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used. Ryan couldn't shake off the vision of Jeremy. He rubbed at his

eyes landed on his twitc

g about that monster, Ryan groaned. Why Jeremy and not someone else? In his dream, Jeremy had blue eyes instead of th

his head to look at the time on

he'd been served the most delicious meal which had left him wondering whether Philip had been truthful with him. The way he'd been served, the dr

ls, thanks to some silly dream. He was so fucking horny. Yes, he was highly sexed because of his peculiar nature but the urge he felt at that pa

...which he obviously was. Ryan rubbed the precum on both dicks, getting them slick. Then he gripped both dicks in one hand and began to stroke. Ryan closed his eyes and immediately saw Jeremy...just as he'd been in the dream...his eyes blue and intense, his body glor

in blissful abandon, his free hand burrowing be

hythmically into his hand. It felt so good. He pictured a naked Jeremy, standing before him, stroking his own hard cock just as Ryan was doing at that very moment. The image was so hot Ryan was goddamn ready to blow. His hand quickened, jacking his coc

s his orgasm rocked through him, making his whole body quake with the wonder of it. "Christ." Rya

into the bathroom as if he were drunk. He quickly wiped himself down, fixed his jeans, a

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hit his senses. As a werewolf, his senses were always heightened. And in his current state of arousal, the scent of his mate's cum sen

grabbed a tube of lube and stormed towards the c