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And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

It was the absolute best thing that ever happened to me. I focused my mind entirely on the memory of their touch, their deep voices, and the way they held me in the dark master bedroom. I remembered Alexander’s calm, unshakeable strength that always made me feel grounded, and Damien’s wild, fierce passion that left me breathless. They had looked at me as if I were their entire universe, their long-awaited redemption. And I had jeopardized it all.

“The new Don of that mafia family seems even more ruthless than his father. He'd swallowed up quite a few old-school clans in the past year.” “He wants their power,” I replied calmly and emotionlessly. When I met Luke's worried gaze, I smiled at him. “Let's not talk about him. It's all in the past now.” Luke did not say anything more. He just held my hand, gently and firmly. The sun shone on his body and the blueprint before me. This was our new hotel and our future together — a life no longer built on lies and betrayal, but a bright future completely within my grasp.

Three years of her life had just been bought off in less than thirty seconds, and her boyfriend hadn't even hesitated to abandon her for a piece of paper. "I told you he didn't deserve you," Roman murmured, his voice a low, dark purr against her neck. He didn't give her time to process the abandonment. The moment Liam left, the atmosphere in the sitting room turned completely steamy and heavy. Roman's hands instantly moved back up her thighs, tearing her underwear to the side with a fierce, impatient rip. He lifted her slightly, adjusting her placement on his lap, and guided his thick, rigid length straight into her slick warmth in one deep, sudden thrust.

I did it again today. I visited my girlfriend at work. Reprobate writer seeks innocent Melanie for backseat naughtiness in underground parking lot. Yes, I’ve been wicked again. Spank me, Jesus. Before this gets too confusing, what with “blow jobs” in the title, let me clarify: I’m a woman, Mela- nie’s a woman—we’re a lesbian couple—but while I’m a woman with a pussy, my girlfriend’s a woman with a cock. She’s trans, hence the mention of blow jobs. So that’s one mystery solved.

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The contrast was exquisite: the smooth, wet heat of her mouth on Nick, the firm, dry friction of her hand on Hal. Then she felt Lee step closer, his cock brushing her other arm. The unspoken request was clear. More. She shifted, turning her head to take Hal into her mouth, his girth a new, delicious challenge for her lips. At the same time, her left hand found Nick again, stroking him, while her right hand reached for Lee. She was the axis they spun around, a creature of pure sensation, servicing them, worshipped by them, lost in a symphony of groans and ragged breath. But they wanted more.

The scent of the room was thick, heavy with the sharp, musk smell of two dominant wolves completely taking over the space. The Beta did not slow down. He kept his hands locked flat on the wood right next to my ears, his arms like iron bars keeping me pinned flat. Every time his hips slammed forward, my body slid an inch on the smooth mahogany, my mouth tearing away from the woman's lips with a sharp, broken gasp. "Keep kissing her," the Beta ordered, his voice rough and low, vibrating right against my cheek. He delivered a short, hard thrust that hit a spot deep inside me, making my toes curl. "I want to see it."

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Light Bondage, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning light was a cruel interloper, filtering through the lace curtains of our bedroom. I stood in the doorway, already dressed in my woodsman's flannel and heavy boots, watching Lyra stir. To any outsider, I was the picture of a doting husband, but the memory of her muffled screams and the way I had filled her pussy and ass with my supernatural seed just hours ago made my skin tingle with a secret, dark delight.