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Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book His lips twitch as I speak, and before I finish my sentence, he lowers me onto him just as he punches his hips up, entering me in one smooth thrust, my last word turning into a cry of pleasure. I fall forward onto his chest, and his…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “What are you smiling at?” she asks, climbing onto the bed next to me. “Sour Patch,” I say, holding the strip of ultrasound pictures out to her. “Really? That’s what you’re going with? Sour Patch?” “Don’t you think that’s what she looks like?” I ask, peering over…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “I’m fine.” “No, you’re not,” she says, her eyes locked on my wounded abdomen. “I need to mindlink Dr. Russo and—“ “Can’t mindlink him,” I grunt. “Have to call him. Hospital policy.” “Where’s your phone?” “In your guest suite.” “Fuck!” she says, her hands trembling and her…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book I say, ignoring her words about Wesley. He can go fuck himself for all I care. “Less than five minutes.” “Don’t rush.” “I’ll rush if I want to,” I reply. I feel her amusement and laughter as another nurse walks into the triage area. “Beta Reid,” she…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “I printed some ultrasound images for you,” Dr. Russo says as the nurse wheels the machine from the room. “I forgot to do that the other day, and you need to have some to frame or put in a scrapbook or whatever.” He smiles and holds the…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “The hot cocoa will get cold.” “I can heat it back up,” I say, kissing her throat and unbuttoning the penultimate button. “Right now, I want to explore your body again.” The last button leaves its home, and her cardigan falls open, exposing her bare breasts to…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Luna Haven stands there, dressed in ballet attire, pointe shoes on her feet and her wild waves in two thick Dutch braids trailing down her back. The long-sleeved purple leotard dips into a V in the front, showing off her elegant neck, her mating mark from Wesley,…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book “That would be nice,” I agree. “People need some hope, something to look forward to.” “They do. And Christmas is a great way to do it. I’ve always loved Christmas.” “Me too. It was my mom’s favorite holiday, and spending that time yesterday with Reid, decorating the…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book I smile and turn my head to look out the window. The sky is a dark gray, heavy with clouds holding more snow, but the storm has paused for the time being. I stand up and set her on the floor, removing the blanket from her body…

Filed to story: The Alpha’s Pen Pal Book Long, lithe arms come around my torso, her palms sliding up to rest on my chest, her cheek pressing into my back, and I crumble, my hands gripping the edge of my dresser in the closet, my chin falling to my chest as a tear falls from…