Her bright red dyed hair was slowly giving way to her light brown roots. She wordlessly walked towards him and placed her head upon his chest. ‘Uh, ...hi… Mercy?’ stammered Michael. ‘My name is Angel,’ she murmured. ‘You look like shit, babe.’ ‘Fuck you,’ she responded, whispering. ‘You smell like booze – I though you were going to quit or at least slow down.’ ‘Yeah, I did say that, didn’t I? It has been a bitch of a day, but I think it could finally be worth it,’ he said stroking her hair. ‘It. .. Not just once but three times... Then Irealized he was just going easy on me... So, I started talking smack tohim... I just wanted him to try to win at least... I actually saw itwhen his temper flared, it didn't take much actually... I hadn't everseen anyone loose it that quickly... Needless to say I got shoved aroundand fouled every shot I attempted... After the fifth time I hit thefloor, Coach intervened and sent me to the bleachers, so he could givethe guy the riot act in his office. That. She was smiling. He went back down for more and she rolled onto her back. That let him get to the other one and he sucked on that one too. Her hands came up to his head and held him to her breast.Penny opened her eyes. What he was doing to her nipples felt so wonderful she knew she could have an orgasm just from that if he kept doing it. She ruffled his hair. He was very gentle when he wanted to be, not savage at all. He raised his head and then straightened up, letting his knees support him.. The curve of her firm breasts, the sensual line of her legs and the perfection of her center. Her wolf coat so like his, as black as the darkest night, yet like touching the softness of feathers. Her flanks finely shaped and so maddeningly enticing. Her muzzle perfect in its shape and size.I will never betray you.The violent slap of flesh. Her cries of pleasure for someone else.YES! I choose you! Claim me! Take me as your mate!BETRAYAL!Martin's yellow/gold wolf eyes sprang open, the.