Todos os capítulos de Midnight Cravings: A Forbidden 18+ Erotic collection : Capítulo 481 - Capítulo 490

By day five, the bunker had become a pressure cooker of hate, lust, and unbearable tension. Bella could barely look at Dante without her body betraying her. Every inch of her still ached from the way he had claimed her virginity on that bed, from the brutal pounding on the couch where he had made her beg like a desperate slut. She hated him. She hated how much she needed him.Dante had grown quieter, more intense. His patience for her attitude had run out.That night, after a silent dinner, he stood up and simply said, “Bedroom. Now.”Bella’s heart slammed against her ribs. “I’m not in the mood, Moretti.”He crossed the room in two strides, grabbed her by the throat, and pinned her against the wall. His grip was firm, controlling, but not enough to bruise. Yet.“You don’t get to decide anymore, princess,” he growled, voice dangerously low. “You’ve been dripping for me for days. Teasing me with those little defiant looks while my cum is still leaking out of your cunt from yesterday.

The bunker door hadn’t opened in eight long days.But today was different.Muffled voices and heavy machinery echoed faintly from above. Dante had been checking the security panel every hour, his jaw tight. Rescue was coming — whether from his men or hers, it didn’t matter. Their forced paradise of hate and lust was ending.Bella stood in the bedroom doorway watching him, wearing nothing but his oversized black shirt. Her body was covered in marks — fingerprints on her hips, bite marks on her neck and breasts, her ass still faintly red from his belt. Every inch of her screamed that she had been thoroughly owned by the Devil’s Son.Dante turned and looked at her, eyes burning with something dangerous.“Come here,” he ordered.Bella walked to him slowly. When she was close enough, he pulled her flush against his body and kissed her hard — claiming, desperate, possessive. His hands roamed down her back and gripped her ass roughly.“They’re coming for us,” he growled against her lips. “

Elara’s hands trembled as she stepped into Dr. Adrian Vale’s clinic at 9:30 PM. The waiting room was empty, lights dimmed. The nurse had already left for the night. This was a “private after-hours appointment” — just as Dr. Vale had insisted.She still couldn’t believe she had come back after what happened three days ago. The memory of lying spread open in the stirrups while his thick fingers pumped inside her, making her cum so hard she saw stars, had played on repeat in her mind every single night.The door to the examination room opened.“Miss Brooks,” Dr. Vale said, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. “Come in. Lock the door behind you.”He was still in his white coat, but his tie was loosened and the top buttons of his shirt were undone. He looked even more dangerously handsome under the low lights.Elara’s heart hammered as she locked the door.“Undress completely this time,” he ordered calmly, pulling on a fresh pair of black gloves. “And get on the table. Feet in

Elara’s heart pounded as she sat in the crowded waiting room during regular clinic hours. It had only been two days since her intense fertility session, where Dr. Vale had fucked her mercilessly, filled her with multiple loads of cum, and talked about breeding her. She could still feel the slight ache between her legs and the phantom sensation of his thick cock stretching her.She shouldn’t have come back so soon.But she couldn’t stay away.“Miss Brooks? Dr. Vale will see you in his private office today,” the receptionist announced.Elara’s stomach flipped. Not the examination room — his actual office. She followed the nurse down the hallway, pulse racing as she heard normal clinic sounds all around her: patients chatting, phones ringing, nurses moving between rooms.Dr. Adrian Vale was sitting behind his large oak desk when she entered. He looked every bit the respected doctor in his white coat, but his gray eyes burned with dark hunger the moment the door closed.“Lock it,” he ord

Elara Brooks no longer recognized herself.Two weeks after the intense weekend treatment at Dr. Vale’s private clinic, she had become completely addicted. She craved him constantly — the way he had fingered her during her very first appointment, the way he took her virginity on the exam table, the deep breeding sessions, the risky fuck in his office while patients waited outside, and the endless hours he had used every hole during that unforgettable weekend.She needed more.So she showed up at the clinic unannounced on a busy Thursday afternoon, wearing a short coat with nothing underneath. The waiting room was full.“I need an emergency appointment with Dr. Vale,” she told the receptionist, voice shaky with need. “It’s urgent.”Ten minutes later, she was inside his office.Dr. Adrian Vale locked the door, his gray eyes blazing as he looked at her. “You’re becoming dangerously bold, Miss Brooks.”“I can’t stop thinking about you,” Elara confessed, dropping her coat to the floor. She