Todos os capítulos de Sins With My Ex's Father: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Kylie's POVThe room smelled of sweat and sex, the air thick and heavy against my lungs. The sheets beneath me were twisted, damp, clinging to my skin like a second skin. It was uncomfortable. Also, every inch of my body throbbed—from the ache between my thighs to the soreness in my shoulders where I’d clutched the mattress too tightly. My lips were dry, my hair plastered to my face with sweat. My body didn’t feel like it belonged to me anymore.I had no idea how much time had passed, but I remember having no strength left. It was all too much. I lost consciousness somewhere in the middle. I had reached a peak I never thought existed until now. It was unbelievable how many levels could be reached from having intercouse with the right person. And then, when I woke up, Elijah was still inside me, never pausing. It was as if he wasn’t tired, like he could go on forever if I allowed it.But I was tired.Both mentally and physically. Every time he slammed his lower body into mine, it fel

Kylie's POVI shook my head at the dirty thought that eroded my mind and focused on enjoying the art. Halfway through, I couldn't help but ask when I noticed him sitting there like a statue, clearly uncomfortable. "Don't you think you should go to the bathroom?"He didn't turn to look at me. "It wouldn't help.""It wouldn't? Why not?" I wiped my lips with the napkin. "How do you usually survive when you go to that island?""Special meds and toys.""Oh... Then... Wouldn't you get blue balls now? Also, how long does your rut usually last?"He responded to the last question. "7 days.""7 days?!" I spat in shock.As in, a week? We've only done it for a day, and I still wasn't physically fine yet even after resting. And now, he was saying that it would last 7 days?Oh gawdess. I didn't dare say another word lest he accidentally lost control. Instead, I devoured the meals like my life depended on it. If anything, I needed to have enough strength in case we go at it again or anything unex

Kylie's POV I woke up feeling like I was trapped inside a furnace. His arms were heavy around me, his chest pressed so close against my back that I couldn’t breathe properly. No matter how many times I tried to wiggle away, I’d end up pulled back into his embrace.And then there was… that.Something hard and hot was prodding against me, pressed right into the curve of my ass like it belonged there. I frowned, shifting uncomfortably, trying to push it aside with my hand. It didn’t budge.When my palm brushed over it for the umpteenth time, my brain finally registered what it was — thick and burning. The realization struck me like lightning and my eyes flew open.Elijah’s cock.I froze, my breath caught in my throat as I glanced down. He had been like this since he brought me to this island. He was so damn hard it made my chest squeeze.Last night’s memory flashed through my mind like a tape replaying slowly—him oiling me, fucking me, and forcing me to cry his name like I remembered no

Kylie's POV“Elijah—wait—ahh!” I yelped as he shifted, not pulling out but dragging me into a new position. His hands slid under my thighs, lifting one leg up over his shoulder.The angle changed everything.His cock slammed into a spot so deep I saw stars. A scream I didn't think was possible left my throat as my body spasmed around him.“Feel that?” His voice was rough and feral, his golden eyes gleaming down at me. “Deeper, right where no one else can ever reach you.”I couldn’t answer—I could only sob and gasp as he pounded into me, every thrust hitting me so deeply, like he wanted his cock to appear from my mouth. My fingers gripped the sheets, then his arms, then my hair—anything to ground me while my body shook uncontrollably.And then, just when I thought I couldn’t take more, he rolled us to the side, dragging me with him. Suddenly, we were lying on our sides, his chest flush to my back, his arm hooking under my knee to keep me spread open as he slid in again.The new positio

Elijah's POVI thought about her almost every moment. I didn’t know when it happened—no idea when I grew so used to her presence—but I was willing to embrace the desire, the affection, and everything I had for her.I remembered when I had first set my eyes on her. She was lovely, with brunette hair cascading in gorgeous strands down her shoulders. Her silvery eyes were like that of an elf, so captivating I couldn’t breathe. Staring at her from afar—dressed in that silvery gown that fluttered in the wind—she looked nothing like the world she had been born into. She didn’t belong to the noise, the chaos, or the burdens she carried. She was ethereal. Untouchable.Was it love at first sight? Probably.I felt that pull toward her. It wasn’t the mate bond—it was something else, something more human but crazy.I thought it was because I had been drinking too much. She looked so young, like she had just clocked twenty-one. She was as young as my little boy back at the pack.I didn’t think I c