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I missed my mate, my freedom, my friends, Kailin, and everyone at the vineyards. I watched a series about a group of delinquent kids born in space and dropped to Earth to see if the air was already breathable. I finished Episode twelve, and when a particular character pissed me off, I turned it off and went to read something in the study. There were some fiction books, but primarily old books from Jane Austen, Charlotte Bronte, and Herman Melville. There were self-help and meditation books and a book about mystical creatures. I walked out of the study. If she allowed me to read a book about witchcraft, it might interest me, but that would be as dangerous as walking into the darkness without

I took a deep breath and relaxed on the sofa, crossing my legs and smiling. "Yes, I want to. Yes, I know what can happen," I replied calmly, without looking away from them. "I'm a grown woman, I'm quite aware of what I've done." I stopped talking for a few seconds before continuing. "The answer to the silent questions, I'm a virgin because I wanted to be, not for any religious reason or because I wanted to find the love of my life, let alone care about Fated Mates. It's an outdated concept. It's 2022, everyone I know has read 50 Shades, I know, amateur... I've been to a few BDSM clubs, and I've seen several different sections, with different things and different approaches... That's why I fi

“Fuck, Tatum. Let me come. Please.” “Not yet,” Tatum whispered against her folds. “Tell me how much you crave this rivalry. Say it.” Her voice was thick with lust. She added a third finger and sucked harder on Sloane’s clit. Emotions crashed through Sloane. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and so fucking turned on. The hatred fueled everything. “I crave it,” Sloane gasped finally. “I crave beating you. Fucking you. Hating you like this.”

I swing my legs over the edge feet hitting the cool floor. And that is when I see it, a faint stain on the sheets, dark against the white. Not much, but unmistakable. Blood. Not from the bites, those were controlled, healed. This is different. Evidence of her virtue, spilled in our first joining. A confirmation of my suspicion. She was truly a virgin.

But deep down, I knew that I wouldn't wait for him this time. The next morning, I received a message from Serene. It was a simple location pin from Moon Goddess Church. Despite knowing it could be a trap, I headed for the location stated in the pin. I couldn't risk ignoring anything, knowing it could be something important at stake. When I arrived, the scene I saw completely shattered my world. The altar of Moon Goddess Church was draped in white Easter lilies and gauzy silk, a vision straight out of a dreamy fairytale.

I turn to the others, searching their looks for an ounce of understanding. “Just that. Through my arrogance... through my stupidity... through my inability to communicate other than through violence and control... I failed to show him that love. » I turn back to Alaya, my tone hardening slightly. " It's true. I bought your virginity. » The word is dropped, raw, brutal. “That was what interested me. The fact that you're a virgin. Pure. Untouched. » I stare at her intently. “If you hadn't been a virgin, I never would have chosen you. Never. »

She came back to the spot next to me, her hands over mine, "you can easily make a girl that has saved her virginity or swore to be celibate have sex. As females we just don't stand firm in the things we believe in once a good smooth talker enters our life and our hearts start misbehaving. We go with the feeling, we fall trap to the feeling. But guys? Guys are different. If he says he won't lose it, he won't. It will take the sky to collapse before he would." I'm not gonna lie, Rebecca is right. One thing I've hated is how as females it is in our nature to just get weak in the knees. We easily allow our hearts to destroy years of what our minds have built, but I won't allow myself to be like

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The kind of virgin that would probably blush if someone said the word thrust too loudly. But still… I wasn’t a child. I was twenty. An adult. And in this generation, you didn’t need experience to know things. You opened your phone, tapped the wrong, or right site, and suddenly you knew enough to make your soul leave your body out of curiosity. It wasn’t like I went looking for it all the time. But it was there. And Damien Rivera was exactly the kind of man your imagination would go feral over without permission. The kind of man who looked like he’d take you to every part of his muscular body in every corner of a bedroom and still have you losing your mind before you even processed what was h

“Then, from now on, many demons and demons from this demons-realm of ours will search for virgin women as their love as well as life partners,” tweeted Virando excitedly as well. Sumico drowned herself within her beloved Brother Vir’s sweet, warm, and cozy hug. “That’s great and good, Brother Vir... More and more women will take care of their purities, originalities, and also virginities and won’t hand in them to any men or boys as they like.”