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Elena didn’t sleep.

She got home a little after midnight, peeled the ruined blouse off, stepped into a scalding shower, and stood under the spray until her skin turned pink. The water ran down the marks he’d left—fingerprints on her hips, a faint bruise where his mouth had been on her breast, the raw ache between her legs that pulsed every time she shifted. She washed the smell of him off her thighs and still felt him. When she finally crawled into bed she put two fingers inside herself and
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    Elena didn’t sleep. She got home a little after midnight, peeled the ruined blouse off, stepped into a scalding shower, and stood under the spray until her skin turned pink. The water ran down the marks he’d left—fingerprints on her hips, a faint bruise where his mouth had been on her breast, the raw ache between her legs that pulsed every time she shifted. She washed the smell of him off her thighs and still felt him. When she finally crawled into bed she put two fingers inside herself and came hard and quiet thinking about the way he’d held her head while he fucked her throat. By morning she was already late for a status conference. She wore a different suit. Black this time. Higher heels. No stockings. She told herself it was because the weather was warm. She was still a liar. Marcus was already at the counsel table when she walked in. He looked rested. Pressed. The same clean cologne. He didn’t smile. He just watched her sit, eyes dropping once to the open collar of her bl

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Workspace Claim

    The fluorescent lights in the thirty-second-floor conference room of Harlan & Voss had been off for twenty minutes. Only the city glow through the floor-to-ceiling glass kept the space from total dark. Rain streaked the windows. Somewhere down the hall a vacuum cleaner hummed, then died. The building was emptying. Elena Voss stood at the head of the long table, arms crossed, still in the charcoal skirt suit she’d worn through fourteen hours of mediation. Her blouse was unbuttoned one notch lower than it had been at nine a.m. She’d stopped giving a shit about that around the time opposing counsel started smirking every time she leaned over the exhibits. Marcus Hale sat opposite her, jacket off, sleeves rolled. Tie loosened. He looked like he’d been carved out of the same expensive wood as the table. Senior partner at the firm that had been bleeding her client for three years. She hated the sound of his voice. She hated the way he said her name like he already owned the next move.

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    Mara woke to the wet sound of Kael’s fingers moving inside her. She was on her stomach, face in the furs, legs spread. He was already two fingers deep, slow and thorough, scooping and pushing like he was checking how much of last night was still in her. Cum and slick made every movement filthy-loud in the quiet cabin. “Morning,” he said against her ear. His voice was rough. Hard. “Still full. Good.” He added a third finger and fucked them into her with short, wet strokes. Mara’s hips jerked. She was sore—raw from the night before,but her body opened anyway, clenching around the stretch like it had already learned who it belonged to. Kael pulled his fingers out, wiped the thick mess across her mouth, and pushed them between her lips. “Clean it.” Before she knew it she was tasting herself and him, heavy and salty. He watched until her tongue had taken every drop, then rolled her onto her back and shoved her thighs wide. His cock was already hard. He dragged the head through

  • Painful Pleasures(Short Steamy Collections)   Chapter 5

    Night came down hard over the den. The string lights cast long shadows across the clearing. Most of the pack had settled into their own cabins or around the far fire pits, but a few still lingered close enough to hear everything. Kael had kept Mara naked since that morning. No clothes. No chance to clean up. Every time she tried to wipe the drying cum from her thighs he caught her wrist and pushed her hand away. “Leave it,” he said for the third time. “I want it crusted on you when I take you again.” She was on her knees on the furs when he finally decided he’d waited long enough. He stood in front of her, jeans open, cock already thick and heavy. The head was dark, slick with precum. He didn’t ask. He just gripped the back of her head and pushed into her mouth. Mara choked on the first thrust. He held her there, nose pressed to his stomach, until her throat convulsed around him. Only then did he ease back enough for her to breathe. Spit ran down her chin. He wiped it with h

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    Mara woke to the heavy weight of Kael’s arm across her waist and the thick, sticky mess still between her thighs. Morning light leaked through the thin curtains. Her body ached in every place he’d used her—hips bruised, cunt sore and swollen, the mark on her neck throbbing like a second heart. She tried to shift. His arm tightened immediately. “Stay,” he muttered against the back of her neck, voice rough with sleep. His cock was already hard against her ass. One of his hands slid down, cupped her mound, and pushed two fingers into her without warning. She was still slick with last night’s loads. The wet sound was filthy in the quiet room. “Still full of me,” he said, almost pleased. He fucked his fingers into her slowly, curling them, feeling how soft and used she was. “Good. Want you walking out there like this. Let them all smell it.” Mara’s hips moved without her permission. He pulled his fingers out, wiped them across her mouth, then rolled her onto her back and shoved h

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