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"Your tracker brain is right. But your hands are actively fanning the pack fire." "Let the territory burn," I tell his chest. "I think these three volumes should do the trick." "Beginner, intermediate, and advanced mating books. Does your wolf require anything else from the archives?" he asks, his arms folding. I nod my head. "Actually, yes. My wolf desires to browse the explicit romance scrolls." "Lead the trail," he says, following my boots across the wooden floor, carrying all three massive sex texts securely in his large hands.

Her nipples had turned to hard pebbles, and the soft silk of the robe was abrasive. She slipped her hands in the lapels of his robe, pushing open the fabric so she could stroke his chest. Lanie broke the kiss to lower her head, running her tongue over his nipple before nibbling on the tanned skin of his chest. He hissed when she raked her teeth across him, circling his other nipple before enjoying a slow lick. “Lanie.” He groaned her name, pulling her closer. His cock dug into her hip, and she squirmed against him, longing to remove the barriers of silk and terrycloth between them.

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She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start

"Yes, Babe go on." "You like that?" "Yes lick it more babe, hmm that's it you're hitting the spot." "Love it? Louder babe." "Oh yes, go on!" I am here in the dark garden with the guy, maybe God knows him, but not me. I missed this. It's been weeks since my last. He's so good. We met earlier and decided not to attend the poem reading. Well, this a lot way better than that. He stood up and kissed my neck. He faced me on the ground , I know what he wants. So I bent down , he raised my skirt up to my waist and he unbuckled his pants.

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“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

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-“

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.

His expression was cool and unreadable, but his gaze locked on hers with a steadiness that made her want to scream. “Serena—” “No,” she snapped, standing, her pulse racing. “You don’t get to smooth this over by saying my name like it’s supposed to shut me up. You told me this arrangement was about appearances. That’s all. So why the hell are you digging through my past like I’m some project?” The silence stretched, thick and taut. Damien’s jaw flexed once, a tiny crack in his composure. “Because you’re supposed to trust that I have my reasons.”