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My library professor whose deep commanding voice made my thighs clench during lectures. The man I’d fantasized about bending me over these very tables and fucking me senseless until I can’t remember my name. I opened the book, and the dedication page read: For those who crave quiet darkness.” My breath hitched. I flipped to the next page and started reading. “She knelt before him in the silence of stacks, skirts pushed high, panties already soaked. “Read it out,” He ordered. “Every filthy word, while I taste how wet you’ve become for me.”

I kissed his neck, sucking marks that appealed to something deep within me, whispering praises between licks. “My perfect boy. You feel so good around my cock. Love how you squeeze me.” He clutched at me, legs wrapping around my waist, calling my name in hushed gasps, each one fueling the fire. Sweat slicked our skin, the air thick with our mingled breaths and the wet sounds of me thrusting into him. I angled to rub his prostate with every stroke, hand wrapping around his cock to stroke in time. “Come for me, baby, let me feel you milk my dick. You're doing so well.”

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

My body was so exhausted, so confused from everything that it had endured in these last five hours. As the tigress started to walk away, she gently leaned down and kissed me softly, leaving just a hint of cinnamon on my lips. “Thank you,” she whispered, and her hand drifted down my silk covered cheek as though wiping a non-existent tear away before turning to work her magic on some other helpless prey. My body was wrecked. There was no way that I could stand. I tried to lift myself from the table, but every time I did, I just started shaking. My body had quit on me, and I didn’t know what to do.

Saying it to Maya makes every part of my life sound deranged. “When I was twelve, Mom took me to a fortune teller in India. She told us I had a blood-moon curse.” Maya loosens her grip on the chair. “A what?” “A curse. During a blood moon, if I kiss someone, they’re supposed to become obsessed with me.” She stares. “Obsessed how?” “I don’t know. That was always the word.” “And your mother has been hiding you during blood moons because of this?” “Yes.” Maya drops into the chair. “How many?”

The wolf family was sent away with their lives, but the father felt insulted by her intervention and was bothered the entire day. Unable to hide his displeasure, he summoned her to his private court and accused her of adultery. Astonished, the mother tried bravely to defend her honor, but her fate was sealed even before she stepped foot in his court. When she attempted to beckon to his better nature, one that he did not possess, he flung her across the room where she was pinned by a tusk hanging from the wall. Her lifeless body was tossed into the woods, unburied and without her honour as a Luna. Since then, I have detested my father’s anger above all things.

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Zamin nodded at her question, and she carried on. "So? It's not necessary that they were in the same batch. Even if they were, there could be so many people in that batch," Zamin reasoned, not finding the connection. "Chachu and Khala know each other. I overheard them talking. Khala was asking Chachu when he started drinking tea, and Chachu was asking Khala about becoming a doctor. It seemed like they know each other well," Madiha recounted what she had witnessed earlier that evening, her mind racing through various scenarios until she had settled on the conclusion that Iman might be the girl Dabir loved.

She is an angel, and how mocking is it that I’m the devil? An inky darkness cloaks me as a dull ache spreads through my chest with one glance. My heart thunders against my ribs, amplifying the pain, and I can’t ever remember a time when it beat this hard before. So soft, fragile, and trusting. That’s how she appears, like a sleeping lamb in the pasture while the big bad wolf lurks at the edge of the woods. If only I was a better man, a man that wasn’t so dead set on revenge. Maybe things could be different?