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012: get the fucking door
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The billionaire's exotic temptation 013: masterkey
Allera's POV A scream catches in my throat, one I swallow down and clamp my hand over my mouth. "Fuck!" I scream into my palm, my eyes squeezing shut. Is it possible to be this full? I fell like there's no room left inside me. A tinge of pain crawls up my spine, making me groan softly. "Tell me, Allera," Devon reachs out, one hand curling around my neck and yanking me up, my body suspended in a smooth arch. He leans down, the weight and heat of his body crushing into me. "You wanted this, didn't you?"A chuckle tumbles of my lips. Less out of mirth and more of disbelief. I struggle to wrap my head around just what I'm feeling. "Wanted what?" I shoot back, biting my lower lip. He moves, the slow roll of his hips makes me whimper, like he's giving my body time to adjust. I'm fucking grateful for that. If he started jackhammering my pussy right away, I would have slapped him. "You wanted me to fuck you. You wanted me to mark this body, make your husband see." He growled in my ear.
The billionaire's exotic temptation 012: get the fucking door
Allera's POV It's on the tip of my tongue to say something snarky. Then my mind goes back to just earlier this week. Seeing Carter in bed with those two. The lack of concern he showed. Like it was a normal thing. "Fine." I huff, cheeks flaming red. "Fine what?" He asks, grinning. That grin sets off something inside me. Not rage, not snark...desire. Such as I've never felt before. We're in the kitchen. His family is mere rooms away. My husband...his brother, is here too. We could get caught. We will get caught. This is too dangerous. This is wrong. This is fucked up. Yet, my skin burns, and my pussy clenches. The danger, the allure of it all, it feels like a fire slowly consuming me. I want him. I want Devon. I want him to bend me over the kitchen counter and fuck me till I can't remember my name. "If you want something, pretty," He leans in, his lips grazing the shell of my ear. "You need to be able to articulate it." His free hand trails down my hip, lower till his
The billionaire's exotic temptation 011: babysitting duties
Allera's POV:"I'm really sorry, Allera sweetie." Cynthia invites herself into my room the moment I push the doors open. She's frantic, pacing and sighing softly. There's something about her movements that are shaky, like a person caught in the middle of a crime. That crime being murder. "What's there to be sorry about?" I reply, turning my phone off and setting it aside. Cynthia forces a smile, but the scared look in her eyes doesn't soften. "Carter...he and his brother don't get along very well."Brother. My heart drops into my stomach again. Worse than it did when Carter walked into the villa and introduced Devon to me as his brother. Brothers. The man I thought was a stranger, the one I was well about to use in a revenge plot against my husband, is actually my brother-in-law.Fuck!Cynthia rounds on me, her eyebrows slanted into worry some lines. "Did anything happen? With Carter, I mean? You seemed very angry about something.""He left me for some friends," the words are out
The billionaire's exotic temptation 010: test it on you tonight.
Carter's POV:"You're overthinking this whole charade, babe." "My mom is getting married, Niko. My brother will be there, all of my family will be there. Trust me, you don't understand anything that's about to happen in that house."Niko rolls over, the sheets slipping off his upper half, his crystalline eyes mischievous as they rake over my body. "What is this then? Are you staging an intervention? Do you want to ruin the wedding?""Fuck no. My mom's happiness matters to me. Ever since that bastard ruined her—" I cut myself off, my thoughts flitting to the man I once called father. Not that he deserves that title anymore. I'm glad he's gone. "Point is, I'm happy for my mom. I really am.""Is the problem your brother?"I turn to him, a small smile playing on my lips. "If we ever break up, I'm putting a kill order on your head. Can't have you roaming around knowing so much about me.""If we ever break up."Not that it's happening anytime soon. "My brother isn't my worry right now. It
The billionaire's exotic temptation 009: let me kiss you, pretty
Allera's POVI pause. Mere centimetres away from his lips. Our breaths tangle, the air between us slowing to a halt. One tilt of my head, and our lips would crash into each other. His lips look so perfect and soft. No. I can't do it. Leaning my head back, I loosen my grip around his head. "I'll take you up on your offer. Let's make him jealous."His eyes track up to mine, then lower to my lips, and they flash with ravenous, impatient greed. "Fine. Can I kiss you now?"I shake my head. "No. That's our one rule in this arrangement. Absolutely no kissing."He groans, a deep sound full of something I can't name. Before I can blink, his hands are on me. There's no gentle lead-up. One moment I'm standing my ground, the next his palms, huge, calloused, and unfairly strong, are splayed against my ribs, his thumbs brushing the undersides of my breasts. With a single, effortless motion, he lifts me.My feet leave the floor so easily it's disorienting, a gasp tearing from my lungs as he carri
The billionaire's exotic temptation 008: a normal family
Devon's POV The universe must be working in my favour. Dropping Allera right into my lap where I want her to be. Footsteps approach from behind me, I know that pace well enough. Alessandro Moretti. "What's the matter? You look happy this morning." He stands beside me on the balcony, looking way too proper in a suit and tie. "I'm just so happy that you're finally getting married."He shakes his head. "Please. We're not friends, save your cheap sentiments.""Come on, man. Don't be so stiff. You're marrying my mom, that makes us more than friends now. We're family. You're my stepfather."He shudders, shooting a dark look at me. "Stop saying that. You're making this weird.""Should I call you daddy now?" I turn to him, closing the distance between us. "I bet you'll like that. It's all over your face.""Devon. For fucks sake! That's highly inappropriate." I can't help but chuckle. He's so easy to ruffle. Too damn easy. Suddenly, he whistles, his gaze moving past the railings. "My heav
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