Mating Ball

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24. Terry I’m walking behind Emery with Lucy in front of her. I cannot help but to stare at Emery’s ass as it sways from side to side. I can feel myself start to get hard. I hurriedly look away. ‘Please Terry, I just want a taste, just a little taste please.’ Looking straight ahead I feel my face turning bright red. ‘No, you cannot have a taste. Goddess, she is not even our mate, so stop it you horny wolf.’ I hear a growl in my head. ‘Did you just growl at me? Are you kidding me right now? You have better behave or I won’t let you out to run again or eat those nasty livers you like so much.’ He gives me a visual of the middle finger. He can be such an asshole. We make it to the ball room on the first floor. Lucy comes to my side, letting Emery be in front of us. She greets everyone that

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