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He stretched out with positive indolence, his eyes a pure glimmer of light below the luxuriant veil of his ridiculously long lashes. “One of my PAs from the New York office… Five-foot ten, red-headed... my perfect kind of sin,” Christophe confided softly, reflectively, his eloquent mouth taking on a sensual slant. “She was as wild and hot as I was. I got laid in my coffee break…” Frozen by appalled disbelief that he could actually be confessing to such behavior, Lara was welded to the spot. Her vocal cords were strangled.

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“Mabel, you didn’t.” Mabel lifted her glass. “I did.” Ava blinked once, twice, then took a slow sip of her drink. “Well, would you look at God testing my blood pressure this early in the weekend.” Natasha’s eyes swept the scene—rosé, laughter, aging beauty in motion—and landed on Ava. “You must be Ava St. James. The fifth chapter in Marcus’s ongoing anthology.” Delphine muttered, “And she must be the preface nobody read twice.”

“Liar.” His thigh pressed higher, grinding against my soaked panties, my hips rolled before I could stop them. Shame flooded me, hot and humiliating. Zane’s eyes dropped to where our bodies met. “Jesus Christ. You’re drenched.” His hand left my throat and dragged my dress higher, bunching it at my waist. “You’re such a whore, Lila. And the good thing is I like whores.” He ripped my panties down my thighs in one violent yank, the lace caught on my heels; he didn't bother removing it, he just shoved my legs wider.

Underneath, in block letters: W.R. ROANE – KEY AUTHOR AUTHORITY: HIGH ACCESS: PARTIAL Besides that, the tiny pen icon pulsed like a heartbeat. My stomach lurched. The thought of all those anonymous, faceless watchers seeing my face blown up that big made my skin crawl. The word AUTHORITY under it made me want to laugh and throw up at the same time. “So that’s new,” Jax muttered at my shoulder. “Congrats, horror girl. You’re trending.” The ground thrummed.

It felt as if we were just partners responsible for maintaining the stability and operations of the pack, not mates blessed by the Moon Goddess. So, on our fifth mating anniversary, I rushed to the borderlands in excitement, ready to surprise him. But I ended up seeing my self-acclaimed-clean-freak fated mate kneeling and removing another she-wolf's heels. In that instant, the years I'd held on and waited all seemed to lose their meaning. I had no idea how long it took, but he finally noticed me. The smile on his face faltered a little as he opened a black umbrella and walked over.

she whispered, voice shaky. I struck again, firmer this time, the impact sending a ripple through her thighs. "Two," she counted, her hips twitching upward, seeking more despite the sting. I kept going, alternating slaps with gentle rubs over her clit, until her folds were flushed and swollen, glistening even more. By the fifth, she was panting as tears pricked her eyes, but her pussy throbbed under my touch, begging for release. "Good girl," I murmured, leaning down to kiss her forehead before sliding two fingers into her soaked entrance.

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I got up to brush my teeth quickly, and my face, then opened the bathroom door to find Anna sitting right outside, waiting. “So…” She said and I laughed. “Goodness… You are impossible.” I shook my head in disbelief and jumped over her to my bedroom. Picking up my onesie loungewear, I pulled it on and glanced at her. “You said it was 50 shades kind of smut?” She asked with that little glee that always made her look like an idiot. “Yes,” I responded. “So there was an elevator leading straight into his penthouse.” Unbelievable, but yes. I nodded.