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Adrian said with a small smirk, thinking she looked stunning. “You’re not under eighteen, are you?” he asked before he paid for their food and stood up tall. Aria got up after him and looked up at him with a small smile, “No but I’m closer to eighteen then forty” she said quietly, thinking her friends would never let her live it down after they found out that she had fucked a man who was almost twice her age. Adrian listened to her quietly, “Explains a lot” he said with a small smirk as he remembered the first time he entered her body, thinking she had felt very tight and heavenly, almost like she had never been fucked before.

1 - Hard Limit (Not willing at all) 2 - Not interested 3 - Neutral 4 - Like It 5- Love it Bondage Blindfolds — 5 Bondage (heavy) — 4 Bondage (light) — 5 Leather restraints — 5 Chains — 5 Ropes — 5 Cuffs (leather) — 5 Cuffs (metal) — 4 Gags — 4 Suspension — 3 Impact/Percussion Spanking — 5 Flogging — 5 Whipping — 4 Canes — 4 Belts — 4 Riding crops— 4 Cat-o-nine —1 Wooden paddles — 4 Full body beating — 2 Hair pulling (receiving) — 5 Hair pulling (giving) —4 Face slapping — 3 Sexual activity Oral sex (giving) — 5 Oral sex (receiving) —5 Swallowing semen — 5

Alpha Nick’s gaze focused on me with uncertainty. “I am only eighteen.” I hoped that excuse would get me out of drinking. “Don’t worry about that. The drinking age here is eighteen and over.” A friendly smile spread across his face as he raised his glass. “I did my research and heard that you liked to party in school. No need to be polite with me. We are all friends.”

Chapter 15 Hannah's POV The neon lights of BGC began to blur into long, jagged streaks of electric blue and violet. The music wasn't just something we heard anymore; it was a physical pulse vibrating through the soles of my feet and the glass in my hand. ​By the third round of drinks, the "no Cromwell" rule had been replaced by a chaotic, loud celebration of total recklessness.

“C'mon, it can't be that bad. That's just a place for people with insatiable appetites,“ “Did I say that out loud?“ I asked, wondering if my thoughts had been heard. “Nah, it's all over your face. You feel disgusted,“ His eyes trailed over me, “You ain't exactly prudish, so I'm guessing you ain't a fan of PDA?“ “I'm not a fan of porn, especially one as dark as what I'd just witnessed,“ “Well, I beg to differ,“ He chuckled. ”It's a hard world, lady. Most of us get random, stubborn boners. We need a place like this to ease off,“ “But there were teenagers back there…" “Over 18, I assure you.“ “Still doesn't make it feel right!“ “In all honesty, I've never heard t

I reply, looking into his dark blue eyes. “Didn’t seem to stop you earlier from opening your mouth. Perhaps you should put that mouth of yours to better use. Give me a taste of what you have to offer.” He suggests. I know where he is going with his suggestion. I’ve never done anything sexual. It’s forbidden for omegas to do anything sexual before they are eighteen. I only turned eighteen a few months ago, and luckily no one has figured it out. Some omegas brag about turning eighteen, so they can tempt warriors and high-ranking wolves to help them gain experience before the auction.

God, I hope not. "All right, I'm just going to say it. Rae, this has to stop," Mom states firmly, pressing the palms of her hands onto the table precisely. Here we go. I knew this was coming. I should have just called and said I wasn't coming, I could mute her then. "You are twenty-five years old and act like a damn nineteen-year-old. You're out partying, and-" "Having fun?" I supply, setting down my menu. That's all I'm doing. Having fun. I'm not doing drugs, I'm not knocked up by a pimp. I'm having fun, and staying out of trouble... for the most part.

he sunk down next to Orion at the counter and nudged him with his shoulder when Orion mocked him. “Dude, that’s old.” Orion made big eyes at him and laughed when Rin hooked his arm around his neck and ruffled his head with knuckles. “But not old enough to be her dad. You would have had to been making babies at fourteen. My Aunt Chas says you need to be eighteen to have sex.” “Oh, look who can do math,” Sasha teased him and used a spoon to get a meatball and broth and held it out to Orion to change the topic. “Do I need more salt?”

“She’s only fifteen. Carrie’s just seventeen. You can’t do this.” He shrugged. “In my home country, the age of consent is fifteen. She’s an adult, and she shares the burden of paying her father’s debt just like the rest of you. So go to the police, or do what you wish, but know for every step you take, you’ll pay for it ten times over.”

The bane of my existence. He’s here. He’s fucking here. And the man has aged like fine wine. He looks more like a silver fox than ever. Grey mixes deliciously with the black in his hair, and his lips are still beyond kissable. He’s more muscular too. I didn’t think it was possible for…you know, a man his age, but he got bigger. Like he’s been living at the gym or something. The clothes over his body stretch out to their maximum capacity, looking like they’re about to rip right off.