Mag-log inWARNING! SMUT! SMUT!! SMUT!! “Open your fucking legs wider, bitch, and stop pretending this isn't what you have always wanted.” I flinch at the boom of his voice and do as he says. He drives in three fingers into my pussy as he pounds my ass and all I can do is moan and take it. “Take it, you filthy fucking slut,” he says, pounding harder into me. “This is what you want right? To be a filthy fucking slut. If this is what you want, you can fucking take it.” And I can feel his cock hitting my guts. ***** I am Holly Winterbourne. I am a young girl with a secret forbidden crush on her best friend's father. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't even think of his touch on my body and most importantly, I shouldn't be FUCKING him. But fate brings us together during the holidays and I realize I can't resist my best friend's father, no matter how hard I try.
view more~DAMIEN~My fingers tremble slightly as I gather the last of the flowers.They’re unlike anything I’ve ever seen—petals soft as silk, glowing faintly under the fading light, carrying a scent so sweet it almost aches. Not just flowers… they feel like something more. Like forgiveness. Like a beginning.“Mate will love them,” Lucian murmurs, his voice low but vibrating with excitement.I swallow hard.“I hope she’ll even see me,” I mutter.I turn and walk quickly back to my car, my boots crunching against the gravel. My heart is pounding now…not from the ritual, not from the goddess… but from what comes next.From her….Holly.The name alone tightens something deep in my chest.I reach my car, pull the door open, and immediately strip off what’s left of my torn clothes. My hands move fast, almost desperate, grabbing a clean shirt and dark jeans from the backseat.I change right there, not caring about anything else but time.Every second feels like too much.Every
~DAMIEN~I have been restless ever since my wife appeared to me twice in the dream and asking me to let go off the grudges I have about her death.Ever since she asked me to let go of the grudges I have against the moon goddess for not protecting my wife and taking away my mate from me.I don't even realize I have been holding those grudges deep in my heart until my late wife called my attention to it.She asked to me to find my happiness again and be happy. She wants me to have peace of mind.But is she aware that my peace of mind and happiness lies in the arms of another woman? A woman much younger than me? A woman that could easily pass as my daughter??“It doesn't matter, Damien,” Lucian speaks through the mind-link. “Our former mate already gave her blessings. She asked you to be happy. She sees everything.”“She must have seen how miserable you are without Holly, and that's why she came to your dream urging you to be happy. Stop overthinking things, Dam
~DAMIEN~“Dad, are you even listening?”Ella’s voice pulls me out of the fog, and I blink, forcing my attention back to the dining table.She’s staring at me, her brows slightly furrowed, her spoon halfway to her mouth.Gabriel is quieter. Too quiet.“I’m listening,” I say, even though I have no idea what she just said.I pick up my coffee and take a sip, but it tastes like nothing.Everything tastes like nothing these days.“You’ve been weird,” Ella mutters.“I’m not weird,” I reply flatly.She raises a brow. “You just called cereal ‘soup’ five minutes ago.”I pause.Did I?“Eat your food, Ella.”She rolls her eyes but obeys, mumbling something under her breath.I glance at Gabriel.He hasn’t touched his food.His eyes are distant, his jaw tight, his fingers clenched around his fork like he’s holding onto something invisible.He’s been like this… ever since that day.Ever since he went to Holly’s house last.I'm really curious to know what happened there,
~DAMIEN~I foolishly expected Holly to show up on New Year's Day.But she didn't, and I have never hated a day this much in my entire life.The house was too quiet.Not the peaceful kind of quiet… no.That one was loud and echoed. A silence that pressed into my chest and sat there like something heavy and suffocating.I was standing by the window in the living room, staring outside at nothing in particular. The streets were unusually calm, a stark contrast to last night’s chaos—fireworks, laughter, celebration.People welcoming a new beginning.And there I was…drowning in an ending.I was holding my phone in my hand all through, even though I didn't remember when I picked it up, but I remembered why I was holding it.I was glancing at the screen over and over again for a message from Holly, or a call from her, but I got nothing from her.No “Happy New Year, Damien.”My grip tightened unconsciously.“She’ll text,” I muttered under my breath, more to convince mys
~DAMIEN~Dinner is torture. It is a battlefield disguised as a table set for four.And even though Ella chats softly about the Christmas decorations she wants to put up while Gabriel jokes about something he saw on TV…..even though the warm lights glow and the food smells
~DAMIEN~The moment we step inside the house, the warmth hits me, but nothing melts the ice I’ve wrapped around myself.I can’t look at her. If I do, I’ll break again.I throw my coat onto the hanger too hard, jaw tight, fingers still stained with her scent. I scrub my hand d
~HOLLY~“I want you to touch me,” I whisper. “To kiss me. To take me the way I imagine at night. I want every forbidden thing…..”And that’s all it takes.He crashes his mouth onto mine. Hot, deep and devouring.His tongue slides against mine, tasting me, claiming me, his be
~DAMIEN~The drive starts in silence.Not the calm kind, but the heavy, choking kind that presses against your chest and makes every breath feel like punishment.The engine hums beneath us, tyres cutting through the snow-covered road, but all I hear is Gabriel’s voice in my












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