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“Oh my god, Cas!” He hummed against me, the vibration making me tremble. “Taste so fucking good. Better than I imagined.” His hands pinned my thighs open as he devoured me, two fingers back inside, fucking me while his tongue worked magic. I was close again already, whimpering and grinding against his face. “I’m gonna come—Cas, I’m—” The door clicked open. Damien stood there, eyes dark with lust as he took in the scene. Me, dress around my waist, tits out, legs spread with Cas’s face buried between them.

He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto hers with a savage, uncompromising hunger that completely shattered her remaining defenses. Grace let out a sharp, muffled sob against his lips, but she didn't pull away. The systematic isolation of the estate, the terrifying pressure of the corporate collapse, and the volatile, intoxicating friction between them collapsed into a single, desperate need. She opened her mouth beneath his, her tongue tangling with his in a fierce, aggressive rhythm that tasted of rain, expensive bourbon, and unadulterated dominance. She was clawing at his shoulders, pulling him closer as the raw chemistry consumed the empty room.

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

Something within her leapt to meet it. The darkness was grainy, empty — gilded in small pools by candlelight and the thin shafts of moonlight that penetrated the stained-glass windows. Rose smiled, feeling disappointed. Wishful thinking. Too many vampire novels. Anne Rice and Freda Warrington had a lot to answer for. Then the shadows moved. The breath caught in Rose’s throat. Her mouth went dry with anticipation even while a heady pulse ticked between her legs. ‘Come then,’ she said softly.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

Candles flickered around the room, casting dancing shadows over her body, and the scent of musk and vanilla filled the air. Her eyes, wide and filled with a mix of anticipation and fear, searched mine as I approached. I could feel the heat between us, the unspoken desire that had been simmering beneath the surface of our relationship. In this dream, the barriers between us were gone, and all that was left was raw, animal need. I was the Dom, and she was my eager submissive, ready to submit to whatever I desired.

Still clinging to the illusion that life was black and white, that desire could be filed away like paper in a drawer. Back in New Orleans, I was the girl people barely noticed. A bookworm with oversized glasses, more familiar with fictional romances than real ones. I hadn’t even kissed anyone properly, let alone... anything more. I thought sex was messy, uncomfortable, something to avoid. The thought of giving myself to someone... I mean, letting a guy inside me used to make my stomach twist, but not in a good way. And then I met Damian Holt. He was magnetic. Impossible to look away from. Tall, devastatingly handsome, with dark blue eyes that could burn straight through your soul. One glance

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Candlelight flickered between them. “Why did you come to my residence to cause harassment?” Jane leaned in, lowering her voice with purpose. “Point of correction — I came to your fake residence to tell your fake wife that I was still interested in being with you... my man.” Dominic’s jaw tensed. “Us no longer exists,” he said. “That chapter ended. We’ve moved on.” “I want us back. Please.” “Jane,” he said, voice firm, “stop. I don’t want to drag this. I invited you here for an adult conversation.”