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And now I felt nauseous. Dad gazed into her eyes, both trapped in the fond nostalgic memories they shared. “The only time I’ve ever let anyone off with owt,” Dad added, his eyes sparkling with adoration. My eyes flicked between Alex, Grayson, Lucas, and Mason, and a whimsical smile stretched my lips. Our story wasn’t like anything written in a romantic novel. Nothing quite as epic. More like a graphic porno that could be found in the fetish section of Lynn’s sex shop, titled ‘Ravished by the Beasts’ or something along those lines.

He squeezed Raven’s cheeks with one hand, opening her mouth like a fish as he stared at her like a monster. Raven sobbed hard when Alpha Grant moved her head away, exposing her unblemished porcelain skinned neck. He leaned in and licked her. Raven felt disgusted when he felt his warm and wet tongue. “No mark, I can even mark you right now,” he threatened in a whisper. When she heard this, adrenaline kicked in her because of the mate bond. She kicked him in the spot where sun doesn’t shine, making him lose his hold on her. With the poison’s control over her body, Raven is weak and her head is muddle-headed. If it wasn’t for the mate bond, there would be no adrenaline kicks in her body because

“You played fair, so we will make love to you, little toy. We’ll fill you up with so much love you’ll beg to be hated. It’s the demon's love you craved and I can bet… you have no idea how a demon loves.” Her chest heaved faster. She timidly looked into my eyes. I heard her heart panic in her chest. I smirked, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her against my chest. She yelped as I smacked her ass before making her straddle my hips. Her breasts bounced before they pressed against my chest as I claimed her lips into a fervent kiss. She was still resisting with subtle pushes, but that just made the idea of defiling her even more exciting. Raven threw away his robe, revealing his full sleeve arm tatt

"You have now received your respective identities. You may return to your own territories." The Beast God's voice rang out, and Lydia and I fell into our respective bodies. At this moment, we had just finished forming bonds with our males. Lydia swayed her waist as she walked toward the three beastmen she bonded with. The three males looked at her with intense possessiveness in their eyes. The other males present gazed at Lydia and her companions with envious eyes. But they couldn't compete with these three males at all.

“About them… about how much my body is changing… about how much I need this even though it hurts.” Damien kissed the back of her neck, one hand gently rubbing her cum-swollen belly. “Good. Stay scared. It makes you wetter. And I’ll keep reminding you exactly who you belong to, milk and all.” He reached for her breast again, sucking softly now, more tenderly. Milk still flowed, but slower. Raven closed her eyes, exhausted, leaking, and completely owned. The city kept glittering outside. The threats kept growing. But for tonight, in this expensive suite, with her stepbrother’s cum leaking from her ass and his mouth on her milky tits, Raven felt the twisted safety she had become addicted to.

That I was Romy, the little sister of Alina Hawthorne? Either ways, I wasn’t leaving his room until I drove the knife right into his heart. "Go to hell!" I spat, thrashing wildly to break his hold, but every violent movement only ground my hips against his, sending electric, traitorous shocks of arousal straight down my spine. The mate bond was a terrible, sickening thing. Rowan’s chest rumbled with a dark chuckle, his gaze flickering to my lips. "Gosh, I can smell your arousal, Raven. It’s intoxicating. Feels like you're fighting that far more than you're fighting me,” he smirked. “are you sure you came here to kill me, or fuck me?”

Burn scarring across my shoulder blade. The three parallel lines across my forearm. That was the number Mara decided all of it was worth. I looked at the older wolf. "What is your name?” I asked. "Renn," he said. "Renn," I said. "When we arrive. Before Alpha Zayden is told anything about this transaction. I will speak to him first." Renn looked at me. "I need your word on that," I said. "Not Obsidian Keep's word.

It was already leaking for her. She took her time — licking him from base to tip, swirling her tongue around the head, then taking him deep into her mouth with a soft moan. Damien’s hand fisted in her hair, guiding her but not forcing, letting her set the rhythm. “Such a talented little mouth,” he groaned, watching her suck him with filthy devotion. “You look so pretty on your knees for me.” Raven worked him expertly — deepthroating him, humming around his length, using her hands on what she couldn’t fit. She brought him right to the edge, then pulled back with a wicked smile, stroking him slowly.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Raven planted a small kiss on he cheek, making both of them chuckled. Everleigh felt something twitched between Raven's legs. "Ohh, did you drug me or something?" Everleigh chuckled. "What are you saying?" Raven gently pull out his manhood, and without anything else, he gently entered from behind. "Ughh... Raven, aren't you tired?" "I'm not, I will never be. I can bang you all day," The day went amazing for both of them. Pushing and pulling with all their might. Moaning at the top of their lungs. Screaming their names and touching with gentleness.