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Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) A Steamy Encounter (3)
Morning light spilled through the curtains, soft gold against the wreck of tangled sheets and bruised skin. Lilith stirred, body aching deliciously in places Jon had claimed through the night.He was already awake. She knew it the moment her lashes fluttered open, his gaze was on her, steady, burning. He sat propped on one arm, bare chest rising and falling with a control she didn’t trust.“You watch me when I sleep,” she murmured, voice still husky.His hand slid down her arm, fingertips tracing idly, like he was memorizing her piece by piece. “I don’t watch,” Jon corrected quietly. “I guard.”That word tightened something in her chest. Guard. As if she were a possession to protect or a weakness to hide.She rolled onto her back, exposing herself to his gaze, unashamed of her nudity. “Do I need guarding?”He leaned down, lips grazing her collarbone, then lower, until his mouth brushed the fading bite mark on her breast. “Yes.” His voice was gravel, dangerous. “Especially from me.”He
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) A Steamy Encounter (2)
The car ride home should have been awkward. Her lipstick was smeared, one strap of her gown had slipped, and Jon still smelled like her skin, sex, and hunger he hadn’t finished satisfying. But silence wasn’t awkward between them, it was charged.Lilith sat in the back of the black sedan, legs crossed, thigh still damp beneath the ruined lace he’d shredded from her earlier. She caught him watching her from across the seat. His jacket was gone, his tie even looser, shirt half-unbuttoned, chest gleaming faintly where she’d clawed him.Every shift of his gaze made her body tighten all over again.“You’re staring,” she said finally, her voice sharp but unsteady.Jon didn’t apologize. “You make it impossible not to.”The driver kept his eyes forward, but the air in the car was so heavy Lilith almost laughed. Jon didn’t care about the world outside this dark bubble of heat. He never had.She turned her head, staring at the city lights flickering through the tinted glass. “That wasn’t suppose
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) A Steamy Encounter (1)
Lilith Gabby had never liked business galas. The long gowns, forced smiles, and the sense of being displayed like some polished ornament made her feel caged. She’d much rather have been in her own world, bare feet on hardwood floors, music low, painting something messy that no one else had to understand.But tonight wasn’t about choice. Tonight, she was the face of Gabby Enterprises, her late father’s empire that had landed in her hands far earlier than expected. She wore confidence like she wore her blood-red silk gown: tight, clinging, leaving little room for error.And that was when Jon Henspen walked in.She spotted him from across the ballroom, tall and sharply cut in a black suit that molded perfectly to his shoulders. His presence wasn’t loud, yet the air shifted as though it knew he belonged to no one but himself. His jaw was shadowed with evening stubble, his tie slightly undone, as if he’d only tolerated the dress code to get through the door.Lilith pretended not to watch h
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) The Ruthless Oath (3)
The third night was the breaking point.Elena had thought she understood Dante Viero by now, ruthless, possessive, built of smoke and violence. But there were layers she hadn’t seen, layers that bled through when power was threatened.The call came just after midnight.Dante had been in his office, shirt discarded, tattoos catching the firelight. Elena lingered by the door, watching him pour over documents, marveling at how even exhaustion couldn’t dull the raw command in his body. Then his phone rang, and she saw the mask slip.“They touched one of mine?” His voice was low, lethal. “Who?”A pause. His expression darkened into something feral. “Marcelli loyalists.”Her blood turned cold. Her father’s men—men who hadn’t bowed to Viero’s takeover. They’d attacked Dante’s soldiers. Which meant…“They’ll think you were part of it,” Dante said, turning his gaze on her. His eyes were steel knives. “They’ll use your name, your blood, to justify rebellion.”“I had nothing to do with it!” Elen
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) The Ruthless Oath (2)
The morning after was worse than the night.Elena woke tangled in satin sheets that still carried his scent, smoke, leather, and the faint metallic tang of blood. Her body ached, marked by bruises that his hands and mouth had painted across her skin. Every inch of her reminded her of him.Dante Viero.She should’ve despised him. She did despise him. And yet when she stretched, when the memory of his rough kiss, his brutal thrusts, and his whispered claim echoed in her mind, heat curled traitorously between her thighs.“Goddamn him,” she muttered, throwing the sheets aside.The door opened before she could stand.Dante walked in like a storm, sleeves rolled up, shirt undone just enough to reveal the ridges of his chest. He held a file in one hand, a cup of espresso in the other. Without asking, he set the cup on her bedside table.“Drink. You’ll need it.”Her chin lifted. “I don’t take orders.”“You do now.” He flicked the file open, not even glancing at her. “Your father left me debts
Deep Inside (Erotica short story collections) The Ruthless Oath (1)
The night reeked of blood and smoke.Elena Marcelli had grown up in the shadows of power, but nothing prepared her for this moment, her father’s empire collapsing in one swift strike, her life bargained away like a poker chip to the very man who put the final bullet in the old Don’s chest.Dante Viero.The Viero name carried terror in its syllables. Cold. Unforgiving. He was the kind of man mothers used to threaten their daughters into obedience with, make a mistake and Dante Viero will come for you. Yet here he stood before her, dark suit crisp despite the carnage behind him, steel-gray eyes locked on her trembling body.“You’re mine now,” he said, voice low, lethal. “Your father signed you over to me with his last breath. I’ll own every inch of you until my oath is fulfilled.”Elena’s lips parted in shock, though her pulse thrashed like a snared animal. “You can’t—”“I can. And I will.” His hand clamped her jaw, tilting her head up. “This isn’t about choice. It’s survival. You’re le
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