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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-“

With each stroke, her hips moved in sync with my touch, craving more of the pleasure I was offering. Her fingers tangled in my hair as she arched her back, surrendering to the sensations that consumed her. Her gasps grew louder, mingling with the rhythm of our bodies moving in unison. The room filled with the intoxicating scent of our desire, a heady mix of sweat and passion. Our hearts beat in harmony, a symphony of love and lust that echoed through the air. With her, nothing else mattered. I was lost with her, and so was she.

“Wouldn’t dream of it. But next time the power’s out, call me earlier.” I leaned up and kissed Jax slow, then turned to kiss Logan too. “Hate to say it, but this blizzard might be the best thing that’s happened to us.” Jax’s hand squeezed my ass possessively. “Rivals to this? Yeah. I’ll take it.” “Round two in the showers?” I asked, grinning. Logan smirked. “Only if I get to fuck Jax while you watch this time.” Jax groaned but pulled us both closer. “Deal. But Riley comes first.”

With two claps of my hands, the lights went off and I languidly slipped under the covers and searched for the e-book version of the steamiest romance novel my mind has ever had to process. I often sought solace in the comforting umbra of these silent walls. I discovered at a very tender age that the dark is your companion when you do not want to be haunted by knowing. I did not want to know the truth, or what I feared to be the truth, so I ran into the welcoming arms of darkness and explicitly narrated sexual endeavours between a young woman and an older man who both know what kind of service their bodies need. As I scrolled through the page and allowed my imagination to take care of the res

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A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

I told him I wasn’t the one begging for distance every time things got real. The motherfucker left the next morning after we fucked for two hours straight and I still wasn’t satisfied. Trust me, the hours weren’t the problem—I just couldn’t get enough of it. He didn't grind my pussy as much as I'd fantasized it. He barely even touched the surface. What a waste! My fourth boyfriend didn’t even give an explanation. He just stopped replying to my messages after a night he called “perfect.” That night barely even beat what my hands could do for themselves. How could he call that ‘perfect’?

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

“Or am I the only one who sees you for what you really are? A creature of fire and darkness, just like me.” Her silence was deafening, her trembling a melody only I could hear. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. “Hell isn’t something you fear, Sabrina,” I whispered. “It’s something you become.” Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she leaned into me, as if seeking comfort in the very thing that had shattered her. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me. “Do you understand now?” I asked, my tone gentler, almost soothing. “There’s no escaping this. No escaping me. We’re bound, you and I. Fire and shadow. Heaven and hell.”

I whimpered, rocking my hips uselessly, fingers twisting in the sheets. The betrayal replayed in my mind—Kane bent over, moaning for my brother’s cock like a desperate slut. It fueled the rage and the heat in equal measure, making everything sharper, more unbearable. I needed relief. I needed an alpha to fuck the pain away, even if it was Lorenzo. The door clicked shut behind me. Heavy footsteps approached. The mattress dipped as he climbed on. I didn’t look back at first, too lost in the fog of heat. “Vivienne,” Lorenzo said, voice low and strained. “This is dangerous. You’re hurting, but—”