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He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

The city's distant buzz grew faint as Emily sat opposite Liam Westbrook in his glass-walled office, the air between them heavy with tension. She nervously toyed with the hem of her coat, her thoughts spinning from his shocking proposal. Marriage. To a billionaire. For money. It sounded like the kind of wild scheme you’d read in trashy romance novels, not something that happened to real people—least of all her. “I understand this may come as a shock,” Liam said, leaning back in his chair with an air of cool indifference, “but I’m not asking for your hand out of sentimentality. This is a business arrangement, plain and simple.”

, she lamented, then began pacing about the room. "Rina is preg what? God! This is still unbelievable", she said, putting her both hands on her head. "Calm down Vidya, just calm down okay, please", Roshni kept pleading with her. "Do you know that had been my very next action as soon as Raghav returns?" She turned to Roshni. "Your next action? How?" She asked, looking befuddled. "I had already planned to get pregnant for him, anyhow, even if it means stealing his sperm to do it", she lamented.

“I appreciate that you want me to be your first but I will ask one more time… Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want to be the mother of our child?” I felt her shiver against me and my body reacted to it. A slight hint of pride moved through me that I may have a reaction to her. “Yes, Anthony,” she whispered my name. I sighed and felt a warmth wash over me. Fuck, she was going to be the death of me. “Alright.” I rubbed her waist, feeling her up. “We will go on our honeymoon and don’t worry, baby. I will make your first time feel good. I promise to bring you so much pleasure on our honeymoon.”

“My pregnant stepsister. My dark obsession. The mother of my children. This life is ours.” We fell asleep tangled, his cock softening inside me, cum leaking, his hand protectively over our growing baby. The isolation had only strengthened our bond. My body, transformed by pregnancy and his constant claiming, belonged to him completely. The dark romance that began in that storm-lashed Victorian house had found its eternal home here, filthy, possessive, loving, and endlessly consuming. Every day deeper into my pregnancy only made the fire burn hotter. And I craved every moment of the blaze.

“I read about it in a book, and I thought it might work well because of your baby bump.” “What book was that?” I ask “The Kama Sutra for Pregnant People?” He laughs. “No, it was called, How to Make Love When Your Woman is Prego,” he explains. I wonder if he would mind sharing the book with the other Alphas. As far as I can tell, none of the Alphas seem to have a problem sharing, which works in my favor. Reece holds me close, and I feel sleepiness descending upon me. Any more, sleeping, eating, and having sex are about all I do. I wish my life was more exciting, especially since I know everything will change so drastically once the babies are born.

He saw her as a source of comfort during times of grief, especially with a growing and developing fetus. The reasons multiplied. Perhaps, behind all the tragedies, they still had their share of luck. Let the past remain behind. Hope and the future waved at them in the form of marriage, family, and a child waiting to be embraced with happiness. Without resentment. Without tears. Velia and Lucas would endure all the suffering themselves. They promised to always be together, no matter the circumstances. They would love each other. Take care of each other. Cherish each other. “How do you feel? Are you still feeling nauseous?” Lucas asked, his gentle touch caressing Velia's head. She closed her e

she whispers, almost like she feels forced to be here and would rather be anywhere else. “You’re coming with me,” I lean closer. She hesitates but doesn’t pull away when I take her hand and lead her toward the elevator. Her breathing quickens as she glances sideways at me. Fuck, she’s irresistible. I lean in and kiss her, right there in the elevator, with hunger. My mouth claims hers desperately, tasting her strawberry-flavored lip gloss. She gasps softly into my mouth but doesn’t stop me. Her body eases into mine, trembling.