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I press the book to my chest and sob, rocking back and forth like a child. “You stupid girl,” I hissed at the heroine. “If I were you, I’d have saved him. I’d have shown him he was worth something.” My fingers clench around the cover. “I wish I were you,” I whisper, bitter and broken. “No one will ever love me like Luke Thorne did you. No one. I wish I were you.” I throw the book across the room. It smacks the wall and slides to the floor. Home is hell.

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On her laptop screen, two women were having passionate lesbian sex, one licking the other. I bit my lip hard. I didn’t know she was into girls. The sight of her touching herself like that made my own pussy throb instantly. I should have left. But I couldn’t move. Lynn’s fingers moved faster. She moaned louder, her hips lifting off the bed. “Fuck… yes…” she whispered. I slipped my hand into my shorts without thinking. I was already wet. I rubbed my clit slowly, watching her. My breath was shaky. I had fantasized about her so many times, but seeing her like this was something else.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Liam ordered the group. We all parted from Veronica, leaving her and two other girls that she was going to share this kill with. I licked my lips in anticipation. My beast wanted to laugh. How could we be intimidated by a female who couldn't even take down her own bear? It was funny. She wasn't worthy for our male. As much as she wanted to think she was good enough for him, my beast and I both knew she wasn't. Her mate would be at her level when she finally met him.

My AirPods were blasting dark, sensual music as I read one of my dirtiest books. I couldn’t stay quiet. “Fuck…” I moaned loudly, back arching off the bed. “Oh my god, yes…” Two of my fingers slid inside me as I kept rubbing my swollen clit with my other hand. “Mmm… please… fuck me harder,” I whimpered reading out what the female lead said in the book, eyes fluttering shut. My hips were grinding against my hand desperately. “Yes… just like that… I’m such a dirty little slut…”

He made me ride him, his hands on my hips guiding me as I bounced on his thick cock, my sore ass slapping against his thighs. “Imagine it,” he whispered as I neared another orgasm. “Your belly starting to swell in a few weeks, tits getting fuller, everyone wondering who knocked up the good girl. Only we’ll know it was your stepfather breeding you right under this roof.” The fantasy pushed me over the edge again. I came with a broken moan, collapsing onto his chest as he filled me for the third time that evening. I laid lumped against him, tangled together with him, his hand resting possessively over my lower belly.

I didn’t know when the fantasy became inevitable, when the carefully contained longing became a force that demanded acknowledgment and indulgence. It started with her suggestion, casual on the surface, yet loaded with the weight of impossibility. “Why don’t we take this weekend away? Just us. No work, no obligations…” The words hit me like a tidal wave, crashing over every rule I had ever set for myself, every boundary I had enforced with discipline and reason. My rational mind screamed against it. She was married. This was forbidden. We could not allow this indulgence. But my body, my pulse, my entire being responded with a feral, insistent need. I wanted her entirely, and the very impossib

"She's liked the kings since before I can remember. Seeing you here with them like that is messing with her ego more than anything else." I exhaled slowly, trying to loosen the knot in my chest. "She's always been like that?" "Hara is Hara," Collins said from my other side, his tone resigned. "You learn to deal with her." I glanced over to where she now stood alone, watching the sparring pairs with her arms folded, her expression unreadable. "She looks quite strong." I said, even though part of me didn't want to admit it. Tommy and Collins exchanged a look. "She's the strongest female lycan," Tommy said. "No one has beaten her. Not in years." He paused. "Except Beta Luca."

“Are you sure I didn't…" He shook his head almost immediately. “No. You did not kill her. You were not even at your full strength to be able to kill her. Just like Daemon is the strongest werewolf and Wilder is the strongest vampire, Giselle is the strongest witch. Stronger than Ayana herself…" “So, all we have to do is just find Giselle, right?”