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TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE THE WEDDING GUEST
THE WEDDING GUEST ISABELLA & LUCA ISABELLA’S POV The vineyard resort sprawls across rolling hills, rows of grapevines glowing golden under the late-afternoon sun. Fairy lights twinkle along the pergola where tomorrow’s ceremony will take place, and the air smells like crushed grapes, jasmine, and summer promise. It’s the perfect setting for my cousin Sofia’s wedding, and as maid of honor, I’ve been running around all day—final dress fittings, seating charts, making sure the bridesmaids don’t kill each other over hair and makeup.But from the moment I arrived yesterday, my attention keeps drifting to him.Luca Moretti. The groom’s older brother. Best man.He’s forty, widowed two years ago. Sofia told me the story quietly, how his wife died suddenly of an aneurysm, leaving him with a teenage daughter he now raises alone. He owns a chain of upscale Italian restaurants in the city, the kind with Michelin stars and waiting lists. Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair that curls sligh
TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE FORBIDDEN HEAT 3
FORBIDDEN HEAT 3SIENNA’S POV The full moon rises fat and golden over the treetops, pulling at every wolf in the pack like a tidal force. Tonight is the culmination—the night when bonds strengthen, mates claim, and new wolves run for the first time. The clearing behind the pack house is alive with energy: laughter, playful growls, the rustle of clothes hitting the ground as everyone prepares to shift.But I can’t focus on any of it.My body is on fire.The heat that started days ago has built to an inferno. Every breath drags Ronan’s scent deeper into my lungs—pine, sweat, raw dominance. It’s everywhere, soaked into my skin from our training sessions, from the way he’s been near me constantly, guarding me like I’m already his. My thighs are slick, my nipples aching against my thin dress, my clit throbbing with every heartbeat.Ronan stands across the clearing, talking low with my uncle and the alpha. He’s shirtless again, his jeans riding low, muscles taut with the same tension I fe
TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE FORBIDDEN HEAT 2
FORBIDDEN HEAT 2 SIENNA’S POV The next morning, I wake tangled in sweat-damp sheets, my body still humming from the night before. My skin feels too tight, every brush of fabric against my nipples or thighs sending sparks straight to my core. The ache Ronan left me with hasn’t faded—it’s worse. Sharper. A constant throb that makes me squeeze my legs together just to ease it a fraction.Mara, the pack’s healer, came to my room last night as promised. She gave me herbs to dull the heat, cool cloths, and soft words about patience. But her eyes held pity. “First heats are brutal for latents,” she said. “Especially when there’s a mate involved.” She didn’t say his name, but we both knew.I shower long and cold, trying to wash away his scent that still clings to my skin—pine, musk, raw male. It doesn’t help. When I close my eyes, I feel his mouth on mine, his fingers stroking me, stopping just before I fell apart.By afternoon, the restlessness is unbearable. I need air. Movement. Anythin
TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE FORBIDDEN HEAT
FORBIDDEN HEAT SIENNA & RONANSIENNA’S POV I have always been the odd one out in the pack, and I’m used to it.Adopted at age five after my human parents died in a car crash, I grew up among werewolves who could shift at will, run under the full moon, and speak in that silent pack-mind way I never quite heard. They loved me anyway—protected me, raised me as one of their own—but I was still human. Fragile. Breakable. No claws, no fangs, no heightened senses. Just Sienna, the pack’s little mascot.Until now.I turned twenty last month, and something started shifting inside me. At first I thought it was imagination, my scents sharper, sounds clearer, a restless energy under my skin that makes me pace at night. The elders whisper about “latent bloodlines,” but no one says it to my face.Ronan notices, though.He’s forty-five, my adoptive uncle’s best friend and the pack’s beta—second only to the alpha. Tall and broad, with shoulders that seem carved from years of patrols and battles, d
TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE THE NEIGHBOUR'S POOL 3
THE NEIGHBOR’S POOL 3MILA’S POV The days blur into a secret rhythm after that midnight dip.Gabriel tries to resist at first—mornings where he keeps his office blinds closed, evenings where he mows his lawn with headphones on, avoiding my gaze when we pass on the sidewalk. But I see the cracks: the way he pauses at his window when I’m out by the pool in the afternoons, the lingering glances when I “accidentally” bend over to pick something up, wearing the tiniest bikinis I own.I don’t push too hard. I let the tension build, teasing him with glimpses—a flash of side-boob when I adjust my top, a slow application of sunscreen on my thighs while lying on my stomach, knowing he’s watching. The air between our houses feels charged, like the moments before a thunderstorm.By the end of the week, the heat wave peaks—record temperatures, the kind where the pool water feels like bathwater even at night. My parents announce they’re heading to the cabin up north for the weekend, leaving Frida
TILL SIN DO US APART: A TABOO TALE OF LUST AND DESIRE THE NEIGHBOUR'S POOL 2
THE NEIGHBOR’S POOL MILA’S POV I barely slept that night. Every time I close my eyes, I feel Gabriel’s mouth on me again—the heat of his tongue, the scrape of his stubble against my inner thighs, the way his strong hands pinned me open while the shower water poured over us. My body aches with leftover need, my skin tingling where his cum dried on me before the spray washed it away. I touch myself twice, my fingers slipping easily through my wetness, but it’s not enough. Nothing compares to him.The next day drags. I avoid the pool on purpose, staying inside, pretending to study for online classes. But my mind keeps drifting to his window, wondering if he’s watching for me the way I watched for him.By evening, the heat hasn’t broken. The air is thick, humid, the kind of night where clothes feel optional. I slip into a thin white tank top—no bra—and soft cotton shorts. My hair is loose and wild from the humidity. At around ten, the house is quiet; my parents are asleep early after
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