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042: Little devil

Penulis: M&Cee
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-18 16:47:01

Dom

My head hit the door with a dull thud, tilting back against the wood. I was a dead man.

A man like me—who had led a biker gang through the bloodiest territories in the North, survived knife fights that left my skin a map of scars, and outlasted betrayals that would break a normal man—was now pinned to the spot. I was being dismantled by a woman who didn't even reach my chin. Standing there, trapped between her heat and the cold oak, I felt more vulnerable than I ever had in a literal war
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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    062: Her body, My Downfall

    Dom I pulled her back toward me, making sure she was arched, her chest pressed against the grey sheets and her hair spilling over her shoulders like a waterfall. I looked at her from behind. She was perfect. She was a mess of sweat and shivering skin. Funny how I was a man who had spent his life following orders, but right now, the only law I cared about was the one written in the heat of her body. I drove back into her. "Ah! God! Dom!" The sound she made was raw. It was a scream that started deep in her throat and ended in a broken sob. I wasn't being gentle. I didn't want to be. I wanted to be the storm that finally woke her up. I hammered into her, my pace fast and punishing. Every thrust was a statement. I reached forward, my hand tangling in her hair. I didn't pull hard enough to hurt, but I pulled enough to force her head back, making her look at me over her shoulder. Her amber eyes were blown wide, glowing like twin suns in the dark room. "You wanted this, didn't you, p

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    061: When protection turns possessive

    DomThe word Daddy, coming from her… it hit me.It was the sound of her surrender. It was the sound of a woman who wanted to be taken, not just loved. My self-control didn't just break; it vanished. It turned to ash in the heat of her gaze. There was no Beta left. There was no protector. There was only Dominic Vormos, and I was about to claim what the universe had been trying to keep from me.I moved. My movements weren't smooth or gentle anymore. They were jagged. They were hungry. I shifted my weight, settling my hips between her thighs. I felt her legs wrap around my waist, her ankles locking behind my back. She was pulling me in. She was begging for the very thing that would ruin us both. Or me the most.I reached down. My hand moved over hers, my fingers interlacing with her small, trembling ones. I guided myself to the entrance of her heat. She was slick. She was soaking. The scent of her climax was still heavy in the air, mixing with the dark, musky smell of my own arousal.I d

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    060: Fuck me. HARD.

    DomShe obeyed. She climbed onto the plain, grey sheets, her eyes never leaving mine.I didn't take my eyes off her as I stripped. I threw my shirt into the corner. I kicked off my boots. When I was as bare as she was, I moved toward the bed. I felt like a predator stalking a prize I had waited a lifetime to claim.I towered over her, the moonlight from the small grate in the wall casting long shadows over us. I crawled over her, pinning her wrists to the pillow."You have no idea," I growled, looking down at her. "No idea how long I’ve wanted to break every rule for this."I bent down and kissed her again, but this time, I didn't stop at her mouth. I started to worship her. I moved my lips to her jaw, then down to her throat. I felt her pulse racing."Dom... please..." she whimpered, her back arching off the bed.I moved lower. I reached her chest. I took my time. I trailed my tongue over the swell of her breasts before focusing on one nipple. I took it into my mouth, sucking softly,

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    059: Just for tonight

    DomThe garden was a memory. The cool air was gone. Now, there was only the sound of our breathing and the frantic pulse in my own throat. I was being led down the lonely passage of this place. By Diane. Her small, pale, tiny fingers surprisingly strong and wrapped around mine.I was a man built for war, a man who could snap a spine with a flick of my wrist, but right now, she was pulling me like a mother holding a child to cross a busy road. And I followed. No objections.We moved through the dark, lonely stone passages of the palace. Every shadow felt like an accomplice. We didn't speak. The only sound was the rustle of her heavy royal gown against the floor. Swish. Swish. It sounded like a countdown.We reached the private hallway. My room was there—a plain, heavy door at the end of the corridor. But before mine was hers, her own private suite. She passed it. And I followed still.She led me until we were in front of my door. She stopped, not letting go of my hand. She turned to me

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    058: Under the stars

    Diane I reached out, taking the pouch from him. The velvet pouch felt heavy in my palm. It was cool, a strange contrast to the heat of my skin. I looked up at Dom, my vision blurring again. The tears weren't sharp anymore. They were soft. They were tired. "Thank you," I whispered. My voice sounded small against the vastness of the garden. "You didn't have to do this, Dom. Not tonight. Not after everything." Dom didn't move. He just stood there. "It is the early hours of your birthday, Diane," he said. "The day is new. You shouldn't be crying. It brings ill luck." I wiped a stray tear with the back of my hand, feeling the grit of my mascara. I looked toward the dark silhouette of the palace. "The guests? The halls? How's everything?" "The halls are clear," Dom said. His tone was certain. "Most guests have reported safe arrival. The perimeter is secure. Guards are on standby.” I looked back at the pouch. My fingers trembled as I pulled the silk drawstring. I reached inside and p

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    057: Ghost in the land.

    Diane The grand celebration was finally bleeding out. The heavy, rhythmic thumping of the music had faded into a low, melodic hum, and the once-crowded ballroom now felt like a cavern of discarded silk and empty champagne flutes. Most of the high-ranking dignitaries had already retreated to their private quarters or been driven to the guest wing. I walked down the wide, white marble steps of the palace entrance, the cool night air of the Delta biting at my bare shoulders. My gold dress felt heavy now—a beautiful, shimmering cage. Beside me, walking with the slow, rhythmic thud of a silver-topped cane, was Uncle Anthor. "A triumph, Diane," Anthor murmured, his voice thick with the gravel of age. "Your father would have wept to hear you tonight. You had his fire. For a moment, I thought I was looking at a ghost." I smiled, though it felt fragile. "Thank you, Uncle. It’s been… a long road back to the podium." We reached his sleek black car. His driver stood at attention, but Anthor

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    027: First touch of desire

    DianeThe word hung in the air. Daddy. As I lay back on his pillows, my legs spread wide, my fingers still trembling against my own skin. I felt the heat pulsing between my thighs, a sharp, steady ache that made my vision blur. I was desperate. It was him or nothing.I watched him. Dom, as he stood

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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    025: Into the Dark

    Diane.The house was like a tomb. Dom had dropped me off. Everywhere was quiet. I had come back to my room and, apparently, no one noticed my absence. Except, of course, Freda.I stood in my bedroom, my skin still tingling from the cold, while Freda moved around me like a shadow."Are you okay, Lun

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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    022: In The Storm

    DomI sat in the driver’s seat, my hands gripping the steering wheel. It was close to 5 PM, and I was supposed to be halfway to the meeting with Elder Anthor by now. But right then, my eyes were glued to the rearview mirror, watching the small, blurred shape of Diane moving toward the tree line.Bu

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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    021: Never enough for him

    DianeIt's been hours. I don't know what time it is, but I know it’s past daytime.I sat on the edge of my bed, my head in my hands. The silence of the room was worse than the shouting in the boardroom. I kept replaying it. “Shut the fuck up, you old hag!” Had I really said that? To Silas? A man wh

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