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It was genuine — surprised out of him. “You’re not trying to charm me, are you?” “No.” “Good. Because it’s working.” She didn’t smile back. That night, Elise returned to her bedroom and opened the bottom drawer of her desk. She pulled out a small leather notebook. Not pink. Not monogrammed. Just black, unmarked. She wrote one name at the top of the first page: Elena Cruz And beneath it, a line in ink: Let him believe. Let him want. Let him fall. Then burn him.

Colt fumes that she’s in danger, still believing regardless of all the bullshit, regardless of this other male… that she belongs to us. The male picks her up like a bride, and I fully take in the gown she’s wearing as Colt runs. She’s stunning and I’m furious she’s not dressed up for me. How could she get with someone else so fast?? Colt opens his mouth and chomps as a wolf attempts to cut by us, landing a hard bite to his shoulder. He growls, and jerks his head back to try and bite at me as Colt lands on top of him. We waste no time taking a paw and slicing our claws down his back, making him yelp in response. We quickly repeat the swipe, until we hit bone. He wails in pain as his form begi

With a muffled moan, her climax hit her. Dante looked up at her, his mouth wet with her juices. He stood up and untied the handkerchief on her mouth and then he kissed her. She tasted her juices on his lips and she liked it. He took her hand and directed it to his very hard and erect cock. "You have to help me now, is that okay?" he asked her. "Yes" she replied. "kneel" he ordered. Camilla got on her knees obediently, she was at eye level with his cock which was gutting out and could barely be contained by his trousers.

Pearl set a mug of coffee in front of Sloane without being asked. Sloane stared at the card. She turned it over. On the back, in small precise handwriting, Cross had written: You are not as alone in this as you think. * * * She was sitting at the far end of the bar with her second cup of coffee and what remained of her composure when Colt came in from the back. He stopped when he saw her face. Then he walked over and sat down across the bar from her, which meant he was on the employee side and she was on the customer side and there was a counter between them that felt like it was doing very little work.

I guess when someone shops for you with no budget, some damn good outfits come out of it. I walk out and see Colt in some black dress pants and a gray dress shirt with the top button open and sleeves rolled up to his elbows. A classic silver watch on his wrist. Simple, but oh so fucking sexy. “Ready to go?” I ask, greeting him with a smile and a quick hug. “With you, of course,” he responds smoothly, making my heart skip a beat. Goddess damn you, Colt. -----

"Alex." Simone grinned. "Simone." Colton's loosened around my body as he sighed. "Good thing Simone's single." I slapped Colton's arm playfully. "Yes, lucky her." Colton kissed my cheek. "You know you are luckier." I couldn't agree more. ... "Holy shit! I need to dress like a sexy beast, like as soon as anyone looks at me, they want to grab me and have their dirty way with me." I choked on the coke I was drinking, my nose stinging as water drops came out. "The fuck Simone?"

Her dark nipples were already hard peaks; she kept idly circling one with her fingertip while watching the others with heavy-lidded eyes. Across from them on the matching chaise: Simone Carter, twenty-nine. Athletic build, tawny skin, short auburn curls, a constellation of freckles across her shoulders and chest. Naked except for a thin silver choker. Legs spread casually, one foot propped on the edge of the coffee table, fingers lazily tracing her own slit—already glistening.

Colt was seated at the foot of the bed, engaged on his phone. As he looked at Lilith, Colt said, "Come here. Carla left your vitamins. You need to drink it before bed." Lilith then bit her bottom lips as she walked over to Colt, who was sitting half-naked on the bed. Her gaze couldn't be taken away from Colt's body. It was her first encounter with it. And while Lilith was drawn to Colt's masculine body, she had no idea that seeing it made her cheeks flush. Her thoughts were bizarre, and it appeared as if Colt didn't mind being partly naked in front of Lilith.

“Show them.” Nathan knelt up, undid his shirt buttons slowly, and let them see the collar. He didn’t speak. Didn’t flinch. He just exposed the truth. And he saw it in their eyes — arousal, amusement, envy. Simone leaned forward and tugged the collar gently. “This belongs to me,” she said, stroking his hair. “He wears it under his suits, even in meetings. It keeps him desperate.” “Does it work?” one of the women asked.

Dahlia Carrington ~•~ “You guys look so good together,” Aurelie said in awe when she saw the pictures we took from our date the next week. “And he looks so hot holding a gun.” I’d sneaked a shot at him when he was teaching me what to do and how to hold the gun and I couldn’t even lie. Aurelie was right. He looked hot as fuck looking armed and dangerous. “Tell me the date ended in him blowing your back out.”