LOGIN"Why can't I have both of you at the same time!" I shot, glaring at him. I tried to be softer with him, but he made it harder. He froze for a second, searching my face before taking my hand and stroking his thumb gently on the back. "Not so fast, pussy cat," he whispered in my ear, his free hand on my neck, pinning me head against his shoulder. "I need your cunt to get used to me to the point that you cannot satisfy yourself no matter how much you touch yourself. Only we would be able to make you cum from now on, whether you like it or not. Your cunt will only obey us because it belongs to us like all of you. Every time you need to cum, you'd have to come to us. You'd have to depend on us, giving your freedom of cumming only to us," he told me, working his fingers and hand faster. I was drenched with my wetness, and my walls were begging his fingers to let them clench, but no, he continued. TRIGGER WARNING: This is a dark romance story, so keep your fingers ready. Keep the lights low. Get your mind energized, and Baby? Let me know if you get caught up in this story. This book is rated 18+.
View MoreAmelia arrived at the mansion this morning to report on the state of affairs in the ShadowNight pack, specifically regarding my dear sister. The day was deceptively pleasant—clear skies, crisp air, and sunlight pouring generously over the palace. The golden glow kissed the white stone walls, making them gleam as though the world itself were mocking me with its calm.“Tell me that little thief is dead, Amelia,” I demanded, unable to hide the sharp thrill in my voice. I leaned forward slightly, fingers tightening around my teacup. Each passing second without an answer stretched my impatience thinner, until it was almost unbearable.We sat on the balcony outside my chambers, overlooking the vast forest and the Olympic-sized pool below. Amelia was dressed casually—a denim skirt that skimmed mid-thigh and a dark blue crop top that hugged her frame. Her voluminous curls were braided neatly into boxer braids, accentuating the roundness of her face. But it was her eyes—those dull, grayish
~ RAVEN ~ "Karen, get my phone from the stand," I ordered firmly, without taking my eyes off my laptop, where my fingers dance nimbly across the keyboard. I was in the middle of researching the best bridal shops, each click bringing me closer to the perfect vision of my big day. Karen, my personal maid, obeyed with quick steps, and in a few seconds, she handed me my latest edition phone. I took it and promptly sent a message to Amelia. [Ask to visit your parents and come to my palace. We need to talk.] I typed the words quickly, each touch on the phone's screen carrying the urgency and anxiety I felt. The urgency to know how my despicable sister is doing in that castle. She dared to enter the tournament to become Luna of the pack, and I cannot let her believe she can have a happy ending. The office was screaming luxury, with golden details and dark wood furniture exuding an austere elegance. The light silk curtains, in a deep wine shade, were slightly open, allowing the sof
~ ANNA ~Flora's words danced in my mind, bringing unexpected comfort. The sunlight streaming through the window highlighted the details of the furniture, the soft tones of the curtains, and the subtle shine of the polished wooden floor. Flora squeezed my hands firmly. Her words continued to resonate, creating an echo of possibilities.With a deep sigh, I wiped away the tears and gave my friend a grateful smile."Yes, I think you are right, Flora. I still need to learn how to embrace these aspects, and I hope he can forgive me," I said, a little hope in my voice."You are a gentle, kind, and amazing woman, Miss Anna. I am sure that if you are sincere in your apologies, he will forgive you," Flora responded tenderly. "Now, we need to get you dressed. It will be breakfast, and you can go to the beach and enjoy yourself a bit!" Flora's enthusiasm changed the atmosphere, making me grateful. The room, previously immersed in shadows of concern, now seemed illuminated by a new light. I
~ ANNA ~ "Miss Anna, what happened? It's been days, and you've been so downcast and silent. Did any of the participants hurt you?" Flora suddenly asked, handing me a shirt and a beach skirt. Her voice carried genuine concern, and her eyes shone with affection for me. I blinked at her in surprise, trying to soften my expression into a weak, gentle smile. "No, nothing happened, Flora. I've just been lost in thought a bit, maybe..." I let the sentence fade on my lips, lowering my eyes to the outfit chosen for today. The soft morning sunlight streams through the window, illuminating the room with a golden glow and filling the space with a sense of warmth and tranquility, something I wish I could feel inside as well. The day is beautiful, and all the participants have been invited for a day at the beach after breakfast. Flora chose a turquoise blue shirt with buttons. The fabric was light and felt fresh, perfect for a summer day. Under the shirt, I wore a white bikini with shells pri






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