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Within a minute, a user with a DemonHunter_Official avatar replied: "Filter my ass! That's an incubus bloodline awakening. Judging by the curvature of that tail — RUN. This one's clearly in heat. Stay any longer and he'll drain you dry!" Drain you dry. I stared at those three words, hair standing on end. Silas was a male incubus. My husband was not the celibate, self-controlled ice sculpture I'd thought. He was actively, desperately craving me. Throat dry, I set down my phone and went downstairs for a glass of cold water to clear my head. But the moment I reached the kitchen, a scent — cold cedar laced with something sickly sweet — engulfed me. Before I could react, a shadow descended.

But from the other side of the hall came the stifled crying of one of the women. I followed the sound with my eyes. Not far off, a young couple clung tightly to each other. The husband a vampire, the wife a human, just like us. When the attack came, that vampire husband had pulled his wife into his arms almost before it began. And even with the danger past, he still hadn't let go. He bent to kiss her forehead, murmuring comfort to her over and over. “It's over now.” “Don't be afraid. I'm right here.”

Sabrina’s husband? Coral was instantly stunned. “She…she doesn’t have a husband, she’s a slut. She has been fooling around with men for more than ten years, so surely there’s nobody out there who would want to be her husband… You... What's your name?” As Coral asked these questions, blood kept gushing out from the wound on her chest. By now, she was already numb to the pain. She didn’t even realize that she was basically on death’s door. Instead, she continued looking at Sebastian.

Maybe this was an opportunity to get him to touch her. They had not had sex in roughly a year and a half. She hated how much effort it took to look like she wasn't begging at this point. Dorian entered the room, but he was on the phone. He had not even looked at her. “No, if the partners can’t manage the deposit by Monday, then I’ll take the meeting myself. I said what I said.” Cassia pressed her lips together as she waited for him to notice she was standing braless. Her husband looked the same as always, impeccably dressed in a navy suit with his tie loosened and his blond hair slicked back.

A sudden shove against the wall made me jump then I heard Tom, “Oh, I will. Turns me on that she’s in the next room while I’m in here about to ravage you.” “If only she could hear it. Hear us. That I’m the one who has her husband’s heart and soul. Not her.” “You do, baby. You absolutely do.” Tom chuckled shamelessly. They whispered between what I could only imagine were the wild kisses that I hadn’t felt in years. Then came the rhythm I knew all too well. Moans. Skin thrashing against each other. Labored breaths. It was happening. Right now. Tom. My husband. Was inside her.

They slide down our bodies, hands roaming and he covers me in passionate kisses. We make love on the couch in the living room. After that, we take a hot shower together and we lie, wrapped in a warm blanket. The dawn is breaking and we talk about before, the time we missed spending together. I tell him everything about Conor, too. “It was never a real marriage. But he made sure everyone believed it. I started asking him for a divorce as soon as I had more money. And then he began refusing. “ I rest my head against Dominic’s chest and feel his muscles shift as I say this.

Her fingers trembled as the door creaked open, revealing a sight that seared itself into her soul. Stacy's hands flew to her mouth, desperately attempting to stifle the gasp that tore through her lips. The room spun before her eyes, blurring the image of her husband, Nathan, and Rita entwined on their matrimonial bed. Their naked bodies formed an undeniable truth that shattered the world Stacy once knew. Tears, fueled by a storm of anguish and disbelief, flooded Stacy's vision, blinding her to the room and its inhabitants. Her body, betrayed by her own shattered illusions, threatened to collapse beneath the weight of the truth she could no longer deny.

I arched my body when I felt his teeth gently bit the sensitive spot there. My body suddenly felt hot all over. What was this man doing to me? "You're so sweet, Claire…" I shivered when I felt his hot breath on my skin. I shut my eyes. I felt like getting tickled with every kiss and bite Adam was doing on my body. "Oh, God. Please don't stop." I whimpered. From his hair, my hand moved to his body. I pressed both of my hands on his chest. God. I wanted him. "Can you feel it?" Adam pressed his hard body on mine. I felt the bulging of his maleness on my stomach. It was hard and huge. Something warm and hot traveled my whole body.

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They will rape Nadya in their minds. I am Nadya's husband. Only I can enjoy her beauty. After that, they will make Nadya as character of (y/n) in an erotic fanfiction on Pattpad. I've seen fanfiction they made about me, and it's disgusting. "Erwin, look. You are trending in switter."