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Yes, you can have a primal kink and still have zero interest in actually running.
I feel seen
“Good boy. You’re all done.” I swear he growls under his breath, and I squeeze my thighs.
For the small amount of time we actually walk on this planet, why can’t we just fuck who we want, when we want, and exactly how we need it?
Everyone would be a lot happier running through the woods and fucking against trees like the feral fuckin’ animals we all are born to be.
“Flirty friends. Who’ve had each other’s genitals in their mouth. Yeah. That’s what friends do.”
🤣☠️
“Hallie. What the hell is this?” he huffs. “Why are my muscles burning? My legs are fucking wobbly, and I don’t know if I can stand up.”
Conan turns to me, amusement practically radiating off him. “I thought bossy Hallie was my favorite. But jealous Hallie, claiming me in front of a group of women? That takes the prize.”
“Does he look at you like he’d burn the city to the ground for one smile?” I bite the inside of my cheek. “I think so.” I know so.
Maybe I read too much into this. Maybe I’m just a hormonal mess disappointed he doesn’t want to rail me.
“You were fucking a switch. My god, Hallie. You’ve done us proud.”
“I’d love our enemies to see you tucking a dog into your bed. It’s really a look, Con,” Finn teases.
“Trouble, if I’m going to die, just please make sure you’re holding my hand when I go. Maybe that way, we’ll get another shot.”
“Hallie.” He lowers his voice, tugging me back by my hair. “All I want—now, tomorrow, next week, next month, fifty years from now—is you. You are it for me. You are the purpose I’ve been hunting for my entire life.
