All Chapters of Her Dirty Pleasures: Chapter 221 - Chapter 229

Maeve’s POVIt takes me to its den. The den is a low, dark space carved into the mountain, its walls rough and uneven. Its scent hangs everywhere—earth and musk and something darker, something that makes my mouth water and my cunt clench. It drops me onto the thickest pile of pelts and follows me down immediately. He is still fully shifted. Still enormous. Still not speaking in anything but growls and guttural sounds.He mounts me before I can catch my breath.One second I am on my back, staring up at the shadowed ceiling. The next it has flipped me onto my hands and knees and covered me with its massive body, its weight pressing me down into the furs. The broad head of its huge cock pushes between my thighs. I feel it nudge against my entrance, demanding entry.It does not ease in. It does not wait for me to adjust or prepare. It shoves forward with a single powerful thrust that forces my cunt open around it, stretching me wide.“Arggh,” I cry out into the cave.The stretch is exc

Maeve’s POVThe pack compound sits in a natural scene of stone and pine, a wide clearing surrounded by towering trees. Dozens of wolves—some shifted into their animal forms, some in human shape—are already gathered in the predawn light, their eyes fixed on us as we emerge from the trees. They part for Kieran without a word, their gazes burning into my naked, marked body.I am completely exposed. No dress, no blanket, nothing to cover the bites and bruises that decorate my skin like a roadmap of his claiming. His seed is still dripping steadily from my used cunt, sliding down my inner thighs in warm, slow trails. I can feel every eye on me, taking in the evidence of what he has done, what I have allowed.A tall, elegant she-wolf stands near the central stone platform, her posture rigid, her lips pressed into a thin line. Her eyes are pure hatred when they land on me, burning with jealousy and rage. I know who she is without being told. The mistress. The one who expected to stand b

Lyra’s POVThe heavy doors of the castle close behind me. I freeze in the middle of the great hall, my bag still in my hand, and stare.Four men stand at the far end of the room.All of them are shirtless, huge, and they’re all looking at me like they have been starving for years.My heart starts slamming so hard I can feel it in my throat. How did I get myself here?I am twenty years old, a college dropout who just inherited a castle from a grandmother I never met, and now I am standing in a hall while four of the most beautiful men I have ever seen watch me.My grandmother left me this place, and she left me no instructions, no explanations. Only a key.And I don’t remember her telling me she gave four spare keys to three beautiful men.“Okay,” I say out loud. “This is honestly a lot to take in. Who the hell are you and why are you half-naked in my grandmother’s castle?”The tallest one steps forward first. Silver eyes. Black hair pushed back from a face that looks carved from somet

Lyra’s POVTheron carries me and places me on a table. The cold stone of the table presses against my back, but I barely feel it. Not when Theron's hands grip my thighs, spreading me wide for him. Not when I feel the thick head of his cock nudging against my entrance, slick with everything Caelum left behind.He pushes in—one smooth, filthy thrust that steals the breath from my lungs."Gods," I gasp, my back arching off the table.I am so wet with Caelum's seed that Theron slides in easier than the Caelum did, but he is still thick enough to make me feel every inch of his invasion. The stretch is delicious, overwhelming, and my fingers curl against the stone as I try to anchor myself.Theron grins down at me, his gray eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction. "Fuck, look at that," he mutters, drawing back just enough to watch the obscene sight of his cock pushing in and out of me. His thumb traces my stretched rim, and I shudder. "Stuffed full of dragon cum and still greedy for more.

Lyra’s POVRiven finally pulls out. A thick, warm rush of cum spills from me, dripping down my thighs and soaking into the furs beneath. My arms give out, and I collapse onto my elbows, trembling, struggling to breathe. My pussy is swollen, hot, still twitching with aftershocks, and I'm barely given a second to recover before Caelum takes me.He shifts me onto his lap, my back pressed against his chest. He's still half-hard, still ridged, and when he slides into me, the feeling makes me whimper. He's not as thick as Riven was, but the ridges catch and drag against my swollen walls, and I feel every single one. My head falls back against his shoulder."Breathe," he says, his voice a low rumble against my ear. His hands grip my hips, guiding me down onto him. "You're going to take all of us, little one."I don't have time to process his words before Theron kneels in front of me. His hand cups my jaw, tilting my face up, and he feeds his cock into my mouth. I open without thinking. Th