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027: Please
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2026-09-04 19:01:12
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Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 029: The councils call.
~ CASSIAN ~The hope brightening in her eyes finally gives me that rush of excitement.She’s staying. She’s fucking staying."At least we didn’t screw this up," Ariel purrs, practically vibrating in my head. "Now all we have to do is seduce her until she becomes ours. Even if it means sinking into her, giving her our knot, and showing her exactly what she’s been missing by not accepting us as her mate."Fucking hell. He might be a wolf, but he’s shameless about it.Grabbing the towel hanging nearby, I wrap it around my waist and run a hand through my already rough, messy hair, courtesy of her.I head into my walk-in closet and start rummaging through my shirts. I’ve never been this fucking nervous about picking out a shirt before. Usually, I just grab whatever my hand lands on first and call it a day.But this time, it isn’t for me.I find myself staring at my clothes like choosing the right shirt is somehow the most important decision I’ve ever had to make. Eventually, my hand reache
Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 028: You Mean That
~ CASSIAN ~“Kill him,” Ariel roars, slamming against the inside of my skull hard enough to make my vision flicker at the edges.“I’m going to kill that fucker. I’ll shred him apart with my own fucking hands. You should have let me kill him when I had the chance.”I grind my teeth and shove him down, but he doesn’t go quietly. He never does mostly when it comes to her. He’s been snarling since the second she flinched, pacing inside my ribs like a caged animal looking for something to tear apart, and honestly, I want to let him off the fucking leash, and drive to wherever the hell Rhett is hiding and give Ariel exactly what he’s demanding.But that would be giving Rhett exactly what he wants.Psychopaths like him are meant to be dealt with carefully, not impulsively, and I refuse to let that bastard manipulate me into destroying everything just because I want to tear him apart.Her full, round face turns toward mine, and she blinks as the fear that had briefly taken over her expression
Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 027: Please
~ CASSIAN ~I watch her cheeks redden as she tries to hide her face from me. Ariel growls inwardly, just as affected as I am.My cock hardens the second I look at her. I’m standing naked right beside her, and the sight of that soft, flushed body is enough to shred every ounce of self-control I have left.I want to pull her back into my arms. I want to bury my cock inside that tight pussy again until she stops looking at me like last night was a mistake.Because I’m not a mistake she needs to regret.I’m her mate. And I refuse to watch her keep pushing me away while she tries to set me up with her fucking Barbie-doll sister just to please a family that doesn’t give two fucks about her.The thought alone makes my jaw clench. She has spent her entire life putting everyone else’s happiness before her own, and somehow she still thinks I’m asking her to do the same thing with me.I’m not. I want her. I want that mouth. I want those tits filling my hands. I want her dripping down my cock. An
Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 026: Don't Hide from me
~ CASSANDRA ~ My neck is wrapped in something incredibly strong, warm, and oddly comforting, and for a few hazy seconds after waking, I have no idea where I am. The softness of the bed feels unfamiliar, nothing like what I can remember, and certainly nothing like my room. I can feel something warm pressed against my back, making it difficult to move, while the slow, rhythmic rise and fall tells me that whatever is behind me isn't an object. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up, Cassie. I blink my eyes open and glance down, only to find a muscular arm wrapped securely around my waist, its weight resting comfortably against me as though I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be. Cassian. His body is molded against my back, his chest so warm against my shoulders, while his legs are tangled loosely with mine under the duvet, which is tucked securely around us, trapping our shared warmth and leaving only my head and part of my shoulders exposed. I shift slightly, testing the arm around me, but
Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 025: Taste Yourself
~ CASSANDRA ~“You taste so good. So fucking sweet… so addictive.” His lips part as those dark, hungry eyes lock onto my teary, wrecked ones. “My Cassie. You’re mine to ruin. My mate. And I’m going to make you forget every fucking trace of your ex… even if it means fucking you until you say yes to our mate bond.”I bite my tongue against the words, but they slip out anyway.“Thank you…”He climbs up my trembling body, catching my wrists and pinning them above my head. With his other hand, he parts my thighs and settles fully between them. My eyes widen when I feel his hard, thick cock press against my skin.Fucking hell.I squeeze my eyes shut, expecting him to fill me. He doesn’t. Instead, his fingers, still slick from my orgasm, reach my mouth. He tugs my lower lip down and parts it open.“Open up.”I do.“That’s my filthy little slut,” he murmurs, voice low and almost reverent, like the word is a claim instead of an insult. “Look at you. Ruined already and still so eager. My perfec
Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession 024: His Ruin
~ CASSANDRA ~I lose count of the moans ripping out of my throat.Cassian has slowed down now, and somehow that’s worse. He lathers soap between his palms and spreads it over my skin in long, deliberate strokes, slow enough to make me yelp, enough that I have to bite my lip to keep from begging.His hands travel everywhere. They start at my neck, thumbs stroking the sensitive line of my throat. Then they slide down over my breasts, circling the nipples he just bit and sucked until they’re aching all over again. I jerk when he moves lower, soaping the soft curve of my stomach, massaging it like every inch of me deserves to be touched.Then his hands reach my thighs, my eyes slam shut. I grab his wrists, trying to stop him, or maybe trying to pull him closer. I can’t tell anymore.He gently moves my hands away.“Let me finish,” he murmurs, spreading my thighs apart in the warm water. His soapy palms glide down the insides of them, caressing, teasing, getting closer and closer to where I
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