ANMELDENVALENTINA He spoke with such arrogance that it made my body ache. I barely had time to gasp before he moved. There was no teasing and no waiting. He drove three fingers deep inside me, filling me so completely that I felt stretched and filled under his touch.The sensation was massive, and it made my breath hitch in a choked sob. He didn't go easy, he fingered me with a hard, steady rhythm. I could feel his knuckles rubbing against my entrance while his palm slapped against my soaking wet skin. The sound of him digging into me was a loud and wet, squelching splash, making it impossible to ignore how much I was dripping for him.I was drowning by how big he felt. Every time he pushed his fingers into me, I felt his strength. He stretched my tight pussy so much that I started to shake. The pressure built up into a hot, sharp tension that I couldn't escape.My body squeezed around his hand, tight and desperate. Everything else vanished except the smell of his skin and the steady, heavy
VALENTINA He spoke with such arrogance that it made my body ache. I barely had time to gasp before he moved. There was no teasing and no waiting. He drove three fingers deep inside me, filling me so completely that I felt stretched and filled under his touch.The sensation was massive, and it made my breath hitch in a choked sob. He didn't go easy, he fingered me with a hard, steady rhythm. I could feel his knuckles rubbing against my entrance while his palm slapped against my soaking wet skin. The sound of him digging into me was a loud and wet, squelching splash, making it impossible to ignore how much I was dripping for him.I was drowning by how big he felt. Every time he pushed his fingers into me, I felt his strength. He stretched my tight pussy so much that I started to shake. The pressure built up into a hot, sharp tension that I couldn't escape.My body squeezed around his hand, tight and desperate. Everything else vanished except the smell of his skin and the steady, heavy
VALENTINA His lips descended on mine again and this time the kiss deepened, turning into something thick and ruinous. His tongue danced with mine. I kissed him back with a desperate hunger, my fingers tangling in his hair to pull him closer His hands roamed my body, tracing the curve of my neck, the swell of my breasts, the dip of my waist, as if committing every inch of me to memory. I could feel the heat of his touch through the thin silk of my dress, my body aching for more. He trailed kisses down my neck, his tongue tasting my skin, his teeth nipping at my pulse point. I gasped, my head falling back to give him better access. His hands moved to my shoulders, pushing the straps of my dress down, baring my skin to his hungry gaze. He growled in approval, his hands sliding down to cup my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples, already hard and eager for his touch. I could feel the wetness between my thighs, my body betraying my earlier protests. I didn't want this to
VALENTINA I scrolled further, seeing a GIF of the butt-spank looped over and over. "‘The Ice Reaper doesn't play nice. He plays for keeps.’" I couldn't help it, a small, tired smile tugged at my lips. Then I saw a photo of myself looking shocked and laughed softly. "I look like a deer in headlights."When the doors of the car opened, I stepped into a world of cold marble and floor-to-ceiling windows. "Welcome home, Miss Valentina," a soft voice said.A maid in a crisp uniform appeared from the shadows of the foyer. "May I take your bag? Or perhaps I can prepare a late dinner for you?""No, thank you," I said, my voice sounding small in the vast space. The adrenaline was finally wearing off, leaving me feeling hollow. "I just need a cool bath and some sleep. It’s been... a long night."My eyes wandered toward the place that led to the master suites. "Is Horace back?"The maid shook her head gently. "No, miss. He hasn't returned since he left. He didn't leave a word on when he’d be bac
VALENTINAI walked out of the locker room, my head spinning. The heavy silence in the hallway felt like a weight pressing down on me. I looked around, desperate to find Horace, but he was nowhere to be seen."He’s gone, Val," one of the teammates said, his voice flat and distracted as he focused on taping his stick."He doesn't stick around after a blow-up like that."I swallowed hard, my throat feeling tight. "Where’s the kid? The one Horace... attacked?""Medics have him. He’s healing fast, wolf blood, you know. It’s not the first time Horace has left a mark, and it won't be the last. He’ll be fine by tomorrow."The casual way he said it made my skin crawl. "Why does everyone just stand there?" I asked, looking at the group of teammates lingering by the walls. "Why does it look like you’re all terrified of him?"Jude, the teammate who had assisted Horace's goal earlier, leaned against the wall and sighed. "Because he’s enough to be feared, Valentina. Haven't you felt it? The aura he
VALENTINAHe leaned in even closer, his body pressing against mine, the tension between us stretched so thin it was about to snap. I could hear the muffled voices of the journalists just around the corner, blissfully unaware of the war happening in here."Tell me to stop, Val," he breathed against my skin, his hands sliding down the wall toward my waist. "Tell me you don't remember how it feels.""Those days are over, Harold," I said, my voice sharp enough to cut the heavy air between us. "The days where I’d beg you for a single glance, a single touch, they’re dead. Cut the chase and let me go."Harold didn't budge. He stayed rooted in front of me. "I should let you go? Seriously, Val? Why would I ever do that?""Are you actually asking me that?" I said as I shoved his chest, forcing him back a few inches. "I’m done with you. Stop calling me. Stop looking for me. Don't ever speak to me again. I’m with Horace now, and you’re just going to have to deal with that."I turned to leave but







