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I didn’t even try to deny it had aroused me. As I lay on my bed, the walls of the mansion seemed to close in around me, my mind awash with the promise of what was to come. I knew that my journey had just begun. Yet, as I drifted off to sleep, the thought of Alex's hand on my thigh, the hunger in his eyes as he watched the scenes unfold, filled me with a strange hunger of my own, and my hand crept between my thighs.In this world of shadows and secrets, arousal would be a constant, and as the darkness closed in, I made damn sure my pussy was satisfied.

Licking her lips, she moves to settle herself down next to the tray of delicious food before picking up her fork and knife and moving to enjoy her breakfast in peaceful bliss. 45 minutes later and a belly full of food, it doesn’t take Isabella long before she begins to get bored of just sitting within her room. Her body itching for something to keep her mind busy, that she decides on reading one of her many books, a book known as Our Luna, Our Mate. A spicy romance novel dealing with wolves. Werewolves to be more precise before diving into their pages for company. “Mmm, that’s it baby, moan for us” whispers Eros, loving the way Athena reacted to their touch even when Ares moved to bite her b

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

“I tried to protect you by pushing you away. But you won’t let me.” “Because I want all of you,” I gasped, cupping his face. “The control, the secrets, the danger. All of it.” Roman’s pace sped up again, turning wild. Sweat dripped from his body onto mine. He fucked me like he was scared to lose me, deep and possessive. I came a second time, harder, my whole body shaking as my pussy gushed around him. “Roman, fuck, I’m coming again.” He groaned loud and buried himself deep, cock pulsing as he filled me with hot cum. Rope after rope pumped into me until it leaked out around his shaft.

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.........

He typed before he could think: “Pull up?” Sewa replied with the speed of someone who had been waiting for that exact invitation. She came in smelling like perfume and trouble. The kind of girl who didn’t pretend. The kind who already knew why she was there. They barely spoke two sentences before she was on him. And he let her. He let himself drown. Let himself forget. Let himself be selfish. The bed frame hit the wall loud enough for the whole apartment to hear. Deji burst into laughter down the hallway. “Ah-ah! Leon don resurrect! I go save this audio for future reference.”

I lift a brow. He nods, leaning in again, brushing his nose against my neck. The scent of expensive leather and something woodsy floods my senses. I clear my throat, indecisive. I want to push him away and ask a dozen more questions about my mother—I’m in no mood for romance. But there’s this part of me that can’t move, hypnotized by the victory we just shared, and I desperately want to see how this ends. How it'll feel to move to the next stage rather than kissing. I wonder if I'll feel anything because I'm not too sure if what I'm feeling about him needs confirmation.

Nina Romano did not sleep. She lay beside Dante Moretti in the quiet apartment, staring at the ceiling as the first gray light of morning filtered through the curtains. His arm was draped over her waist, heavy and warm, grounding in a way she both craved and feared. Every time she closed her eyes, the same thought returned, sharp and relentless. I was placed in his life. The idea crawled under her skin. It made every memory feel suspect. Every laugh. Every argument. Every moment she had believed was chance.

“Decide quickly. Hesitation will cost you everything.” Anna’s hand hovered over the lever beside the arch. Her pulse thundered. One motion, one choice, and they might survive—or be lost. From the corner of her eye, she noticed a figure moving silently along the balcony above, watching, waiting, calculating. The armed men below began to close in, their movements deliberate, measured, anticipating her next action. Anna’s fingers tightened on the lever. V’s eyes met hers, silent understanding passing between them. The tension was almost unbearable, each second stretching endlessly.

"Relax." I hadn't even noticed that I was so tense, my body aching for release. I smiled, and rolled to the side, trying to keep him within me. He followed, managing to maintain our connection. I smiled. I never wanted us to be apart. I lay beneath him, and again he rocked against me. The shaft of his cock rubbed against my clit, bringing me closer to orgasm. I reached up, grabbing his headboard, as he began to lick my nipple. The sensations combined, and I could feel the fire within me sparking up again. As I looked up, I saw lust in his eyes. His motions became more forceful, his need driving him now. I could feel my own fire spread to his body, and his own fire about to engulf him.