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“Move. Please. Rut me like you mean it.” “You feel incredible,” Kael rasped, teeth grazing my neck. “Better than I imagined. Gonna mark you up. Bite you. Claim what’s mine.” “Not yet,” I gasped, even as I pushed back to meet him. “Too soon. Just… fuck me harder.” “Greedy.” He slammed in deeper, hand reaching around to stroke my cock. “You love it though. Love your Alpha rutting you in the dirt like an animal.” “Yes… fuck yes.” The words spilled out between moans. “Love how big you are. Love how you fill me. Don’t stop.”

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

He takes my wrist, his grip firm and possessive and drags me toward the master suite, basically flying up the stairs. The moment the bedroom door slams shut behind us, the air thickens, charged with something electric. The room is all dark wood and deep crimson, the bed a monstrous thing draped in black silk, the curtains drawn tight against the windows. Rhysand doesn’t speak. He doesn’t need to. His hands are on me before I can draw another breath, spinning me, pressing me back against the door. “Last chance,” he murmurs, his lips brushing the sensitive skin just below my ear.

I tucked them behind my ear and glanced at Tom. He leaned casually against the wall, the moonlight accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw. His messy black hair fell across his forehead, making him look even more irresistible. “Then tell me,” Tom coaxed, a teasing grin spreading across his face. “You can’t call me your boyfriend if you keep your sexual fantasies from me.” I inhaled deeply, my pulse quickening. Tilting my head back, I bit gently on my lower lip before meeting his gaze again. Excitement sparkled in my eyes.

Jayden walked among the bookcases, her eyes reading the titles and the authors of the books. Alexa had become lost in a world of fantasy, mystery, and (although she would deny it if anyone asked) romance. Her heart yearned for a connection like the ones she would read about, that total completeness that true love brought to its bearer, and it ached at the feeling of emptiness that echoed after that thought. The girls inside the bookstore remained completely unaware of the sinister presence that gazed upon them from across the empty street. Muddy eyes gleamed in ominous glee as they observed the redhead browsing books.

His scent, the firmness of his chest against my back, the confident claim in his hands—all blurred my thoughts and made my head spin. And the most dangerous part was the truth I didn’t dare say aloud. I was enjoying it. Every sinful second of it. “Kai,” he breathed against my skin, my name falling from his lips like something forbidden. His fingers closed around my nipples, pinching hard enough to send a sharp burst of pain through my chest. I cried out. The sound had barely left my mouth when Caspian bent his head. His lips found the aching flesh he’d tormented, warm and merciless as he drew it into his mouth.

“You almost took me out there.” She blinked, then let out a faint breath, crouching as well to gather the rest. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.” “That much is obvious,” I said, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. I picked up another book, my eyes catching on the pastel-colored cover. I turned it so I could read the title. “‘Kisses in the Rain,’” I read aloud, raising a brow. “So, you have a killer taste. Romcoms, huh?”

He’d chosen every lamp, the perfect cushion, every soft blanket folded at the corner of the reading chaise. My throat tightened. I didn’t cry, but the tears felt dangerously close. I walked deeper, and the rug under my feet was thick and soft. Everything in here was gentle, thoughtful, and safe. “I can’t believe he did this.” I whispered, barely breathing as I sunk into the chair and felt it comfortably welcome me. I stood back up to pick up a book in the dark romance genre. I felt loved even more and seen. Completely. “What are you going to do now?” Brittney asked, and I smiled at her as she grabbed one of the psychological thrillers.

kwento niya sa akin. ... "You love reading?" Alon asked me. "I love reading." I told him, emphasizing the word 'love'. "Can you suggest a book or an author?" he asked. "Nora Roberts. She's a gret writer. Well if you want to be traumatized, Colleen Hoover." I suggested. Tumango tango lang siya sa akin at nakita kong ngumiti ang kanyang mga mata. I can't see his face because of the mask but I can see him smile by looking in his eyes.