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Tragedy Romance | Dubcon | Grief | Power Imbalance | Explicit Trigger Warnings: Dubious consent, grief-based emotional manipulation, explicit sexual content, rough handling, dominance/submission themes. . . . The rain was biblical...sheets of it blurring the mountain road, drowning the headlights. She should’ve stayed home. But Vesper Wynne didn’t know how to sit still anymore. Not since her sister died. She wasn’t watching the curves as she should’ve been, and by the time the second turn came, it was too late.

This kiss was different from all the kisses we had before. It was deep and passionate. It was as if he wanted to devour me. I felt his body's reaction, but I had no time to think about that at all. I was engrossed in the kiss, and my knees weakened. I had long forgotten about those people in the capital. All my heart and soul was on the man before my eyes. I had no idea how long it went on before James let go of me. His voice was husky as he said, "It's getting late. You should head to bed. Good night, Leah."

She tried to stay quiet, but small whimpers kept escaping. The pleasure was too much. Her legs shook harder, and her toes curled inside her shoes. Professor Kane looked up at her without stopping. His eyes locked on hers while his tongue worked her clit. That eye contact pushed her over the edge. She came hard, her body jerking on the desk. Her pussy pulsed around his fingers, flooding his mouth with more of her juices. He kept licking her through the orgasm, drawing it out until she was panting and trembling. When the waves finally slowed, he pulled his fingers out slowly and stood up. His mouth and chin were shiny with her cum. He wiped it with the back of his hand, then leaned in and kiss

ALEXANDER Jasmine slips her hand into mine as we walked to the stairs. “Have you met Dante Alacatara?.” Who the fuck is Dante Alacatara? “No... Why do you ask?.” i questioned, while confusion is visibly showing on my face. “Alexander, stop acting like an old school. Don't tell me you haven't met Dante Alacatara of 'fall for fire' season two.” GREAT! i'm now having movie discussions when they're a million and one things to talk about. So, fucking, great!.

She traced a lazy cross on his chest with a cum-slick finger. “That was only the beginning father Elias,” she whispered. “Tomorrow night we go beneath the church. The crypt. Where the old bishops rot. I want you to fuck me on their tombs until I scream loud enough to wake the dead.” She rose, letting his softening cock slip free with a wet sound. A river of their combined fluids followed, staining the altar cloth forever. Delphine dressed slowly, leisurely, licking her fingers clean while he watched from the altar, unable to move.

CHAPTER 41 The Deep Script Homework Mist-Space Orchard, timeless The salt-water-that-isn’t-wet swirls around my ankles, tugging like it’s curious. I’m still bleeding from the palm onto the black tablet, and the Deep Script is drinking it like wine. Dacia watches me, ancient eyes narrowed. I smirk inside my own head, loud enough for her to hear. Celeste (mental voice, deadpan): You know the whole “blood is thicker than water” thing?

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-TRACK 5- SEASON OF THE LEECH All the rumors about the dark ritual shit that went on in the recording studio were true. Camilla had offered us free reign over her extensive book collection, an invitation which Johnny took full advantage of. I bet he carted at least thirty tomes down to the studio. They weren’t top choices from the bestseller lists, either. These books were fucking ancient, dusty old things bound in cracked leather, and paper so thin it might crumble to dust if you breathed on it the wrong way.

Elena replied, her voice a soft baritone as she pulled him into a kiss that tasted of salt and future. In the human archives below the sanctuary, Dr. Elias Aris had made a discovery that would finalize the remodeling of the pack. He had uncovered a "Deep Sleep" protocol hidden within a corrupted sector of the old corporate servers. It contained the digitized memories of the very first shifters, the ones who had lived before the corporations began to harvest the Silver Crest for parts.