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THE WELCOME 2

ผู้เขียน: Jane Besh
last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-08-15 13:15:00

Celia pov

I couldn't lie. My body was screaming yes, my mind was finally starting to catch up, shedding all the reasonable, sensible bullshit in favor of pure, primal need. I wanted this. 

I wanted this. I wanted him to fuck me right here, on this table, in this dark empty clubhouse.

Instead of answering, I reached up, tangled my fingers in his hair, and pulled his mouth down to mine.

The kiss was not gentle. It was a collision– a hungry, d

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  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   DRAINED BY THE VAMPIRE 4

    Elara povHe began to touch me again. His palms slid over my arms, then the soft sides of my waist, then down to the insides of my thighs. Each pass left a faint trail of goosebumps as he took his time, fingertips barely grazing, learning the shape of me like he had all night.He bent his head and kissed my neck, then my collarbone, then the soft spot at the base of my throat. His lips were cold, but every place they touched stayed warm after. He was marking me, one small kiss at a time.His hand moved between my legs. I locked up for a second, waiting for roughness. But instead, his fingers parted me slowly, sliding through the slick wet folds.Shame flushed hot through my chest–I was soaked, and he could feel every bit of it."So wet," he murmured, his breath cool against my ear. "Your fear, your arousal... they taste the same to me. Both mean that you're giving in."He found the small hard nub of my clit and began to circle it with his thumb, light at first, then firmer. A sharp sp

  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   DRAINED BY THE VAMPIRE 3

    Elara povHe reached out and hooked a finger into the neckline of my shift. He pulled, and the thin fabric tore and fell away, leaving me completely bare. The cold air of the room made my nipples peak into hard, tight buds.I gasped, my hands flying up to cover myself, but he was faster. He caught my wrists in one of his hands, his grip was firm, immovable. He wasn't crushing my bones, but I could not break free."None of that," he said softly. "I want to see all of you, and you will hide nothing from me. Not your flesh, not your fear, and not…" He leaned in, his nose almost touching my neck, and inhaled deeply. “…not this."His other hand came up to cup my breast and I gasped, his skin cold against my heated flesh. I shuddered, a moan of pure terror escaping my lips. His thumb brushed over my nipple, and a jolt, sharp and electric, shot through me. It wasn't pleasure–no, it was too intense, too terrifying to be that, It was… stimulation, a raw, nerve-ending jolt that made my body

  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   DRAINED BY THE VAMPIRE 2

    Elara povI stopped at the foot of the castle, staring up at a fortress that seemed to have been carved out of the night itself. The castle rose against the purple evening sky, its black towers stretching higher than anything I had ever seen. Sharp spires disappeared into the clouds, and the walls looked almost black under the moonlight.It was beautiful, but it frightened me. The air was colder here than it had been in the village. Even the wind appeared to have stopped. I smelled wet stone first, then something metallic beneath it–blood.I swallowed and followed the guard up the wide stone steps. There were so many steps that my legs began to ache before we reached the top and the doors there were enormous, made of dark wood and covered with black iron.The guard didn’t knock, the doors just opened on their own.I stopped, but he glanced back at me. “Come.”I gulped audibly and forced myself forward.The Great Hall was even more frightening than the outside of the castle. The ceili

  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   DRAINED BY THE VAMPIRE 1

    Elara pov The night the King’s Commander came for me started like any other. The cloying scent of my mother’s stew simmered on the hearth, my father was repairing a fishing net by the weak light of an oil lamp, and I was trying to mend a tear in my own simple dress. The The knock on the door did not sound like a friendly one, It was heavy, sharp, and seemed to suck all the warm air out of our small cottage.My father froze, his hands hovering over the rough twine. My mother stopped her stirring, the wooden spoon dripping a pale broth onto the stone floor. We all knew who that was–no one usually got knocks like that unless it was the King’s men.My father straightened as much as he could and went to the door and opened it just a crack. "Yes?" he asked, his voice thin. “How may we help you?”The door was pushed open without ceremony, and in stepped a man dressed in black leather and polished steel. The King’s Commander. I’d seen him before, from a distance, during the harvest festival

  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   FRANTIC LUST 4

    Kimberly pov The next few minutes were an eternity. We stood in our respective corners, the silence filling the room like a physical presence. The initial haze of lust was gone, replaced by a cold and sharp clarity. Every detail was hyper-real, the lingering, musky scent of sex, the rough texture of the wall against my back.I buttoned my ruined blouse as best I could, the gaping hole a constant, silent scream. I felt exposed, marked. My body ached in places I hadn't thought about in years–a pleasant, lingering soreness that was a direct contradiction to the turmoil in my head.He hadn't moved. He was just watching me, his arms crossed again. But the posture was different now, less like a cage and more like a shield. He looked as uncomfortable as I felt. The powerful, arrogant predator was gone, and in his place was a man who had just made a catastrophic mistake with a woman he couldn't stand."You good?" he finally asked, his voice rough.The question was so plain, so ridiculously

  • Skin to Skin: A Collection of Pleasure and Temptation   FRANTIC LUST 3

    Kimberly povHe hissed, his hips jerking forward into my hand. "Fuck, Clarke.""That's the idea, Croft," I shot back, stroking him, my thumb spreading the wetness already beading at his tip.He shoved my skirt up around my waist, his fingers hooking into the waistband of my panties. He didn't pull them down. He ripped them. The thin lace gave way with a sharp sound, and I moaned, a deep, shameful sound of pure lust.He kicked my feet apart, and then his fingers were there, sliding through my wet folds, finding my clit with unerring, brutal accuracy.I cried out, my back bowing off the wall. His touch was nothing like I imagined. It wasn't gentle or tentative, It was knowing and possesive . He circled the hard nub, pinching it, rubbing it until my thighs were shaking."Is this what you wanted?" he murmured against my jaw, his fingers working me, pushing me closer to the edge. "To get fucked in an elevator by the dinosaur?"I couldn't answer. I could only pant and moan, my hips riding

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