Alle Kapitel von A TASTE OF SIN: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

The shower had left us clean but not calm. Steam still clung to the mirror in lazy swirls when we stepped back into the bedroom, towels barely knotted around our waists—mine slipping low on my hips, Hudson’s slung careless over one shoulder, Riley’s wrapped tight under her arms like she was daring it to fall.I didn’t make it two steps before Hudson’s hand caught my wrist, yanking me back against his chest. Hard. Possessive. His mouth found the damp curve of my neck, teeth grazing the fresh mark he’d sucked there earlier.“Thought we were done?” I managed, voice already cracking.Riley laughed—low, throaty—coming up in front of me. She tugged the knot of my towel free with one finger. It pooled at my feet.“Not even close,” she said.Hudson’s towel joined mine on the floor. Then Riley’s. Just skin now—warm, still flushed from the hot water, still hungry.They backed me toward the bed without a word. I hit the edge and sat, legs spreading on instinct. Riley climbed onto my lap first—st

I woke up first, the soft gray light of early dawn barely touching the room. My body felt heavy and deliciously wrecked, every muscle sore, my core throbbing with a deep, used ache that radiated between my thighs and up my spine. Leander's thick cock had spent hours stretching me, filling me, claiming me until I couldn’t remember anything but his name. Cum still leaked slowly down my inner thighs, sticky and warm, mixing with my own wetness. My nipples were tender from his teeth, my throat raw from screaming, and faint bite marks bloomed across my skin like dark claims.He was still buried deep inside me, even in sleep. His heavy weight pinned me to the mattress in the most perfect way, one thick arm locked around my waist, his large hand possessively cupping my ass. His chest rose and fell in slow, deep breaths, a low rumbling snore vibrating through him. His face was completely relaxed, lashes dark against his cheekbones, jaw slack, the fierce alpha lines smoothed out. He looked so

“Get your hands off me!” I snarled, voice raw and furious.Bane laughed darkly, crowding me tighter against the wall, his chest pressing hard to my back as hot water sluiced between us. “You think words change facts, Brat? You’re already mine. Body, scent, and everything.” His growl vibrated straight through my spine.I thrashed harder, knee snapping up sharp toward his groin but he shifted fast, blocked it with his thick thigh, and forced my legs apart with brutal, effortless strength.My mind was still screaming, still fighting, every muscle locked tight in refusal to give even a fraction. It should have terrified me. Instead it only fed the wildfire raging under my skin. I could feel my wolf clawing at the inside of my ribs, testing him, needing to know which one of us would break first. Alpha mates always did this, tore each other down to the most primitive level until dominance was carved in blood and bone.He released my wrists slowly, deliberately, letting me feel the freedom h

"Then as my mate and the woman who raised my son, who now carries my child, you're his mother, Braelyn. We spoke about it, and heagreed that he wants you, too. He's excited at the idea of siblings." "Siblings?" I asked, faltering at his words. Saint paused and turned to steady me as he peered up at me, eyes sparkling with laughter at my shocked question."You once promised me all the babies. I want you to keep that promise," he whispered huskily, his hands coming up to grip my hips. "Once you've healed from this one, of course. You wanted my babies once, Brat. I can admit to using ulterior motives for this one, and I'll allow nature to take its course from here on out. That doesn't change that I want you to be the only mother to my children. You're my mate, and Fenrir, himself, blessed us. So, yes, I want all the babies you promised me.""I was a child and didn't realize I'd have to be fat and awkward when I made that promise. Look at me, I waddle.""You're fucking gorgeous, Brae.""

Today was the day I was getting discharged. I had a cast on my leg, but super grateful to still be alive. I'd been in that hospital bed for three weeks now. I'm now ready to get back to my regular life. I sat here in my wheelchair waiting for my ride to come pick me up. I called lyesha several times, and I received no answer. Luckily for me, I was owed a couple of favors from someone.For a second the room spun.His eyes, still blown black with lust widened fractionally. Recognition, shock then something darker and hungrier.He didn’t pull out.Instead his grip on my wrists tightened until I whimpered. “Virgin,” he repeated, voice wrecked. Like the word itself was violence.Then without another word , he hauled me off the wall. I stumbled but he didn’t let me fall.He simply scooped me up like I weighed nothing, spun, and threw me onto the bed. The mattress dipped hard under my weight. I tried to scramble back, elbows digging in, heels pushing but he was already there.Knees on either