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The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) I HATE YOU
CAMILLA Oh my…I found my heat, wet and throbbing and I gasped, my head tilting back as I dragged two fingers through my slick folds. My clit pulsed beneath the pads of my fingers, aching for the friction I’d denied myself all week.I circled it slowly, deliberately, then dipped lower, coating my fingers in the proof of just how badly I wanted him, still wanted him. The memory of his body against mine, the way he growled my name into my neck, the tension that snapped when he talked dirty to me…I bit my lip and moaned softly, sliding a finger inside myself, then another, imagining it was his cock instead, thick and relentless, stretching me open. My hips rolled instinctively, chasing the rhythm, the release, the echo of him.He made me furious. He made me wild, and I wanted him like sin.Forbidden… but sweet."Rhysand," his name escaped my lips involuntarily.Just saying his name made my back arch.My fingers moved faster, slick and frantic, stroking in time with the memory of his
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) YEARNING
CAMILLA I twirled the last bit of wine in my glass, leaning back against the bar and letting my eyes scan the crowd. The room was buzzing with polished smiles and forced conversations, exactly the kind of gathering I usually enjoyed. But tonight, I felt… out of place.Hayden had been by my side earlier, keeping me company with his usual charm and snide commentary. That had lasted all of twenty minutes before he spotted the Omega prince from the southern provinces, the one he’d been very not-so-subtly sneaking around with. The second their eyes met, he gave me a sheepish grin and muttered a rushed, “You understand, right?”And of course, I did. Hayden deserved a little reckless joy.But now I was alone, and I hated the way my mind kept circling back to him… to Rhysand.Another sip of wine. Cool. Useless. It did nothing to drown the memory of his voice, low, rough, and made to be whispered in dark places. The way he’d looked at me like he wanted to ruin me.My skin still tingled, l
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) MISPLACED JEALOUSY
RHYSAND The party was already testing my patience.Everything about it was overly extravagant, gilded columns, chandeliers dripping with crystals, people dressed like they were all trying to outshine each other. I leaned against a marble pillar at the edge of the ballroom, sipping from a glass of wine I didn’t even want. It was all politics and pretense.“This is the dumbest thing I’ve been forced to attend in weeks,” I muttered.Kage stood beside me, arms crossed, smirking. “You say that every time you have to come to one of these. But why should we throw a party for her?” I shook my head. “Ask my uncle.”He snorted but didn’t argue. He knew better.Before I could say more, I noticed a pair of council members making their way toward me, Derek and Mireen, both older, both infuriating in their own quiet, smug ways. I straightened slightly, pasting on my best diplomatic smile. Kage stepped back, thankfully not attempting to join the conversation. This was my problem to handle.“Alp
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) HEAT
CAMILLA I was already halfway down the corridor by the time the adrenaline evened out.Of course he sent a guard to tell me to meet him at the council chambers. Of course he couldn’t come himself.Arrogant prick.Rhysand never gave anyone a moment to breathe. Not even me, not the Beta he practically dragged back into the fold. Especially not me.My boots hit the polished stone floor with sharp, echoing clicks, each step harder than the last. I wasn’t rushing, but I wasn’t strolling either. The kind of walk that dared someone to stop me.The halls were too quiet, too polished like everything in this damned place was built to control.I adjusted the blazer on my shoulders. The council chamber was just ahead, and my irritation heightened. I hated that he still had this effect on me.The heat crawling up the back of my neck. The simmering pulse between my legs that had no business being there. All from a summon.From him.I inhaled, slow and sharp.I was Beta now. Not his pawn, and defin
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) DIFFERENT
RHYSAND Camila turned to leave my study, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.No coat. Just a dark, tight-fitting shirt clinging to curves I didn’t remember her having, trousers that hugged her hips like a second skin. She moved like smoke, sharp, sinuous, and unreadable. A stranger wrapped in a familiar scent.The door clicked shut behind her, and I just stood there, the air crackling around me.That was Camila, but not the Camila I remembered.The Camila I knew had fire, yes, but it had been reckless, unshaped, and easy to snuff out. This one walked like she didn’t need permission to burn the world down.Kage slinked in a moment later, his mouth already twitching with some half-witted comment."Wasn’t expecting Camila of all people to come back," he muttered, eyes flicking to the closed door. "Figured she’d tucked her tail and vanished for good."I didn’t answer at first. Just kept staring at the space she left behind, like maybe if I stared hard enough, the ghost of her wou
The Den of Desires (Erotica Short Stories) BOOK TWO: CRAVING THE ALPHA I HATE
Blurb.“I hate you so much. I want to choke you to death and kill you.” He growled, pounding into me. I moaned. Hard. “I just can't stop fucking you. Damnit, Camilla.” ~Beta Camilla Dowling has always hated her Alpha, Rhysand Cullen ever since he treated her like shit when they were little. She was so sure that she wouldn't have to put up with him anymore. But when Camilla lost her dad, she had to step up as the next Beta and work with her dangerously attractive Alpha who turned her on as much as he drove her crazy. Will this sexual tension between them become something more? Will Camilla allow herself to be ravaged by her Alpha?CHAPTER ONE: BACK TO HELLCAMILLAWould it be cowardice to turn back? To return to where it was safe and easy? Would it? To leave my father’s memory in his last moments to become my anchor, a soothing balm for the ache blossoming in my heart, every second I spent back here? Would it? Yes. Yes, it would. It was so easy, so simple, because
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