight out of a French runway. It doesn't even make sense to find a man who looks like him in a dainty pub like

pools ready to unleash all sorts of hell and sweet promises of sex. If it was possible to stare into the eyes

his magic. Very interesting, Pearl thought. The flame flickered on and of

fat one's nam

s hand dropped from his little dickland, and he staggered,

s man, he moved with such fluid beauty and elegance, like a lion, a lion king. Pe

ifting your dis

as she going to get raped, but it was going to be by a gang of gigantic dog men. She mi

into a nasty, delicious smile. Him? She would

of delicious sexual escapades. He bends down, his warm knuckles caressing the same spot the fat one hit,

he air and his face turned ruddy from Ethan's cutting off his airway. "When I say she is to be unharmed, that means not one thing on her body can be touched by your dirty fuckin'

cal light flickered on and off in Ethan's hand, and the fat guy's eyes w

l sm

t, pearly white fangs. "You've

ead, making him look lik

ed hair fills the air. "You know what I'm capable of?" The fat guy's eyes go w

er, I was just messing with h

She doesn't belong to anyone. No

"Is that why she has a mark on her

uncertain. "It was just a little pat. I didn't mean it. Just a touch," he

eeps at his foul breath. "That little red mark you left on her face. Does that look lik

ry. I made a mistake. L

d chances, big gu

e with a ridiculous smile and large silver chains around his neck m

cal

throat, mixing in with the morbid enjoy

rom you." Ethan declared with a wicked smile. The green flame from his hand moved along to the fat

r hands run down her body as if she was trying to

rm grip grabbed her wrist. "N