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When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

The room was bathed in the soft, silver light of the moon and she was sleeping peacefully after single-handedly destroying his. Her skin shimmered, smooth and pale, her long hair a silken river across the white pillowcase. She looked like a painting, serene and untouched. He moved to the edge of the bed cautiously, every nerve alert, his shadow falling over her. His hand hovered in the air, trembling with the magnitude of his transgression. He could feel the tension in his chest, a delicious mixture of desire and restraint. The air between them was electric, silent except for the slow cadence of her breath.

Suzanna’s greeting returned the entire room to focus. I moved my gaze from Chelsea to Bryce to Suzanna and finally to the room. Everything was the same as it had always been. The unchanged bookcases covered the walls while heavy draperies fell beside the windows. It was but another piece of the Montague fortune, regal and ostentatious.

He was not wearing his suit, but just nice black jeans and a black shirt with an adjacent jacket. Dangerously handsome! I whispered and immediately looked away. "Here to surprise me, aren't you?" A husky voice came from behind me, the damn voice that had a slight ascent to it. To be continued… Finally, many things happened? And a gripping start of their love story, stubborn hearts, insane love, and possessiveness altogether a RUTHLESS ROMANCE They have started analyzing their feelings but this stubbornness, I tell you. How is Scarlett going to be as a famous Fashion Designer as said by Eric?

Would this truth be closure enough, or would it open another page? The baby…. STAY TUNED FOR BOOK 2. ALL THE LOOSE ENDS WOULD BE TIED UP IN BOOK 2. MEANWHILE…… Other books by Karlyn Wehlma My Neighbors Desire. Genre : Erotica She was close to her release when she heard his sexy masculine voice. It never registered in her head that he was actually here, watching her the whole time. "I thought you'd never ask." She replied drunkenly. She felt these strong rough palms caress her hips, moving to her butt. He squeezed her butt cheeks really hard.

“Prepare her for the sex battle and get her in the ring. I’ll be her opponent for the night. The winner gets to fuck his opponent senseless…without a condom.” *** Hello, everyone. This book will probably be released next month so anticipate!!! This time, I have taken note of all your complaints and corrections concerning my previous books and I promise that this one will be a work of art. It’s going to be a very dark romance, coupled with dangerous secrets, fiery pleasure, nail-biting suspense and most importantly, the sexiest Italian men ever written!! ANTICIPATE!!

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

I commanded, fixing my piercing gaze upon him. As Jonathan leaned in to drink blood from my neck, a surge of both pleasure and tingling sensation coursed through my veins. I could feel the connection between us deepening with every drop he took. I let out a soft gasp, my hand instinctively finding its way to his tousled hair. Jonathan paused momentarily, his lips still pressed against my neck, and looked up at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “You know, my love, there’s something intoxicating about your blood. It carries a sweetness that sets my senses on fire.”

His flawless outline accentuated his aquiline nose as his jawlines possessed a certain tension to it, and… Then, she suddenly widened her eyes as a flash of inspiration struck her. What was the meaning of all of this? Christina had come to steal Michael’s sperm. How could she fall asleep so suddenly? Furthermore, she was sleeping in that disgusting man’s embrace. She was exceptionally tired as her limbs felt sore. Christina was not a lady who did not know the dangers of society. She immediately knew what had happened to her. Christina was naked, and there were multiple marks on her body. Her brain exploded with a boom.