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233. I Can’t Anymore (18+)

Autor: Nightingale
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-12 02:50:59

Selene's POV:

As he said, he wasn’t done. Not even close. He pulled out gently, flipped me onto my stomach, and pulled my hips up so I was on all fours, doggy style, the position that always made my wolf howl inside. “Look at you,” he said, voice thick as he ran his hands over my ass, squeezing. “So ready for me again.” He slid back in from behind in one smooth thrust, deeper this way, and started pounding. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the treehouse along with my loud moans and his lo
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  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   233. I Can’t Anymore (18+)

    Selene's POV:As he said, he wasn’t done. Not even close. He pulled out gently, flipped me onto my stomach, and pulled my hips up so I was on all fours, doggy style, the position that always made my wolf howl inside. “Look at you,” he said, voice thick as he ran his hands over my ass, squeezing. “So ready for me again.” He slid back in from behind in one smooth thrust, deeper this way, and started pounding. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the treehouse along with my loud moans and his low grunts. “Take it, Luna. Take every inch of your alpha.” His hand reached around to rub my clit in tight circles and I came hard on the third round, screaming his name into the pillow. He followed right after, filling me again with hot pulses that made me shudder.We shifted positions for the fourth me on top now, riding him slow and deep while he sat up against the headboard, hands on my breasts, mouth sucking at my nipples again. “Ride me just like that,” he groaned, eyes half-lidded with ple

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    Selene's POV:“Gregory… oh gods, yes…” The words came out breathy, needy, and he smiled against my skin like he’d been waiting for exactly that sound. He lowered his head and took one nipple into his mouth, sucking slow and deep, tongue flicking over it in lazy circles while his hand worked the other one, pinching just hard enough to send sparks straight down between my legs. My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him there as heat flooded through me. He switched sides, giving the other breast the same worship, teeth grazing lightly, then soothing with his tongue until I was squirming under him, thighs pressing together for any kind of friction.“Feel that?” he whispered, lifting his head just enough to look at me with those glowing eyes. “That’s me reminding you who you belong to. Who we belong to. Together.” He kissed down my stomach next, slow burn all the way, nipping at my ribs, licking the dip of my navel like he had all the time in the world. His hands hooked into the waistban

  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   231. arched into him (18+)

    Selene's POV:The phone screen glowed in the dim orange light of the treehouse like some kind of warning from the shadows themselves. My fingers tightened around it before I could stop them. The message stared back at me plain and ugly. Unknown number. Just those words. Sooner your happiness will turn into a mourn. No name. No explanation. Just that single line sitting there like a blade pressed to my throat. My wolf stirred hard under my skin, hackles rising, a low growl building in my chest that I had to swallow down fast. The warmth that had been pooling between Gregory and me a second ago turned cold in an instant. My heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted out. Blake. Alex. Gregory. All of them flashed through my mind in one sharp rush and I felt the fear sink its teeth in deep. Gregory’s arms were still locked around me but he felt the shift immediately. His body went still against mine the way only an alpha can when he senses danger in the air. “Selene?” His voice was low

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    Maya’s POV:I looked at Lyra sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes steady on mine even though pain still lingered in the tight line of her jaw. The question I had asked hung between us like something alive. My heart was beating so loud I was sure she could hear it.“What if I say the feeling is mutual,” I said slowly, “but I can’t give you commitment right now? Will you still be with me?”The words left my mouth, and for a second I wished I could pull them back. But I couldn’t. This was the truth I had. I loved her. I knew that now. But everything else—Alex, my father, my uncle, the pack expectations, the future—was still a mess I hadn’t figured out.Lyra’s face changed. The guarded look melted away and something bright and warm took its place. Her eyes softened and the corners of her mouth lifted in the smallest, most honest smile I had ever seen on her. It made my chest ache in a completely different way.She looked happy. Really happy.“Do you really love me?” she asked quietly.

  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   228. No Rights But Still

    Maya's POV:The door opened and Lyra was standing in it with her hand pressed flat against the right side of her chest and her face doing the thing it did when she was in pain and working very hard to look like she was not in pain.I stepped in immediately.Closed the door behind me and turned the lock because whatever this was it was not a hallway conversation and it was not an open door situation.Lyra had not moved from the spot. She was still standing with her hand at her chest and her expression was the controlled version but the control was costing her and I could see exactly what it was costing her in the slight tension around her eyes and the way she was breathing, careful and measured and a fraction shallower than normal."What happened," she said.Her voice was even. Of course it was even."I was about to ask you that," I said."I am fine.""Your hand has been on your chest since you opened the door.""It is a reflex."I looked at her face and then at her hand and then aroun

  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   124. A Plan for His Smile

    Blake’s POV:I sit on the stone bench behind the academy building where no one usually comes.The training field is loud somewhere far behind me, but here it is quiet. Only the sound of leaves moving in the wind. I lean forward, elbows on my knees, staring at the ground like it will give me answers

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  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   128. The Things That Break in Silence

    Alex’s POV:Night is the worst.Daytime is loud. Training. Voices. Orders. Footsteps. I can hide in that noise. I can act like nothing touches me. But now I am inside my dorm and the walls are too quiet. The bed looks too big. My head will not stop.I sit on the edge of my bed and stare at the door.

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  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   126. The Weight She Carries

    Maya's POV:The room feels too warm tonight.I sit on Lyra’s bed, pretending to scroll through my phone while she talks about decorations for Alex’s birthday. Her voice is light, excited, soft in a way that makes people feel safe. She is sitting cross legged on the floor, papers and ribbons around

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  • Mated to My Rival Step Brother   130. The Slap of Rage

    Alex’s POV:My chest hurts.I am still on the floor, knees pulled close, hands shaking. Tears keep falling even though I try to stop. I press my palm over my mouth to silence the sound, but my breathing still comes out broken.Why does it always hurt more at night?When I see his face in the Academy

    last updateÚltima actualización : 2026-03-29
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