Masuk“Shh, little girl,” he growled, teeth catching my bottom lip. I fought the moan, but he circled my clit, my hips jerked helplessly against his hand. Then he pushed my panties aside and sank two thick fingers inside me. I soaked his palm, knees buckling as tremors wracked me. “That’s it, cum for me,” he whispered against my ear. I did. Waves crashed through me while he held me up, stroking gently, murmuring filthy praise that made it sweeter, deeper, more shattering than anything I’d ever felt with a woman. I’m a lesbian. I’ve always known it, claimed it shamelessly. I’ve mapped women’s bodies with my mouth, hands, loving every touch and gasp. My best friend’s tongue between my legs has made me come countless times. The only man I tried, my ex, was awkward, unsatisfying. I swore off them forever. I love women. I love my best friend. So why does this man, her father, the one I should never want make me wetter with one stroke than she ever has? Why am I aching for his cock, pushed inside me, thrusting relentlessly, filling me, ruining me in ways no woman could? Why does bending over his desk for him feel like the right thing to do? One forbidden touch. One devastating truth: I might never want another woman again. When I rejected the vice chancellor's advances, my best friend's obsessive aunt, she threatened expulsion. My friend took me to her father, the college owner. One look at his body and I was lost. That night in their home, hiding in the kitchen while watching him cook, I touched myself, craving what is forbidden. Will my best friend discover my sudden addiction to her father? Will her aunt ever stop wanting me?
Lihat lebih banyak~ EuniceI didn’t need secrets to want Iris.I never did.People liked to dress it up as jealousy. As rivalry. As some warped extension of my relationship with my brother. They were wrong.I wanted Iris because she didn’t belong to anyone.Not truly.Yes, she was tangled up with my niece now.Emotionally, messily, dangerously.But even that didn’t cage her. Iris moved through this place like her body was her own jurisdiction. Like her defiance wasn’t borrowed. Like permission was something she granted, not something others assumed.That kind of autonomy unsettled people.It unsettled me.I’d spent my life in rooms where power was inherited, enforced, expected. Where omegas lowered their eyes and waited to be told what they were worth. Iris never did that. Not once. Not even when she should have.Especially not when she should have.I watched her from my office window more than I cared to admit. Watched her cross the courtyard with her head high, laughter careless, posture loose. She did
~ AliceI didn’t sleep.I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, counting the slow turns of the fan, listening to the quiet hum of a house that felt too big when my father was gone. Every sound echoed,footsteps that weren’t there, doors that didn’t open, a presence that used to ground me now reduced to absence.And Iris.My phone sat beside me, face down. I didn’t flip it over. I already knew what I wouldn’t see.No messages.No calls.No I’m okay.I have always been the one calling. We haven't have any issues but it felt like. She’d smiled at me earlier. That soft, practiced smile she wore when she didn’t want to fight. The one that made my chest ache because I knew it wasn’t real. I’d felt it then,that sense of her slipping, like sand through fingers no matter how tightly I clenched.I hated that feeling.I rolled onto my side, jaw tight, forcing myself not to spiral. I told myself I was being dramatic. That people drift sometimes. That it didn’t always mean loss.But Iris wasn’t j
Chapter 34~Iris I lay awake staring at the ceiling, counting the cracks like they might rearrange themselves into answers if I looked long enough.They didn’t.The bond was still there, quiet now, like an old bruise you forget about until you roll the wrong way. It pulsed beneath my ribs, dull and aching, a reminder I didn’t ask for. A reminder of a man who had walked into my life like fate and walked out like it meant nothing.I turned onto my side, curling inward.At least before him, I knew who I was.That thought hit me harder than the video.Before Alpha Duncan, my world had been simple in one crucial way. I had loved women. Fully. Confidently. Without shame or confusion twisting my insides into knots. I hadn’t doubted myself every time my heart raced or my body reacted. I hadn’t lain awake wondering if I’d been rewritten into something unrecognizable.I had been a lesbian.And I had been sure.Now?Now I felt fractured. Like parts of me were arguing in the dark, none of them w
~ AliceI hadn't planned on running into iris.If I were honest, i hadn't planned on seeing anyone this morning. I had gone to my father's estate for the simplest reason possible to grab a sealed envelope form his study. Old council documents he’d asked me to keep safe weeks ago. He’d already left by the time I arrived, guards saying he’d traveled before dawn, tight-lipped, unreadable as always.That alone had put me on edge.My father didn’t leave without warning unless something serious was happening.Still, I told myself not to overthink it. I took the envelope, tucked it into my bag, and headed back toward campus, already mentally listing everything I had to do before class.Then I saw her. Iris walking out through the gates. From my father's house.I stopped so suddenly my breath caught. For a second, my brain refused to make sense of the image. Iris, my Iris. standing there with that fragile, haunted look in her eyes, like she’d just come apart and barely stitched herself ba












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