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The Things I Hated Remembering
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SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE THE KING WHO COULD NOT BEND
MAGNUSI had spent the entire night telling myself Lydia's words meant nothing. She hated me, and I had expected as much from the beginning because I had never purchased her with the expectation that she would admire me. Yet her expression when she looked at me in the courtyard had stayed with me long after I left, and that irritated me more than her accusation itself. I had faced warriors who wanted my throne, nobles who wanted my death, and enemies who had sworn to burn Bridgevine to the ground, but the disgust in one small omega's eyes had followed me into my sleep.It was ridiculous, and I refused to give it a name. Lydia was beautiful, that was all, and I had wanted her from the moment I first saw her in the market, long before I knew her stubbornness could rival an Alpha's. Her scent was addictive, her body fit too perfectly against mine, and after those six days of heat and rut, I knew exactly how easily she could make me forget everything beyond the walls of my bedroom. That w
SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE The Things I Hated Remembering
LydiaI woke slowly, as though I had been dragged back from the bottom of a deep, warm sea. For several heartbeats, I did not know where I was, and then the familiar scent of cedar, musk, and something distinctly Magnus settled over me. My eyes opened to the pale curtains of my bedroom, and memory came rushing back so violently that I squeezed them shut again. Six days, I thought, and my cheeks burned with a shame I could not explain.Six days had disappeared inside that room, swallowed by heat, instinct, exhaustion, and the man I had spent so much time convincing myself I hated. I remembered almost everything except the moments when fever and fatigue had blurred the edges of my thoughts. I remembered Magnus's voice, rough and commanding, but I also remembered the moments when it had softened when I could barely speak. I remembered his hands, his strength, the way he had held me when my body had become too exhausted to carry itself, and remembering that was somehow worse than remember
SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE Reckless Rut
Magnus The air in the Bridgevine mansion had grown thick, heavy with a tension that felt like a physical weight pressing against my chest. For days, I had felt the rut simmering beneath my skin, a low, guttural roar in my blood that demanded submission and release. My senses were heightened to a maddening degree; I could hear the heartbeat of every servant in the halls, but only one scent mattered. Lydia.She had been avoiding me again, hiding behind the care of Kiekie and Betty, but she couldn’t hide the change in her own chemistry. As I stalked toward her suite, the scent of her hit me like a tidal wave—sweet, cloying, like crushed lilies and honey, amplified by the sudden, violent onset of her first heat. It was a biological siren song, calling to the Alpha in me, stripping away the veneer of the Lord and leaving only the predator.I didn't knock. I kicked the door open, the wood groaning under the force. Lydia was curled on the oversized bed, her skin flushed a deep, feverish pin
SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE Wanton Need
Lydia I had avoided him for six days. Six long, aching days of hiding in the east wing suite Magnus had assigned me, pretending to be sick, anything to escape the Alpha who had bought me. My uncle’s greedy hands had shoved me into Magnus' office after selling me for a huge piece of land to recover from his gambling losses, and now I belonged to him—body, heat, and all. Two omega maids, Kiekie and Betty, had been put in charge of my care, bringing me meals and drawing baths while guards stood outside my door at Magnus’s orders. I was no servant, yet I felt like one because he had purchased me solely for his pleasure. I told myself I hated him. I repeated it every night while my cunt throbbed and leaked slick down my thighs. I hated the way my body betrayed me, the way my omega instincts screamed for the cruel lord who had taken my virginity on his office desk and left me ruined.After all the running, I still ended back in that same office where he had eaten me out and taken my virgin
SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE Claiming Me As His
LydiaMagnus's tongue still dragged through my soaked folds when the last tremor of my second orgasm faded, leaving me limp across the polished oak. My thighs quivered around his head, slick dripping from my open cunt onto the desk beneath my ass. The office smelled thick with my release and his heavy alpha scent, the combination making my head spin. I barely registered the wet sound of his mouth pulling away until he stood, towering over me, his lips and chin glistening with my juices.He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, eyes dark and hungry as they raked over my spread body. My skirt was bunched around my waist, panties long gone, my pussy exposed and throbbing. His fingers, still wet from being inside me, traced my entrance once more, testing how open I was. The stretch from three fingers had left me sensitive, but the ache between my legs was already building again, deeper, needier."You're dripping everywhere," he said, voice low and rough. "Look at this mess you made o
SOLD TO THE BRUTAL ALPHA LORD OF BRIDGEVINE Need to Have Her
MAGNUS The mansion was bustling too loudly. I wasn't one for noise, but we were expecting visitors, and there was no avoiding the servants rushing around with preparations. My office was at the far end of the second floor, where no one dared interrupt me without good reason. That was why I looked up sharply when my door opened without a knock, and the scent of jasmine and cinnamon reached me. I didn't need to see her to know who it was. Still, I lifted my eyes and found Lydia standing in the middle of my office, wearing a summer dress that revealed far too much of her delicate figure. "Where are your manners, Omega? Or do you not have any?" I growled. "I am a slave, remember? Slaves aren't taught manners." She smiled coyly as she walked toward my desk. Her fingers drummed against the polished wood while her eyes wandered over the awards and photographs lining my office. I watched her closely, wondering how she could look so comfortable in a place where even my trusted men bec
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