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It's been bothering him for some time now; he wants to see the real beauty beneath the mask. Amelia held his hand, which tried to pull her veil. “My lord, you should take things slowly. You see, I am quite scared.” Bastien started laughing. “You seductive bitch, don't play hard to get. I know you want to have sex with me and my buddies. So you better quit your act now. It ain't doing you any good.” Bastien sneered as he held her hand tightly behind her back and then threw her to the bed.

she rolls her eyes, "He was upset about the drama with you, but if I approached him again, looking a little better, he wouldn't be able to resist. He would fuck me in a heartbeat. And you know it." I don't think that's all the way true because in this place we’re not slaves to our designations and Elliot isn’t really an alpha stereotype. I mean, he was into a beta at some point, right? But Marea is way hotter than Lesley, almost as much as me. I really have no idea if he'd be the type of guy who would sleep with my best friend behind my back… something tells me he would. And that would be the ultimate betrayal, so maybe that’s exactly what I need.

Caleb knew after tonight he would wear the Lycan's scent. And it was all too overwhelming, so much so it brought tears to Caleb's eyes. He waited breathlessly for the Lycan to slip out of him and when he did, Caleb gasped, falling forward into the bed They were lying on their sides, limbs tangled together as they tried to recover. Lost in the afterglow of the best sex of his life, Caleb closed his eyes, feeling the strong mental cable that tied him to the huge Lycan lounging at his side. Their hands slid over hot skin and petted each other gently as if they were unable to not touch each other.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

Our kisses were torrid, desperate, like we were trying to erase something—or someone—from our minds. My hands gripping her hips as I ground against her. Her moans were loud, unapologetic, and they fueled the fire burning in my chest. But beneath the surface of my desire, there was something darker, something I couldn’t shake. The image of Damien, my best friend, fucking some stranger in his car flashed in my mind. I’d seen it all—the way Damien’s hands had gripped the stranger’s waist, the way his head had thrown back in pleasure. He was supposed to be waiting for me at the supermarket, but instead, he’d chosen someone else. The betrayal stung, deep and raw, but I pushed it down. I wouldn’t

My friends now, my family now. This all started with me being rejected by my best friend and future Alpha. And now I was married to my best friend and Alpha. ***** THE END *****

' Alexandra said to herself. 'My heart cannot understand you, Sebestian; it won't accept it. No, I'm not jealous because she's your girlfriend. I'm jealous that you replaced me so fast. You just let me go like I was nothing... She's your everything now, isn't she, so that means she's your best friend too, huh?' Alexandra closes her eyes, cuddle with Allen, and fall asleep. She needs to stop thinking about the alpha, because everything is over between them.

Brad Why the fuck did I come back here? I knew Briar was gone with that psychopath and his cujo wannabe dog. It's not like I actually like Sadie. She's eager to please in bed, but she's so fucking annoying. I mostly just like to make Briar jealous. The way she dropped me so easy was fucking bullshit. For a dog.

She thought she had finally lost a brother or maybe, a best friend. “Are you undoubtedly sure about this? Adam, he's my friend,” she added. She held that whole when she felt that her vision was spinning. She was too hurt to accept that Damon didn't even love her as his friend or maybe acquaintance. “He's mated with Anaya. And I saw everything that he planned to kill Amoux and steal the throne using Anaya.” Adam moved closer to her and helped her to sit on the couch. Leah closed her eyes when she felt her eyes moist.

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”