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Eden groaned, his chest slamming heavily against her back. He began to fuck her with a feral, fast rhythm. “You're gripping me so fucking hard. Tell me whose cock is stretching you out.” “Yours! Eden's… Eden's cock!” She screamed, her hips bucking involuntarily back against his pelvis with every brutal slam. The bed frame creaked violently against the wall, the noise echoing through the apartment, but she couldn't care less. She was being completely ruined, just like she had begged for in my fantasies.

Susan blushed, and Alexei tilted his head, curious. “Weird books? Now I’m interested.” “They’re just fiction. Suspense, mystery… Sometimes romance.” She shrugged modestly. “Romance?” He raised an eyebrow. “The sugary kind or the ones that keep you up all night reading?” She bit her lip, thoughtful. “The ones that make you think. I like imperfect characters. Relationships that are built over time. Real feelings, you know?” Alexei’s smile remained, but his eyes grew more attentive. “You don’t believe much in instant passions?”

I wanted to hold my children and play with them, read them stories and listen to them babble all day. I can’t die. I pleaded with my eyes as I struggled in his hold, I wanted to fight for my life, for my unborn baby. “So you stupidly used my sample and couldn’t even get pregnant! You are such a waste. You do not deserve to live, Alessia.” Axel angrily growled and freed my neck. I started coughing as he stared at me with no ounce of pity in his eyes. My head was spinning and my legs gave out, I crumbled to the floor and my whole body ached as I fell by his feet crying in pain.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Every time she faltered, he stopped. “Keep reading, Kenzie. Or I stop.” “You absolute bastard,” she whimpered, but forced her eyes back to the screen. “His return… is both salvation and… ah… corruption…” Damien hummed in approval and fucked her with his tongue, deep and filthy, while his thumb circled her clit. Her free hand fisted in his hair. She was dripping down his chin, thighs trembling, barely coherent by page four. When she finally finished the conclusion, voice hoarse and broken, he rose, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and kissed her so she could taste herself.

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The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

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