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Suddenly, Tim wrapped his arms around me, pulling me toward him and muttering something in his sleep. My face is pressed into his broad chest. He held me close, one hand on my shoulder and the other on my hip. Tim groaned and pinned me underneath him. I smiled happily. Maybe he sees me in his dreams. "Ava..." I feel his penis with my leg. It's slightly erect. I try not to fidget so that Tim doesn't wake up. He said that there would only be sex between us, with no feelings involved, so we should be careful. But I can't stop loving Tim. The only times I can love him openly are when he's inside me or when he's sleeping.

She crossed her arms, her posture rigid, as if she were holding back a storm. I couldn't breathe. My hands trembled in my lap, memories of that forbidden night flooding back, Mr. Alfred's strong hands gripping my hips, his thick cock thrusting deep into my wet pussy, our bodies slick with sweat as we fucked wildly on his bed. It had been pure ecstasy, raw and unfiltered, but now it twisted into terror. Had that one reckless moment doomed me? “I... I need to get tested,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Tears welled up, blurring the faces of the two people who'd become the center of my chaotic world.

“I’m falling for you, Cassandra. Not just the sex. You.” Those words made my chest tighten. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him deeper. We made love like that for a long time, slow, intense, emotional. I came twice more, clinging to him, and when he finally finished inside me, he held me tight afterward, stroking my hair. We talked for hours after. About how scared we both were. About what might happen if our parents found out. About Brady. About the future after university. For the first time, it didn’t feel like just forbidden lust. It felt like something bigger and something worth the risk.

Chapter 1 Lila’s pov “Professor Cross, don’t you think the whole point of forbidden love in these books is that it feels so damn good because it’s wrong?” I said, leaning forward on his desk after everyone else had left the lecture hall. My skirt rode up my thighs just a bit as I shifted, and I didn’t bother fixing it. The way his eyes flicked down for half a second made the heat pool low in my belly. Damien Cross looked up from the stack of papers, his dark brows pulling together in that serious way that always got me going.

SERAPHINA My hand moves the way I’ve taught it to be; slow at first, just the way I imagine he would be. Like a man who has spent years learning the discipline of patience and decided to ruin me with it. The sheets are kicked down around my ankles. I’m already soaked; I can feel it the second my fingers slip under the waistband of my underwear and glide through my slick folds. I close my eyes and he’s right there with me. Luca. It's always Luca in this bed, where he isn’t holy and he isn’t forbidden.

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she's says cupping my cheeks. "Please" I plead unsure of what I'm pleading for. "Please what?" "Please kiss me again" I say breathlessly "But-" I cut her off by connecting out lips. This kiss is filled with need, Desperation and even love if I'm not mistaken. I let my hands explore her body while her arms wrap around my neck bringing me closer to her. She wants me just as much as I want her right now.

I said sweetly, my voice dripping with innocence, “isn’t it true that sometimes the greatest love stories are the most forbidden ones? Even when there’s an age gap… or someone else standing in the way?” The class murmured. Professor Winsley’s hand tightened around his marker. He turned to me slowly, his dark eyes locking onto mine with that commanding intensity that made my knees weak. “Miss Maradona,” he said, his voice dangerously calm, “in literature, forbidden love usually ends in tragedy. One or both parties get destroyed. Are you sure you want to discuss that topic?” I smiled, slow and wicked. “Oh, I’m very sure, Professor Winsley. I love a good tragedy… especially when I’m the one wri

I finished the job out of duty, never out of real need. What I crave is a man. Strong shoulders, hard muscle and the thick weight of a cock in my hand or my mouth. The tight heat of an ass clenching around me. That is what makes my blood run hot. I love cock far more than I have ever loved breasts. I have known this truth since I was a boy, but in this kingdom it is a truth that could get me killed. Homosexuality is forbidden, the church calls it sin, tlhe law calls it treason. Men have been castrated and hanged for less than what I do in the shadows of my chambers.

The human world usually does not allow a man to have several wives at the same time, at least not where I am. "She's not a third party, if it wasn't for Catherine, it would have been her with me, and I would have been able to save her when she was dying, you don't understand anything!" Sarnus shouted. "You are just treating Angelina with the rules of the blood, because of you, she was even abandoned by her own family, although you can consider it the most faithful love to each other, but your love, hurt not only Angelina and your queen, but also more people."