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Cassie chuckled, her gaze lingering on Sarah. Sarah turned back to the counter, pretending to wipe something that wasn’t there. Cassie leaned in, her voice dropping, conspiratorial. “So? Did you do the deed yet?” Sarah nearly dropped the rag. Her face went from flushed to blazing. “What? No! Absolutely not!” The thought alone made her heart race. “Really?” Cassie looked genuinely shocked, her brows arched high. “You’re telling me you’ve got Jax Reaper Reed kissing your soul outta your mouth and you haven’t gotten naked yet?”

His movements become more frantic, less controlled. “Look at me,” he demands, his voice cracking. I open my eyes, meeting his stormy gaze. We’re both wrecked, tears streaming, breaths coming in harsh gasps. In that moment, as the climax rips through us both, it’s not just a physical release. It’s an explosion of every pent-up ounce of love, hurt, and desperate want. I cry out, a raw, broken sound, as the waves crash over me. He follows with a choked, shuddering groan, his body slumping over mine as he spills himself deep inside. He collapses, his weight heavy and familiar, his face buried in my hair.

He groaned deeply, burying himself inside me as he followed, spilling into me with a broken curse. We stayed like that, breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat and blood and heat while a dead body in the pool of his own blood stayed on the floor watching us fuck. When he finally pulled back, reality crashed in. The body. The blood. The mess. I slid off the counter, legs weak, heart heavy. “I hate you!” I said quietly. Damien looked at me, wounded in more ways than one. “I know,” he replied.

8 AMBER “You deserve to have your heart feel like it’s being ripped out of your chest repeatedly, to the point you feel numb and hollow. To put through repeated emotional torture. To feel like every day, somebody’s strangling you and causing all of the oxygen to knock out of your body, to the point you can barely breathe anymore… But just as you think you’re about to die, thinking they’re about to kill you, and thinking they’re about to put an end to your misery… They let you go. They stop strangling you. Putting you through repeated fucking torture.”

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

I gasp as my forehead meets his hard chest, my heart thumping in my chest. He pulls my hair painfully as he tilts my head upwards before his lips slams to mine and I'm gasping for air as he steals my breath away when he sucks on my lip, moving from the lower one to the upper one and again. I thrash in his hold, my books scattering to the floor of the elevator as Damien presses my jaw firmly but not painfully as he slips his tongue into my mouth, searching for mine. And then, he sucks my tongue, hard. Painful.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

The night became a blur of tangled sheets, heated kisses, wandering hands, whispered names, and breathless moments in the dark. Everything about Mateo felt intense. The way he touched her. The way he looked at her. The way he paid attention to every reaction she gave him like it mattered. Nothing felt rushed. Nothing felt careless. And somehow that made the entire night feel even more dangerous emotionally. Because this was not supposed to mean anything. It was supposed to be one reckless mistake. One moment of weakness. But sometime later, while lying against Mateo’s chest in the quiet darkness, Camila realized something terrifying.

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Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)