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Simone looked at the text, and though she didn’t fear judgment as much as before, she still hesitated for a moment there before hitting send. Colette’s response was a devil emoji, and Simone felt herself lighten up immediately. She sipped on her lemon juice, which served to suppress the nausea bubbling up inside her, and simply waited. Before long, Colette was approaching the table where Simone was, with slow calculated steps, her eyes meaningfully mischievous, a bit of a smirk stretching her lips. “You little minx…” Colette began, once she was well within earshot, and Simone rose to her feet to greet her, her cheeks burning a little bit.

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.

he said reassuringly. Sierra swallowed hard again. This was it. This was really happening. Colton lifted one of her legs and linked it over his shoulder, allowing himself full access to her womanhood. He let his tip graze over her opening slowly, gliding up and down, collecting her wet juices. Gently, he then pushed the tip inside, only a little bit, and he pulled out again. He did it several times, just to tease her and to get her all worked up. “Colton,” she protested.

“A man’s weakness is Mercella and she knew that… she had the kind of body men would die for and for once she used it as a weapon” The room was quiet, except for the soft flicker of candlelight dancing across Ellie’s bare skin. She sat on the edge of the massive clawfoot tub, a soft linen robe clinging to her damp body, her golden blonde hair cascading down her back like liquid silk. The faint croon of a jazz vinyl echoed in the background “My Funny Valentine” a sultry lull of

Carl glanced up casually, but his gaze was intense and possessive. Renee looked stunning in a crimson cocktail dress with a brown leather belt. Her porcelain skin and elegant figure caught everyone's attention. She wore a delicate platinum chain around her slender neck, its subtle sparkle seeming to emanate from her skin, captivating everyone. Mrs. Simmons, Yvette Williams, noticed Carl's gaze and set down her teacup with unnecessary force, causing a clink that drew everyone's attention. Adjusting her branded silk shawl, Yvette turned to Susanne with a polished smile, her narrow eyes betraying a hint of mockery.

"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.

Beta Eric pov. I hate that Colt forced me to come here. Even the team knows why he didn’t come. That it in fact didn’t have to do with business. He doesn’t want the she-wolves in this pack to throw themselves at him. I can’t say I don’t blame him. Ever since his mate died years ago. She-wolves have been after him and the power that comes with being his mate. They have even tried potions to make him think they are his second chance mate. Luckily his smart. He always has a white witch to check the bond’s legitimacy. Otherwise we would have ended up with a power hungry queen.

“Already soaked.” His tongue dragged a slow, deliberate stripe up her center—flat, hot, unhurried. Sienna’s hips jerked. A broken sound escaped her throat. Colt groaned against her, vibration shooting straight through her clit. He licked again—deeper this time—circling her entrance, then flicking her clit with devastating precision. Ax and Rafe watched. Silent. Hungry. Colt sucked her clit between his lips—hard—and she shattered. Two minutes. Maybe less.