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The Last White Wolf novel Chapter 70

Summary for Chapter 70: The Last White Wolf

Summary of Chapter 70 – A turning point in The Last White Wolf by Sora

Chapter 70 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of The Last White Wolf, written by Sora. With the hallmarks of Internet literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.

- "Milo stop!!" Chance whimpered desperately trying to fight off my grip. But it was to late. I snapped. I watched my hands pill at his clothing frightening him even more. His hazel eyes said it all. How big his eyes grew when he knew I was dead serious. They filled up with tears, his caramel face draining of color as he tried to push me back. Forcefully I shoved his wrists back to the snow. You didn't have that face when you rejected me...

My ice cold finger tips brushes against his heated bare chest in disbelief. I was actually touching him...by force. Hungrily my eyes followed my hand, my palm pushing down on his skin as I rubbed my hand over him. God... a painful tingly sensation ran through me. My heart rapidly beating, the sound was so loud I even felt my ears throbbing causing the same sound to play in my head. My mouth watering as I swallowed desperately trying not to drool over this amazing moment. My throat dryer than sandpaper as the saliva slowly moisturized it, the gulps almost getting caught in my throat.

Oh my. I rushed my hand deeper, Chance's hand pulling at my hand to stop. But he and I both knew, he couldn't stop me now. My excited erection throbbed painfully as I bulged out of my lower clothes. He gasped trying hide in any moans caused by my hand at action. It must have been friction, it just had to be. His warm member inside my grasp as I stroked it forcibly wanting all of him.

"Stop please... I swear i-" he tried to sit up but I forced him back down. Crawling deep between him, I placed my hand to my cloth removing it as he screamed. "MILO!!"

"I really... am sorry..." I breathed watching my tears fall flat to his chest. From his body movements as he tried to prevent this from happening, my tears were no longer drops on him. They were painful streaks of wetness. Sorry. I say. Shouldn't he be apologizing to me?... I understand not everyone gets who they love but... Austin? Ha. Chance beat against my chest, his fist slamming and pounding at my chest as he cried in pain.

I don't understand why I found his resistance cute, if only he could use more of that with Austin. Just maybe, I wouldn't snap so easily when it comes down to him. "...it hurts... Milo, stop please!!" He huffed pushing his hands at my shoulders as I inched deeper inside of him. My hand holding him up on me as the other took in a fistful of snow at this amazing moment.

He laid against the snow curling up as he tried to catch his breathing. His eye lids almost falling shut as I noticed the paleness he became... my eyes tracked down to his lower half. The blood staining the snow... I pushed myself up, my body trembling a bit in fear. Chance cried to himself, his little strength he had keeping him from passing out and choking. Oh my god. I pulled up my cloth, my hands trembling making it hard to do this as I stepped back in the snow.

His body trembled not because of the snow, but because of the pain I just caused. His color slowly flushing from his body. Tears forcing and freely falling for his eyes and into the snow. His face scrunched up in pain and breathing still not normal yet. His skinny caramel body balled up as I could see his ribs just from his side. The bruises I caused all over his wrist. I could taste the metallic blood swim around my mouth as I didn't realized I bit my lip in a bit to hard.

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