LOGINSusie’s POV“Stay open,” he said. “Let me feel how tight you get when you’re this close.”One finger pressed into me with an agonizing slowness. Then a second. He curled them and rubbed while his thumb kept working my clit. The dual pressure was devastating. My thighs started to shake. I could hear how wet I was every time he moved his hand.Zach kept stroking his cock with his other hand, fist moving in the same steady rhythm he was using on me. The visual alone made another helpless sound spill out of me.He brought me to the edge three times.Each time he felt my pussy start to clench and flutter he slowed down, or stopped, or pulled his fingers out completely and simply held me open while I trembled and gasped. The denial made every return of his touch more intense. By the third time I was beyond pride — hips lifting, thighs spread as wide as they would go, soft broken noises leaving my mouth every time he curled his fingers just right.“You don't have to pretend anymore,” he said
Susie’s POVZach held my gaze for another long moment before giving a single, almost imperceptible nod."Take your clothes off," he said at last. "Then spread your legs."He didn't raise his voice or soften it. The instructions came out in an even and unbothered tone, as though he were asking me to sit down or hand him a book instead of something that should have sent me running.My body reacted before my thoughts did.My hands moved.I caught the hem of my shirt with unsteady fingers and pulled it over my head before letting it fall to the floor beside the couch.My sleep shorts followed.Then my underwear.The cool air brushed across my bare skin, raising a shiver that had nothing to do with the temperature. I settled back against the cushions, my pulse loud in my ears, my thighs parting almost on their own until I was completely exposed.I barely noticed I was doing it.Zach watched every movement without interrupting.He didn't reach for me.He didn't move any closer.He simply sa
Susie’s POVI should have let him change it. I should have stood up, muttered something about being tired, and gone back to my room. Instead, my voice came out sharper than I expected.“Leave it.”Zach’s hand stilled as he stared openly at me.“I mean it,” I said. My face felt hot, but I forced myself to hold his gaze. “We’re both adults. There’s no reason we can’t watch something made for adults together.”The words echoed in my ears and a part of me still couldn't believe that I said that. I could hear how thin they sounded, how much defiance I was trying to shove into them. My heart was still slamming from the sudden rush of the dream memory, but I refused to look away first.The dream refused to leave me alone. As ridiculous as it sounded, I needed to know if it had been more than a dream. Zach studied me for a long moment without a smile or an obvious reaction. He simply offered me that same calm, steady attention that always made me feel like he was measuring something I couldn
Susie’s POVMy bedroom.My bed.The dresser stood where it always had, a familiar silhouette against the wall. Pale streetlight slipped through the gap in the curtains.No television.No blue glow.No Zach.My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt. I was soaked. My fingers were still pressed between my legs, slippery and trembling, the unfinished orgasm pulsing in frustrated little waves that refused to crest. My sleep shorts were tangled around one ankle. The sheets were kicked halfway off the mattress.It had been a dream.I yanked my hand away like I’d been slapped and rolled onto my side, pressing my face into the pillow. My breath came in short, shaky bursts. Every nerve between my legs was still throbbing, still demanding the finish that had been stolen from me.What the fuck was that?I could still hear his soft voice telling me exactly where to touch, how hard, and how fast. I could still see the slow drag of his fist over his cock while he watched me spread open on th
Susie’s POVI should have turned around.The second I saw him I should have spun on my heel, gone straight back upstairs, and locked the door. Instead my feet stayed planted on the bottom step and my eyes stayed fixed on the couch.Zach was still stretched out exactly as I’d left him in my mind. One arm behind his head and the other resting low on his stomach. His dark T-shirt was pushed up and his sweatpants shoved down just far enough.His cock was out.I repeat, his cock was out!A sharp pull stirred inside me and a fresh heat slid low in my belly, settling between my legs with an embarrassing speed. My mouth went dry. I couldn’t seem to look away from the slow, almost lazy rise and fall of his cock against his skin.“Couldn’t sleep?” His voice was awfully calm and quiet as though we were discussing the weather.I opened my mouth to tell him to cover himself. What came out was nothing.Zach’s gaze stayed steady on mine. One corner of his mouth lifted in a knowing smirk.“I know you
Susie’s POVI stared at the number on my screen.$12,463.That was everything standing between me and freedom.I sat curled into the living-room armchair, my laptop balanced on my knees, the spreadsheet for my escape fund glowing in the corner of the screen. It still wasn't enough, but it was a lot more than I'd had six months ago, when I started quietly funneling every freelance payment into a hidden bank account.Mum folded a silk blouse and placed it neatly in her suitcase. Dad checked the passport pocket for the third time.“You’re really doing this?” I asked. “Two whole weeks. And you're leaving a stranger in charge of me?”Mum didn't look up. “He isn't a stranger, Susie. The agency vetted him thoroughly. Excellent references.”“I’m twenty-three.”“And still living under our roof,” Dad replied calmly. It was the same answer I'd been hearing for years. “While we pay the mortgage, the utilities, and the insurance, you follow the house rules. We've discussed this.”I closed the spre
Delilah’s POVI stepped out of Zedd’s private bathroom with my heart hammering against my ribs. The sleek, discreet vibrator was now nestled firmly against my clit, the soft silicone warm from my body heat. I had barely taken two steps into the office when it buzzed to life without warning.A low,
Delilah’s POVThe elevator doors slid shut again, sealing me in sudden silence. The charged electricity of thirty seconds ago vanished as if it had never existed. My fingers trembled around the black card. My thighs were slick, my underwear ruined, my core still pulsing with the aftershocks of wha
Alpha Zedd’s POVKaryk Moonbane never failed to prove that he was a foolish man.I sat at the head of the long obsidian table, my fingers playing idly with a pen.Karyk Moonbane droned on, gesturing at slides that meant nothing to me. His voice carried that rehearsed cadence, with pauses timed for
I lay beneath him, legs spread, body moving in the rhythm he set, but my mind had already drifted somewhere far above the ceiling. Karyk’s hips slapped against mine like he was forced to finish a chore. Thrust, Retreat, Thrust. My mate’s eyes were fixed on the headboard, never once meeting mine.







