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The ache blooming low in my stomach like something sacred had been ruined, rebuilt, and claimed as his. The bruises haven’t surfaced yet. But I feel them coming. And I want them. God help me, I want them. He didn’t just fuck me. He dismantled me—slowly, deliberately, with that voice like smoke and steel, and hands that didn’t ask. They took. They owned. Nathan Cross is built like sin wrapped in precision. That chest—solid and unforgiving—pressed to my back while he whispered filth into my ear. Those hips—moving like he had all the time in the world to make me scream his name.

Now I would claim him in return. "I'm sure," I whispered. Cross leaned down, his lips finding mine in a gentle kiss that quickly deepened into something more urgent. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his body. The heat of him seeped through my clothes, warming my skin. My hands moved to his shirt, fingers fumbling with the buttons. Cross helped me, shrugging the fabric from his shoulders to reveal the muscled chest beneath. Scars marked his skin—evidence of battles fought and won.

The guys might not be with me then, we might have become strangers by then but I still want to do it and I will. "Bethany, you sell yourself too short. I assure you that whatever you put out will be good. You seem to forget that you have earned yourself a loyal reader base. They will read what you put out and I am sure it will be good. Hit me with a little preview." She told me excitedly. I smiled. "It's a reverse harem. Three guys, one woman, werewolf, and a lot of erotics." I told her. I blushed when I spoke about the erotic contents of the book. I already know there will be a lot. I have had more sex in the past two weeks than I have had in my whole twenty-nine and half years before I met

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she said drawing her top over her head, but Danté stood up lifting her, turned her and opened the door. "I said, maybe next time" he sneered at her and closed the stall. Xena sighed and dressed again, maybe she saw too much in him? She found him attractive but she had to admit she also chose to be a huntress, therefore love may not be permitted, so even if she knew him for years and now started seeing him as a man, she couldn't help be haunted that this was the only thing that would happen between them, sex, and nothing else. She left the stall and found her seat next to him again, drinking on his bottles, soon he'll be a wreck, will the Cross even allow him to continue if he finally breaks?

I love all my readers and I want to do better for all of you. But hey, I have another book coming up. It's a YA/ Teen Romance this time, only you'll find werewolves running the school campus in this new world I created. You can search it up on Goodnovel and just type in "ALPHA HUNTER". Oh, it's a world where only a few hybrids are found too. Let me know your thoughts in the comments, and don't hesitate to leave gems, if you'd like. ;) See you on my next adventure with Ava and Hunter! Best, Alora~

He snatched up his duffel bag from the floor by the door and darted straight into the bathroom before Marcus could say another single syllable. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Guys, can you leave comments ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ idk if you like the book or not, 🥲. If you don't like me writing notes I'll shut up. 🫠 (btw who wants a spoiler)

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Pain shoots through my bones, and tears pierce the corners of my eyes. I hear footsteps coming from the hallway, but before I know it, the bitch is on the floor too, screaming and writhing. Ares appears and only takes in the scene in one flimsy second before stalking closer to us. He doesn’t rush to our aid. Instead, he looks at me accusingly. “What did you do, Annika?” Ares questions, positioning himself between me and her. I shake my head exasperatedly, hoping that this time, he believes me. But hope has been nonexistent since I got married to Ares Brooker. "Nothing," I answer through clenched teeth. "She pushed me."

The bricks scraped against my bare skin, but the pain only added to the exquisite pleasure. Over Alex's shoulder, I watched the silver-haired man step out of the shadows, his eyes alight with lust as he approached, before reaching out, he touched Alex's shoulder, silently asking to join. Alex's eyes never left mine, but his hand reached back, taking the offered appendage, and with a twist of his wrist, he pulled the man closer.