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She stroked my throbbing cock with deliberate slowness, her soft palm gliding up and down the shaft while her thumb circled the swollen cap, smearing the thick beads of precum that leaked from the slit. I bit down on my lip to stifle a guttural groan, fuck her touch was worlds apart from Jenna's hesitant fumbling. This was pure expertise, decades of knowing exactly how to unravel a man with every twist and squeeze, her fingers curling just right to hit that sensitive spot under the ridge."Vanessa, fuck—" I rasped, my voice breaking, but she pressed a finger to my lips, her eyes dark with command as she leaned in closer, her hot breath teasing the tip of my dick."No talking," she purred, her voice like velvet-wrapped sin. Then, without warning, she engulfed me in her mouth. Her lips stretched tight around my girth, sucking me in deep as her tongue swirled hungrily around the head, flicking the underside before sliding lower, her throat opening up to take me balls-deep in a way that m

SANDRA POV Cold water dripping down my face, Vanessa's cruel smile hovering above me, and the mortifying realization that I'd been moaning in my sleep made my face go red. "Rise and shine, sleeping beauty," Vanessa sneered, setting the empty pitcher on the floor with deliberate care. "Wouldn't want you to miss training because you were too busy having dirty dreams." I sat up, my pajamas soaked through and clinging to my skin, while she watched with satisfaction that made my wolf snarl beneath the surface. "You're fucking psychotic." "And you're a little slut who can't even keep her fantasies quiet," Vanessa shot back, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. "The whole house could hear you moaning, very educational for everyone involved." Shame burned through me because I had no idea what I'd said in my sleep, what names I might have called out, and the dream's images were still too fresh, too vivid in my mind. Marcus fingering me, Damon kissing me, both of them fighting

"My relationship with Sandra is purely professional," Marcus said, but his eyes flickered to mine for just a second, and I saw Damon catch the movement. "She's family, she's here to learn, that's all there is to it." "Right, family," Vanessa repeated, her tone making it clear she didn't believe him. "The family you hadn't seen in years until suddenly you're spending every waking moment making sure she's progressing properly." "Because her mother asked me to train her," Marcus shot back, his patience clearly wearing thin. "Because she has a gift that's being wasted and someone needs to push her to reach her potential." "Or maybe you just enjoy having a young, impressionable girl looking at you like you hung the moon," Vanessa suggested, and the accusation hung in the air like poison. I couldn't stay silent anymore, i couldn't let her attack Marcus when I was equally complicit. "That's not fair, Marcus has been nothing but professional, if anyone's been inappropriate it's you with

His hands were gentle and clinical as he pressed a thermometer under my tongue, checked my pulse, examined my eyes with a small light, and I tried not to react to his proximity, tried not to notice how Damon was watching every interaction with hawk-like focus."Temperature's normal, pulse is elevated but that could be from the collapse," Marcus reported, more to himself than anyone else. "Have you been eating properly? Drinking enough water?""Yes," I lied, because admitting I'd barely touched food for days would raise questions I couldn't answer.Marcus's eyes narrowed like he knew I was lying, but he didn't call me out, just continued his examination. "Any dizziness before the collapse? Nausea? Headaches?""Just tired," I admitted, which was true enough. "Training's been intense, I haven't been sleeping well.""The nightmares again?" Marcus asked, and I saw Damon's attention sharpen at the casual way Marcus knew about my sleep patterns."Sometimes," I hedged, very aware of our audie

"Then stop," I challenged, but my hands were already pulling at his shirt, needing to feel skin.He also didn't stop either, instead rolling us so I was on my back with him hovering above me, his weight settling between my thighs.Our mouths crashed together again, desperate and hungry, making up for lost time and broken promises, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer.Damon's hand slid under my top, rough palm gliding up my ribs to cup my breast, and I arched into the touch with a moan that he swallowed."So beautiful," he murmured against my lips, thumb circling my nipple until it hardened into an aching peak. "I've missed touching you, missed this so much."He pushed my shirt up, exposing my breasts to the cool air, and I should have felt vulnerable but instead felt like I was finally getting something back that had been stolen.Damon's mouth closed over one nipple, sucking and laving with his tongue, pleasure shot straight to my core, making me writhe beneath