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I craved his hands on me as much as he seemed to crave me. Every brush of his fingers against my skin sent electric sparks through my body. He traced a tantalizing path over the swell of my breasts, his touch igniting a fiery sensation that pooled between my thighs. My breath hitched as he circled his finger over my nipple, the sensation both delicate and electrifying. His lips claimed mine again, his kiss hungry and passionate. As his mouth possessed mine, his hands continued their exploration, his touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake. He moved lower, his lips trailing along the curve of my neck and collarbones.

he laughed. But then his gaze landed on one of the shelves. A book spine caught his attention, Raven Black. Then another. And another. The entire shelf was filled with Raven Black’s novels. He stepped forward, lifted one, then turned slowly to face Jeffrey. “Fan much? I thought i was obsessed but you've raised the bar.” Jeffrey said nothing. He just kept grinning. Ronald’s gaze shifted to the desk. It was filled with scattered pages and bundles of manuscripts of Raven Black’s familiar and popular books.

My wolf muttered under her breath, and I swallowed hard, wondering if he was the only one different or if it could even be that he had evil thoughts. "Selene, can we leave here now? It is getting darker!" She exclaimed, and with all my strength and speed, I bolted off, jumping over the dead, mangled bodies of those boys that almost raped me. Gosh, their deaths weren't any better. That vampire really tore them apart mercilessly.

I leaned back on the leather couch, legs spread, one arm draped over the shoulder of ruby, one of the girls that worked at the club house She sat beside me fumbling with my buttons as I maintained an eye level with the much older woman sitting opposite me. The woman had a long dark wavey hair, and deep green eyes just like the ocean. Ruby's body pressed against mine in a way that was all performance. Asides Raven, Ruby was my best girl. She was a perfect distraction, a warm body to celebrate with. My thoughts ran back to Damien Blackwood. The untouchable CEO, the man who thought he owned Manhattan. Captured like a rat in a trap by me. The ambush had been perfect, and my men had hauled him ou

As I lay in bed, the moonlight streaming through the large windows, I would imagine Arben beside me, holding me close. The warmth of his body, the scent of his cologne, the sound of his deep voice—it all flooded my senses, igniting a yearning that felt both thrilling and terrifying. I wanted to lose myself in him, to forget the reality of my situation, but the guilt gnawed at me relentlessly. It whispered that I didn’t deserve this kind of happiness, that I should resist and fight against my emotions. A pure, innocent virgin Muslim woman… With a ruthless gangster, who operated in the mafia and destroyed lives?

“You’ll come to your senses.” “Don’t count on it,” she hissed. But she knew he would come back. And worse—she knew part of her wanted him to. Not the arrogant businessman. But the heat in his eyes. The promise in his voice. The danger. As the SUV disappeared down the dirt road, Evelyn stood still, heart hammering in her chest, hands trembling slightly with rage—or something close to it. She had just met the man who wanted to take everything from her. And he had looked at her like he wanted to devour her. Trouble had arrived. And his name was Damien Romano. --

I add, “I wouldn’t trust a rideshare with you. Particularly at this time of night.” A soft smile curves her lips. She walks over to me, goes up on her toes, and brushes her lips over my jaw. “Thank you.” Something hot and potent rushes through my veins, and I band my arm around her waist and haul her into me, molding her body to mine. I want to kiss her, but I don’t. The emotions Zephyra brings out in me are unfamiliar. They make me feel out of control, and I don’t like feeling out of control. So I drop my head and breathe in her scent—the faint aroma of the wildflower perfume that still lingers on her skin. Then I let her go. “I’ll call Jonathan and tell him to meet you outside.”

As he gently pulled her towards him, she felt the warmth of his body against hers, a comforting presence in the midst of their heated encounter. The bathroom, their private haven, was filled with their shared breaths and the soft murmur of their whispers. As Lucas leaned in, his lips meeting Louisa's in a passionate embrace, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just them, lost in their world of shared love and desire. As their bodies moved in rhythm, the steam around them seemed to rise, creating a veil that shielded them from the world outside. Their hearts beat in unison, their bodies entwined in a dance of love and passion that was as steamy as the bathwater that surrounded them.

We kissed and touched for a long while right there in the kitchen when I placed my hand on hers and led her to a large rug in front of the roaring fire. We had been keeping up with it most of the afternoon, and it made for a very romantic setting. It was now early evening, and the only light was from the fire. Sue looked so sexy standing there with the firelight dancing on her face and the noise of the crackling embers filling the quiet. I pulled her black sweater up over her head and saw her breasts for the first time. I couldn't take my eyes off of them; they were so beautiful. I placed my hand on her right breast, softly caressing this wondrous creation of nature. I heard her moan under h

Sophia could not fall asleep later that night as she kept speculating Christina’s intention. It was not until late at night when she gradually dozed off. She had a dream. It was the scene by the road outside of the coffee shop. Molly was lying in a pool of blood while Sophia was standing by the entrance of the coffee shop as she coldly watched the woman struggle in pain. A feeling of joy filled her heart as more blood oozed out of the woman’s body.