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Bleached Tea
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2026-03-14 22:47:23
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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 056: Mask of a predator.
Julian. The door to the Alpha’s private office didn’t just close; it slammed with a violence that made the nearby portraits of Diane's stupid ancestors shudder on the walls. Inside, the stupid play of a "perfect husband" was gone. The "gracious leader" had evaporated. There was only a beast in a thousand-dollar suit, and he was losing his mind. I swept my arm across the wooden soft surface of the desk. The heavy crystal inkwell, the silver letter opener, and the framed photograph of Diane and me on our wedding day went flying. The glass shattered against the marble floor. The sound was a sharp, jagged crack that echoed in the high ceiling. "How?" I hissed, my breath coming in ragged, hot bursts. I gripped the edge of the desk so hard the wood groaned. "How is she standing? How is she speaking? How the fuck was she there, sane and fucking alright?" I looked at the empty space where the photo had been. Diane’s face in that picture was young, soft, and easy to manage. But the woman
Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA 055: The Queen's fire
Diane.The heavy gold curtains parted. The roar of the Delta-Pack hit me like a physical wall of heat. Thousands of faces looked up at the balcony, all eyes fixed directly on me.The lights were blinding, reflecting off the silver and glass of the palace. Julian’s hand was a tight, possessive grip on my elbow. He was leading me, guiding me like I was a blind woman who couldn't find her own way.I can’t do this, that thought kept chorusing in my mind over and over again.My heart was a trapped bird, frantic and wild against my ribs, beating louder than the drums of the spirit echoing in the courtyard below.I’m going to break in front of all these people?That fog is going to come and, any second now, my brain is going to turn to water, slip out of my hands, and God knows how I would act in front of the entire Pack.I reached the podium. The microphones were tall, cold, and silver. I gripped the edges of the wood. My knuckles were white from gripping so tight. The paper in front of me—
Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA 028: Submission and Reward
JulianThe office was quiet. The only sound was the soft hum of the air conditioner and the rhythmic ticking of the gold clock on my desk. I sat in my high-backed leather chair, staring at the closed door.I liked the silence. It meant things were moving according to plan.A soft knock broke the pe
Last Updated : 2026-03-27Biker 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
Last Updated : 2026-03-27Biker 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
Last Updated : 2026-03-26Biker 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
Last Updated : 2026-03-25
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