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BOOK 3: Chapter 49: Sinfully Yours They are kissing each other like nothing else in the world matters. Their mouths move in sync, desperate and greedy, lips molding together in a slow, heated dance that only deepens with every second. Tongues entwine, curling and tasting, savoring the forbidden flavor of each other like it’s the last thing they’ll ever have. Their kiss isn’t just about hunger—it’s about a desperate need. It’s raw and aching. They are clinging onto one another, shivering under the weight of the passion that has consumed them both entirely.

Nicolai couldn't help but smile as he approached the chair where Alessia had obviously fallen asleep. The book that had dropped from her hands onto the thick carpet was facedown, its title Twisted Shifters – Four Twisted Romances. One Very Good Time. He picked it up and flipped through the pages, chuckling. Cursed Dildos and AI that came alive indeed. A faint blush dusted her cheeks from the warmth of the fire and he imagined her reading the steamy passages, lost in a world of make-believe lovers.

⚠️WARNING⚠️:For matured readers only. This book contains explicit sex scenes, betrayal, age gap( 25 and 52), raw heat, dark lust, forbidden love, possessive Alpha, and dominance. This story isn't sweet. It's not gentle. It's raw, dark, built on extreme forbidden tension. If you can't handle heating, knotting, dark fantasies, drenched taboo obsession, sin that should never exist and an Alpha that will go any length to claim what's his… then drop this book now. Because baby? This story is not your usual sugar-coated, easy romance. There’s nothing pure. Nothing safe or wholesome here. Okay… Okay… I’ve warned you enough and you’re still here. Well, buckle up, because by the end of

a few more hours passed slowly as the guest left and went home to his own hotel so kiro and I also left to go to our hotel ************ When we entered, Kiro immediately locked the door and he immediately approached and pulled me. he kissed me passionately and he helped me to undress my gown, his lips dropped to my breast and he gently sucked my breast like a child, when he finished there he immediately carried me to the bed and he separated my leg and he kissed me on my vagina like there's no tomorrow, when he stop kissing my vagina he inserted his tongue on my vagina and he twisted his tongue around it. "Ohhhh" I moaned

Fired up, she continued. Her hands worked my balls gently while her tongue swirled around my tip. Again, her throat opened up to give me a deep throat. My breath was heavy, my grip on her tightened, then…..I felt it. With a whimper, I felt myself explode in climax, jerking everything into her mouth. Fuck! That was good. Kassie scrambled to her feet and began her flash exit. “I love you, baby.” Again, I perfectly understood why I had said it before. No one gives better head than that little pretty thing.

A soft needy sound escaped her, vibrating right into my mouth, sending tingles down my spine. She was like a drug I couldn’t get enough of. And God…the smell of her. It was flowery and mixed with that deeper sweeter scent of her arousal. It hit me like a punch, making me dizzy. My cock throbbed against the wet denim clinging to me. My hands slid up her back, feeling every curve through the thin robe. She shivered. Her hands still clenching my soaked shirt, dragging me closer, pressing her body flush to mine. The thin robe was no protection. I could feel curve of her body– her soft breasts flattening against my chest, her hardened nipples poking me, screaming to be sucked.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.

"I'm here because I'm obsessed. I've jerked off countless times thinking about spreading these thick thighs for months. Fantasizing about how wet your cunt would feel wrapped around my shaft." " Fuck you," she hissed, her fingers coming up to fist the front of my shirt. But she didn't push me away. I crashed my mouth on hers in a deep filthy kiss. Licking the seam of her mouth as she resisted. It didn't take long before she opened up, moaning into my mouth. Her taste melted in my mouth, sweet with a bit of burnt coffee. I grabbed her hips, sitting her ass onto the polished table like she weighed nothing, shoving her thighs apart so I could step right between them.

She shouldn’t feel this. She shouldn’t want this. But forbidden things always tasted stronger before they were touched. And Daniel—he was all forbidden edges and irresistible gravity. “You’re playing with fire,” she whispered. “No,” he said, his tone was thick with desire as he was not bothered to hide it anymore. “I’m acknowledging it.” Mara turned fully toward him, and the air between them shifted instantly—charged, and breathless. The wind lifted her hair, brushing it across his jaw. His eyes flicked to her lips, a flicker so quick yet so hungry that it felt like a touch.