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Skylar's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment. She quickly averted her gaze, her lips parting in a sheepish apology. "I-I'm sorry… I-I wasn't aware he was yours…" she stammers, her voice trailing off into a mumble.Dexter found himself engulfed in a tumultuous sea of emotions as Astrid's words washed over him—joy and excitement.With a bold move, Astrid sought to cement her statement, closing the gap between them and sealing Dexter's lips with a kiss filled with passion.Though caught off guard by the sudden kiss, he surrendered to the fervor of the moment, returning the kiss with ardor.Skylar and the attending nurses couldn't conceal their astonishment as they witnessed the unexpected scene unfolding before them, their expressions reflecting their utter surprise.The implications of this intimate exchange weren't lost on those witnessing it; his numerous admirers would undoubtedly be perturbed to discover that he was now unequivocally committed, effectively removed from the list
Dexter pressed Astrid against the sturdy door, her back arched against the unforgiving surface, their bodies colliding with an electrifying force that sent shockwaves reverberating through the very foundation of the room. The wood groaned in protest beneath the weight of his relentless pounding, each knock and thud echoing like a primal rhythm of longing.With a sultry whimper, Astrid dug her nails into Dexter's shoulders as she succumbed to the rapture coursing through her body. "Don't stop," she begs, her voice a breathless plea, "I need you… all of you."Dexter's response was a guttural growl of satisfaction as he continued to fuck her, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they chased the dizzying heights of ecstasy together. Dexter's hands roamed Astrid's curves, tracing the contours of her body with a hunger that bordered on desperation. His touch ignited a fire within her, consuming her senses with a searing intensity that left her breathless. Her moans, a chorus of need
As Dexter and Astrid approached the REGAL NOCTURNE COVEN in Dexter's luxurious car, the modern metallic battlement rose majestically against the horizon, its towering form cutting a silhouette against the twilight sky, a testament to the grandeur of Dexter’s Vampire Kingdom. Crafted from the finest steel, it was a fusion of ancient architectural motifs with contemporary engineering.The gates themselves were painted a lustrous gold, adorned with intricate carvings and embellishments. Atop the gates, guards stood vigilant, their watchful gaze a reminder of the kingdom’s commitment to security. As they approached closer, Dexter's grip on the steering wheel tightened, as he stole a glance at Astrid beside him. She was focused on the gates ahead, a blend of curiosity and apprehension evident in her expression."Are you okay?" He asks softly, his voice laced with concern.Astrid turned to him, offering a small nod. "I'm just a little nervous," she admits. Dexter reached out and gently cl
"You're Star Cyra? What a twist of fate!" Nova's voice erupted with excitement, her eyes widening with awe as she addressed Astrid. "You're the one Dexter can't stop talking about! I've heard so much about you, I even got tired of listening. You're Dexter's idol and his celebrity crush. He's always going on about your achievements and how you're a real powerhouse in the business world."Astrid chuckles modestly, shaking her head at Nova's euphoric statements. "Oh, it's not as impressive as Dexter makes it out to be," she replies with a humble smile. "I just do what I can to navigate challenges and explore new possibilities."Dexter, however, couldn't contain his admiration, launching into an enthusiastic monologue about Astrid's accomplishments. "She's truly remarkable," he gushes, his words flowing freely as he expressed his awe. "The way she navigates the impossible and turns it into boundless opportunities—it's simply inspiring. And the mystery surrounding her, staying in the sha
~~September 12, 1,937~~Blaze had ensured he maintained a steady line of communication with his parents, not only to soothe their concerns, but also to assure them of his well-being. He would sometimes pay them visits, always bringing Dexter along. As the only child for many years, Blaze's path to reclaiming his throne seemed almost effortless. With his parents' support and his natural charisma, he effortlessly navigated the complexities of royal politics and swiftly ascended to his rightful place as king.For Dexter, witnessing Blaze's close bond with his parents stirred a tumult of conflicting emotions within him. He felt a pang of jealousy, longing for the unconditional love and acceptance that seemed so readily bestowed upon Blaze. His own family had shunned him, branded him a monster, and attempted to murder him without a second thought.But Dexter refused to be defined by the prejudices of others. With a steely determination burning in his heart, he vowed to reclaim his birthrig
The Sanguinite is a rare and mythical material known for its lethality against vampire royalty. Sanguinite stakes are infused with the essence of the ancient mage royal bloodline and imbued with potent mystical properties. These formidable weapons were designed for the sole purpose of maintaining control over the Vampire royals, given the ineffectiveness of conventional wooden stakes against them.Once the Sanguinite stake pierces the flesh of a vampire, its lethal properties are set in motion, initiating a slow and irreversible process of disintegration until naught but dust remains. It is this inexorable fate that earns the Sanguinite stake its reputation as a harbinger of death among the vampire elite.Yet, amidst the darkness, there exists a sliver of hope, known only to those of the royal bloodline of the mages or to mages endowed with an extraordinary abundance of ether. These rare individuals hold the key to halting the Sanguinite stake's deadly advance, their unique abilities
As Phoenix's gaze fell upon his mate, his heart thundered in his chest, and a fierce possessiveness stirred within his soul. In that moment, his inner dragon, Inferno, stirred from its slumber.Inferno's presence grew stronger, his primal instincts urging him to seize Astrid and brand her as his own. The scent of her, sweet and intoxicating, filled his senses, fueling the flames of desire that raged within him. As Astrid locked eyes with Phoenix, an electric current seemed to surge between them, setting her senses ablaze with a fervent intensity. She could feel herself growing wet, an unrestrained ache building between her legs that threatened to consume her. She tried to clamp her legs together, hoping to quell the itch that pulsed between her thighs, but it was futile. Phoenix's presence was like a flame to her tinder, igniting a passion within her that she could not control. "Ms. Star, are you alright? You look flushed!" One of her colleagues asks, concern evident in their voice.
Phoenix reclines in his chair, his gaze lingering on Astrid as he gave instructions to his secretary, "Clear my schedule for the rest of the day." "I have some pressing matters to attend to," he adds, shooting a smug smirk in Astrid's direction, who was seated in the visitor's chair before him.Her heart raced as she processed his words. Did "pressing matters" imply that he was gonna fuck her? The thought sent a jolt of excitement and apprehension through her veins."Yes, sir," the secretary replies with a professional nod before excusing herself, leaving Phoenix and Astrid in private.The recent events in her life seemed like a cruel joke orchestrated by fate. In just a week and a few days, she had already been intimately involved with two men. Now, with Phoenix's suggestive remark, he was going to be the third. Having three mates felt surreal, almost absurd. Astrid wondered if the heavens had made a mistake in orchestrating such complex relationships.Who knows what other surprises