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091: Rendering useful arms

Author: M&Cee
last update publish date: 2026-04-16 23:55:33

Celine.

Walking into the Delta Pack headquarters felt like stepping into a ghost story. My heart was pounding against my ribs so hard it hurt. It had been years since I stood on this polished marble floor.

I remembered the last time perfectly. I had been laughing. Diane and I were supposed to go shopping. We were standing right near the entrance when her phone rang. I can still see the way the color drained from her face. That was the day the Alpha died. That was the day everything changed fo
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  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    178: Raw Demands

    DianeDom paused.He turned his massive body back around, sliding slowly back onto the mattress. He leaned down, his lips hovering just a tiny inch over mine. I could feel the thick, heavy bulge of his cock pressing hard against my thigh through his pants."What ride, Luna?" he murmured against my mouth."This ride," I said as I slid my hand down his hard stomach, my palm moving straight to the front of his trousers. I gripped the thick, rigid length of his hardness through the fabric, rubbing my palm up and down against his size. I held his intense gaze, refusing to look away for even a second."Until you ride me awake, you can't step out of here," I commanded softly.My fingers moved fast, unbuttoning his trousers and pulling the heavy zipper down with a sharp click. I reached inside his underwear, my warm palm wrapping around his bare, throbbing shaft. The thickness of it stood tall and dangerous before us, a heavy weapon pulsing with heat.Fuck.As I stroked his length from root t

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    175: High stakes

    Diane My heart hammered violently against my ribs as the heavy brass doorknob twisted again. A cold wave of panic washed over my skin. I tried to pull my hips back, tried to slide away from Dom’s massive chest to cover myself up.But Dom didn't move an inch. He remained firm, solid, and completely unbothered.His heavy thighs pinned my legs flat against the mattress. He leaned his full, crushing weight over my body, trapping me completely beneath him. His amber eyes were dark, steady, and entirely devoid of fear."Stay still, Diane," Dom whispered, his deep voice barely a breath against my wet cheek. "Don't move.""Julian..." I gasped out, my hands gripping his thick shoulders as the doorknob rattled aggressively from the outside. "He’s right there."But the door did not swing open.A sharp thud hit the wood. The lock was firmly in place."Diane!" Julian’s voice barked from the hallway, sounding slightly muffled but completely demanding.*Knock. Knock. Knock.*"Diane, open the door

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    174: Busted!

    Diane. Dom’s lips twitched into a small, dark smirk. "You forgot? I went shopping with you once, remember?" "Oh…," I breathed, my cheeks suddenly turning a light shade of pink. "So... you kept my waist size in mind?" "Not just that," Dom murmured, his voice turning deep and soothing. "I practically have it in my hand all the time." He brought his other hand under the blanket, wrapping both of his palms fully around my waist. He sat closer to me on the edge of the bed, his chest almost brushing against mine. With one steady, synchronized motion, he pulled my lower body firmly across the mattress until I was tucked right against his lap. I smiled shyly, my eyes dropping down to his collar. "Woah.. ," Dom whispered, his fingers pressing into my skin. "This one is blushing." "Where is my bold little bird?" he teased, his voice low and hot against my ear. "She's right here," I said, looking back up to meet his eyes. I rested my small hands against his broad chest, feeling

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    173: Thank you

    Diane My eyes squeezed shut as a sharp, throbbing pain shot straight through my forehead. Fuck. I woke up with a terrible, intense headache. The wave of last night's chaotic events felt like a load sitting directly on top of my skull. I rolled over slowly beneath the cotton sheets. I checked the small clock resting on my nightstand. It was already 6:00 a.m. The dark blue sky outside my window was just starting to turn gray. The emergency meeting with the high council elders was set for exactly 10:00 a.m. I needed to be dressed and ready by then. Knock. Knock. The sound against the wood came, jarring me out of my thoughts. I rubbed my aching eyes with the back of my hand. "Come in," I called out, my voice sounding rough and dry from sleep. The door creaked open smoothly. Dom walked inside the bedroom. He was already fully dressed, his massive shoulders seeming to fill the entire doorway. In his right hand, he was carefully balancing a warm ceramic mug. The rich, earthy sm

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    172: Stealing Letters

    Dom The door of my room closed with a quiet click. I stood in the darkness for a second before I hit the wall switch. The dim, warm lights flickered on, filling the bedroom with a soft glow. I let out a long breath. A slow, dark grin spread across my face. Diane… I smiled more like a proud tutor than a guard. I was happy. What I had seen there in that office? It was... fierce. The way Diane had just responded to Julian was absolute perfection. She had stood there with her chin held high, her eyes cold and full of sharp power. The weak, uncertain girl I met months ago was dying. But with every development came something different. When a new chapter of a person is unlocked, disadvantages pop out. I may not know it now, but I was certain that this new her—this side of her which had seen the wickedness of people and how heartless they could be—may just be… Anyways. I walked over to the tall wooden dresser, my fingers already reaching up to my neck to loosen the tight collar o

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    171: Everyone is greedy.

    Julian"When did this bike arrive here?" I demanded, pointing a shaking finger at the vehicle.The mechanics looked at each other. They exchanged confused, worried glances, looking at me like I was completely mad or heavily drunk."Sir?" the head mechanic stammered, clearing his throat."I said... when did this bike arrive here?"From the corner of my eye, I saw them all sharing looks, clearly confused."The bike... the bike has been here since, Alpha.""I mean, when did you people bring this bike back to this slot?" I shouted, my voice echoing loudly off the metal walls of the garage. "When did it come back here tonight?"The head mechanic swallowed hard, taking a small step back."Alpha... that bike has been sitting right there for two days now. It hasn't moved at all."My lips parted."This bike?" I stepped closer to them, my eyes wild. "The bike owned by the Beta? It has been here the entire time?""Yes, sir.""Did you see me when I came into this garage the first time earlier ton

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    040: Strange report

    Diane.The mansion was finally quiet. After long hours of chatting and having solo fun, the Council wives had left, and Julian, he was out of the house as usual.I had retreated to my bedroom, shut the heavy door, and sank into my chair. I grabbed my phone for the first time in hours.I hadn't forg

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-04-05

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    039: No victim

    Dom I stepped into the gallery, my boots silent on the thick rug. The room was bright, filled with the soft chatter of the Council wives. They looked like a flock of colorful birds, all wrapped in silk and pearls. I scanned the room. Everyone was holding a porcelain cup. Everyone was sipping.

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-04-04

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    Bleached Tea

    DomJulian had rushed out ten minutes ago, after leaving orders on things he wanted and things he didn't, and leaving me to handle some mess.Now, my job was to find Diane. She was already in the gallery wing with those high-society Council wives.I walked down the long, sun-drenched corridor. My b

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-04-03

  • Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA    012: His name on my lips, My hands in my cunt.

    Diane "The Beta, Where is his suite?" I asked a passing maid.She stopped and bowed low. "The Beta's suite, Luna? It’s prepared at the far end of the west wing.""Thank you," I said.I turned and headed toward the west wing. It was a part of the house I rarely visited. It was quiet and secluded. A

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-20
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