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THE GROOM'S BROTHER (CHAPTER TWO)
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His breath hit her inner thigh before his mouth did.Sybil’s eyes fluttered open, wide, wild..her head falling back into the pillows as Killian knelt between her legs and pulled her robe open the rest of the way, parting her like silk. The sheets fell off completely. She was bare. Wet. Exposed. And he looked at her like a man who had gone hungry for years.“I knew you’d be beautiful,” he rasped. “But this…”He dragged a thumb along the slick seam of her folds.She cried out.“God,” she gasped.“No,” he whispered, leaning in. “Just your husband.”And then his mouth was on her.Tongue flat and hot, licking a slow stripe up her center before circling her clit with sinful patience. Her hips bucked, and he held her down, strong hands gripping her thighs as he buried his face between them. Lapping. Tasting. Devouring.She whimpered and clawed at the sheets.“Killian..oh god..Killian…”He groaned against her. “Say it again.”Her back arched.He sucked her clit into his mouth and pressed two
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The robe clung to Sybil’s damp skin like silk betrayal.She stepped out of the steamy bathroom, heart in her throat, every inch of her freshly washed body tingling with awareness. Her damp hair curled softly around her shoulders, and water still beaded along her collarbones. The room was dim, lit only by the golden sconces by the bed and the low flicker of firelight from the ornate hearth.And there he was.Killian Levante. That handsome bastard! Handsome in a very fearful and dangerous way.Seated at the edge of the king-sized bed like sin incarnate…shirtless, black slacks hanging low on his hips, hair tousled like he’d been running a hand through it, jaw shadowed with scruff. One arm draped casually over his thigh, the other resting behind him for balance. Like he owned the suite. Like he owned the night. Like he owned her.His eyes lifted slowly as she entered, raking over her robe. Then, he smiled.That infuriating, slow, I’m-going-to-make-you-beg smile.“Took you long enough,” he
VELVET HEAT:100 FORBIDDEN FANTASIES THE GROOM'S BROTHER (CHAPTER TWO)
"He’s late," Saskia whispered under her breath.Sybil’s heart was thudding so hard it echoed in her ears, drowning out the soft murmur of the guests seated in the grand cathedral. The chandelier above swayed slightly as if even the building itself felt her anxiety.The altar was silent. Too silent.She stood stiffly in her satin white wedding gown, fingers curled tightly around the bouquet of ivory roses. Her veil had begun to slide slightly with the heat of the moment, and she blinked away the sting of tears beginning to collect at the corners of her eyes.Where was Dominic?The cathedral was packed. Rows of powerful guests lined the pews. Her father stood in the front row, hands folded in front of him, jaw locked.Cold. Unbothered.She turned slightly, desperate for some signal, some assurance. But her father didn’t even blink."Maybe he’s just... late," Saskia whispered again beside her, though even her tone lacked confidence now.Sybil’s lips barely moved. "This is humiliating.""
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"You look like you're about to marry the devil himself."Sybil blinked at her reflection and shifted slightly as her younger sister Saskia’s voice echoed in the lavish bridal suite. The dress…an off-shoulder A-line silk piece with pearls and a plunging sweetheart neckline…fit like sin, hugging her curves too intimately for someone on the verge of panic. Her hands were cold. Her pulse, frantic."Maybe I am," Sybil murmured, voice low, gaze glued to the mirror. "Dominic Levante might as well be."Saskia gasped dramatically from behind, then rolled her eyes. She flopped backward onto the plush sofa, one leg dangling off. "Please. You sound like a sacrificial lamb. The man is hot, rich, terrifyingly polite, and loaded. You’ll be living in an estate that has its own airstrip. What's the issue again?""The issue is that I don't want to marry him.""Then don’t. Run away. Rebel. Flip a table and punch the wedding planner."Sybil turned to her sister slowly. "You know I can’t."Saskia sat up,
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Lucien's breath hitched mid-thrust.He stilled.Elena, beneath him, blinked up in dazed confusion, her legs still locked around his waist, her lips parted, sweat shimmering on her flushed skin.A sound…soft, but deliberate..echoed from the dark corner of the bell tower.Footsteps.He turned his head sharply toward the source, his body tensed to strike or shield."Who's there?" he barked, voice rough and broken.Silence.Then a figure emerged from the shadows.Mirrielle.Her hair was down. Her robe undone and dragging, revealing lace underneath. Her smile was blasphemy."Don’t stop on my account," she purred, eyes gleaming like candlelight on sin.Lucien froze.Elena gasped, trying to push Lucien back, to cover herself…but Mirrielle was already too close."What are you doing here?" Lucien demanded, voice low and furious."Following temptation. Or are you going to pretend I wasn't invited?" she murmured, tilting her head toward Elena. "She knew I was watching. She wanted me to."Elena s
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"You're so unholy, Father…"Mirrielle whispered it like scripture, her grin sinful, her lips still glistening with him.Lucien’s grip on her waist tightened. He wasn’t trembling from guilt anymore.He was trembling from the rage of restrant snapping in two.“Bad little girls,” he murmured, voice low and cold. “Should know when to stop tempting their priests.”Mirrielle only moaned. “But I want to be punished, Daddy…”Lucien’s eyes darkened at the word. His hand flew up…crack. It met the round of her ass so hard the sound bounced off the walls. She gasped and arched against him, greedy for more.“I should shove my rosary down your throat,” he hissed, pushing her back by the throat against his desk. “Make you gag on it till your tears fall like holy water.”Mirrielle licked her lips. “Then do it.”He yanked open the drawer beside them…candles, incense, blessed wine…and pulled out the thick rosary. He didn’t hesitate. He shoved it into her mouth between her lips like a gag, wrapping it t
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