Mama Of The Alpha

Melissa McCall Nurse at Beacon Hills Hospital Mother to Scott McCall Mess with my baby and face my wrath Multi-verse player Multi-shipper THIS IS A SIDEBLOG TO THE-TOKEN-HUMAN

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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She was careful about the volume of the noise she made when the gag came off and she smiled a bit at him. “Everything is great. That was encouragement, not a warning.” She whispered, leaning back a bit and kissing him.

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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She looked back at him and squinted her eyes, moaning through it. She reached back grabbed onto one of his hands, squeezing it a bit.

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“Yeah, well, I’m the boss.” She chuckled over at him before standing up and stretching a bit. “Maybe we’ll get one if there’s ever an eclipse, but otherwise I don’t see one happening in the near future.”

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Melissa’s smile brightened and she put her hand over top of his. “I love you so much.”

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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Melissa moaned lowly and she pressed back when she felt the slap to her ass. She mumbled something through the fabric when she looked back at him, doing her best to smirk a bit at him.

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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She moved onto her knees for a moment, fixing the knot in her hair and fluffing her pillow a bit before she settled down on her elbows, getting herself ready.

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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Melissa nodded, breathing heavily through her nose. She rubbed her nose against the side of his head before wiggling a bit, ready to turn over.

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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After another minute or two of thrusting, her head went back and she gripped hard onto his arms. She came around him, legs shivering a bit as she rode it out.

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“Oh, I love Princess Bride. We can watch both if you want.”

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“Princess Bride first, and we can go from there.”

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She smiled lightly at him. “That sounds perfect. This is a great night.”

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“Oh, I love Princess Bride. We can watch both if you want.”

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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She nodded a let out another sound. She held harder onto her chest before releasing, grabbing back onto him and shutting her eyes tight.

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“What movie should we watch after we get home?”

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“Depends. What genre are you in the mood for?”

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“Something laid back. Something we can laugh at.”

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‘Hmm.. I don’t know. I’m sure we can find something when we search for it. Got any in mind?”

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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She bit hard into the fabric, thankfully it muffling some of her moaning. She gripped onto him harder before she let him go, her hands going to her breasts and squeezing them hard.

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“Me too.” She smiled, propping her head up on her hand, elbow on the counter. “It was a good choice.”

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“What movie should we watch after we get home?”

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“Depends. What genre are you in the mood for?”

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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Melissa was a bit surprised by the sudden addition of the gag, wondering where the Hell this fabric came from because she knew she did’t own one. A low moan left her at his words and when he squeezed her ass, she unhooked her ankles from around him, opening her legs a bit more.

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Peter entered Melissa's room quietly in the middle of the night. His hand went over her mouth so she wouldn't scream and he slid a hand against her breast. He whispered. "Shh. Don't wake Scott." He was already unbuckling his belt. He missed Melissa.

Melissa was jarred out of her slip with the hand over her mouth. Barely a sound left her and she turned onto her back, breathing in deeply, looking at Peter with half asleep eyes. She moved he own hands up to his and slid it down to her collar bone before sliding her hands back under the covers to wiggle out of her own pajama pants. “Where the Hell have you been?” She whispered, voice groggy.

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“Maybe it is.” She whispered, sliding her hands up past his shoulders and down his back.

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“Me too.” She smiled, propping her head up on her hand, elbow on the counter. “It was a good choice.”