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He just appeared and talked behind her back. “Good… morning.” Her eyes wandered his body. She almost drooled. She wanted to scream. He was just wearing his striped pajamas! Without. Shirt. On. The heavens would bow down for those shining and shimmering 6 pack abs! “Where’s Aunt Lolita and Maida, Tatiana? Why are you the one to cook?” Tatiana jolted. She blinked countless times in a second. “Uh—” She could not take her eyes away from his body. She gulped.

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(WARNING) This work contains graphic, consensual non-vanilla sex including group sex (fivesome), choking, whipping, praise kink, and light dominance/submission. If any of these themes are triggering or upsetting to you, please do not read. No exceptions so please turn back now. To my sweet, filthy and smutty readers— the one who aches to be called a good girl while four strong hands claim every inch of you… This book is yours. Let them praise you, ruin you, and worship you exactly the way you crave.

BOOK 3: CHAPTER 63: Heat at the Threshold “Hello, handsome,” she purrs, her voice a silky whisper that snakes through the air like smoke from a forbidden fire. The words roll off her tongue slow and smooth, soaked in a sultry undertone that fills the space between them.