Doves and flames
Collection for the fav dead doves and porns with and without plot that are good but doesn’t fit the «under the flesh and into my veins» or «comfy stabs to the heart» collections.
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“I’m not going to hurt you while you’re under my care,” Ghost said, voice low. “But you’re here to be fucked, is that understood?”
Blue eyes glanced up at him. They looked contemplative, like he was thinking over his options, as if he had a choice to begin with. Slowly, he nodded.
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Ghost is awarded a new toy after their forces overtake the enemy. The man’s a spirited little shit with bright eyes and a smart mouth, but Ghost’s never shied away from a challenge. He’d always loved breaking in new guests, wondered what it was about this one that had his cock stirring the way it did.
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Someone’s getting fucked in one of the supply buildings. He can hear that it’s a man now, a man who’s getting thoroughly railed and enjoying every second of it.
Good for him, he thinks.
Ghost attempts to take a run around base to work through the post-mission adrenaline, contemplating his next mission, his new team, and the partner he hasn’t met yet. He finds something else, or someone else, entirely.
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- Part 1 of Adrenaline Rush
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Ghost is haunted by visions of the fated omega he’d rejected years ago whilst on leave, intent to live his life without ever seeing him again.
When Soap joins the 141, Ghost is hellbent on suppressing his inescapable attraction to his omega, and the unstoppable mating instincts overcoming his senses.
That is, until he very much isn’t.
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“I’d advise you not to look,” Ghost said.
A thud against the car, the vehicle swaying slightly.
“What in the bloody hell—“ Soap cursed, hand on his weapon, looking to the side mirror. Alejandro had Rudy pinned against the car by his hips, was biting hungrily at his bottom lip.
“Told you not to look,” Ghost mumbled. “Unless that’s your thing. I won’t judge.”
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Ghost gave Soap a look that was dark and just a little bit hungry. “Get into the back seat,” he said, his voice low.
Soap swallowed, confused. “The back?” he asked. He had a very distinct problem that he was trying to hide. There was no way he was going to be getting into the back with the other two right there.
But Ghost nodded, eyes back on the road. A hand reached out from behind him on the door side, squeezing his bicep. It was Alejandro, leaning forwards in his seat. “Come here, Soap,” he said, tugging gently on Soap’s shirt.
When Soap looked into the backseat he saw that both Rudy and Alejandro wore a similar expression to Ghost’s
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