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He tried to stay quiet, but another moan slipped out before he could stop it. “Ahh… fuck… Damien—?” Damien didn’t answer with words. He just groaned against Elias’s hole and pushed his tongue deeper, licking inside him with wet, obscene sounds. One of his big hands was gripping Elias’s ass cheek, spreading him open while he feasted. Elias’s face burned. His hips twitched helplessly. *He’s insane. He has to be a psychopath. Who the fuck wakes someone up by doing this?* But fuck, it felt good. Too good. The wet heat of Damien’s tongue, the way he was licking him like he was starving, had Elias’s cock leaking steadily onto the sheets.

"He’s trying to fix the lights. He thinks he’s going to come up here and find his perfect, sweet wife waiting for him in bed. He has no idea how filthy you really are, does he?" I should scream. I should fight. But the feel of him, the weight, overwhelming size of him compared to my husband, is doing something traitorous to my body. My pussy gives a violent, wet throb, a wave of heat crashing over me that has nothing to do with the storm. The taboo of it is like a drug. I'm kneeling in the rain, holding my husband's twin brother’s cock, while my husband is just two floors away. "Look at me, Emily," Gabriel commands, his voice dropping to a low, dominant growl.

Now it’s abandoned, forgotten by everyone except those who know where to look. I shift back to human form and pull my dress on, then approach the cabin. The door is open. Candlelight flickers inside. My breath catches. Damon’s here. And he’s prepared. I step inside and my heart melts. He’s lit candles everywhere, making the dusty old cabin feel almost romantic. There’s a blanket spread on the floor with pillows, and he’s standing in the center of it all, wearing jeans and nothing else. His chest is bare, muscled and perfect. His dark hair is messy like he’s been running his hands through it. And his eyes—his eyes are molten gold, his wolf right at the surface.

Carina lay in bed, her body already aroused from the hours she had spent reading the erotic novel she had recently brought. Feeling the dampness between her thighs as she read the passionate sex between the leads, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan imagining what it would be like to be the female lead. She ended the book at the point where the male lead let out a lewd growl as he cummed inside the female lead’s hole.

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?

“Or am I the only one who sees you for what you really are? A creature of fire and darkness, just like me.” Her silence was deafening, her trembling a melody only I could hear. I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. “Hell isn’t something you fear, Sabrina,” I whispered. “It’s something you become.” Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she leaned into me, as if seeking comfort in the very thing that had shattered her. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush against me. “Do you understand now?” I asked, my tone gentler, almost soothing. “There’s no escaping this. No escaping me. We’re bound, you and I. Fire and shadow. Heaven and hell.”

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I groaned with my stiff member grinding against Sera’s abdomen. I urged her to lie down on the desk and spread her legs in an M shape giving me full view of the her sweet parts. My lustful gaze was concentrated on her vagina imagining a million ways in which I would make her cum tonight. Sera, who was looking up to the ceiling, was waiting patiently for some sweet loving and I obeyed. With a crackling sound, I opened a bottle of lubricant and the sweet scent of rosemary permeated the air. My two large hands stained with lubricant slithered on her skin from under the skirt moving upwards to her aroused nipples and that earned me numerous moans.