Luke Gipson: Devil's Eyes

"No one touches what is mine!" He ignored her threat and growled animalistically, his chest visibly vibrating as he pushed her up against the car door, leaving no space in between. His wolf purred in pleaser upon her touch and warmth, his anger vanishing like foam however he still kept on a cold face. "Huh? Yours!?" She sneered without getting affected by the compromising position they were in. "I think you have gone delusional over the course of time, Mr Xavier Millers. I...
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"No one touches what is mine!" He ignored her threat and growled animalistically, his chest visibly vibrating as he pushed her up against the car door, leaving no space in between. His wolf purred in pleaser upon her touch and warmth, his anger vanishing like foam however he still kept on a cold face.

"Huh? Yours!?" She sneered without getting affected by the compromising position they were in. "I think you have gone delusional over the course of time, Mr Xavier Millers. I am no one's personal property. I repeat, no one!" She placed a hand on his chest aiming to push him off but before she could have done that, he lowered himself right in front of her lips.

"Are you sure about the delusional part?" He brushed his lips over hers teasingly while his hands hooked on her waist. Her wolf reacted immediately, whimpering for more.

"You see," she pulled back a bit, "priorities and perspectives change with time." She blinked at him innocently as he gazed at her, confused by what she meant. He lowered his gaze to her neck trying to get a better look from up close. It didn't show any sign of his mark which had him frowning as he looked back up in her eyes.

"What do you mean?" He whispered, his grip on her tightening without him knowing about it.

"Meaning is simple," She shrugged. "I have rejected your mark and I am rejecting you so this," she pointed towards his lips while moving his hands away with her free hand, "doesn't make me weak anymore."