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he whispered, his voice a seductive blend of authority and lust. I bit my lips. "I don't throw around suggestions lightly, Daddy." . As the water cascaded over us, the room filled with the heady scent of steam and desire. Dax's fingers traced patterns on my skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. The sensation sent delicious shivers down my spine, and I couldn't help but arch into his touch. We kissed, our breaths mingling with the rhythmic noise of the shower. Lost in the dance of passion, I moaned wantonly, my hands exploring his inked body as his hands moved with purpose, exploring every curve and slit, making me all wet.

Damien As I walked out of the room, her scent clung to me like a haunting melody, weaving through every breath I took. It was intoxicating—the touch of her sweet cunt, her maddening essence that lingered on my skin, in my lungs, in my head. Her taste, the way her lips, soft and plump, were pleading to be devoured. Her breathless whispers, her delicate body trembling under my touch—it was all too much. And yet, somehow, I’d found the strength to pull away.

“Wait...so you didn't believe me until now?” Arya asked coldly. She thought someone had finally believed her and then she heard that from his mouth. She really can't trust anyone. “You can't blame me, Arya.” Ryker glanced at her with a sigh as he said that. “And why can't I?” She refuted asking another question. “We have zero romantic relationships and this-” He paused as he pointed at both of them, “Is all business, a relationship between partners, where we both help each other when needed.”

She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago. As if she hadn't just signed a contract to publicly date someone for the sake of revenge. Damien emerged alongside her, decked out in a midnight-blue suit that matched the storm brewing in his eyes. Without a glance in her direction, his hand instinctively reached for hers, and their fingers intertwined. The crowd erupted into a buzz of excitement. "Mr. Cole! Is this your new girlfriend?" "Miss Vale, any comment on the engagement rumor?" Stopping briefly, Damien adjusted the cuff of his sleeve and responded smoothly,

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Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky. DAMN IT!-I cursed inside my head. My feisty but no doubt very alluring fiancee was using her charm and beauty to distract me. Sadly though I knew what she was doing, she was succeeding. I was aware that she tried to ran away because she was jealous of Lolla. I would have done the worst if I were in her shoes. But the thought that she wanted to break the engagement and leave me made me want to be really violent. Though I was softening a little, I really needed to make my point come across so she would not do anything like that ever again. Next time she would attempt to do so, I knew I would do the unthinkable.

Since we had already crossed that line, there was no point in holding back now. "Did you miss me, or did you miss my body?" He truly seemed famished every time we met. He smirked, pressing his lips against my neck and nipping at the skin. I arched my back, feeling a wave of sensation. "Ah. Stop." I frowned slightly, trying to endure the stimulation he was providing. "I missed both. Sex comes from love, and only you can fill my hungry stomach. Only you. You have no idea how wonderful you are, sweetheart."

I'm guessing he sacrificed his sweet tooth for sexual appeal. ‘'I’m pretty certain it's a lot deeper than that, Roch.’ My wolf, Meava, snorted. I blinked, surprised to hear her speak. Unlike most wolves, Meava was very weak. So weak that she couldn't manage a transformation and remained dormant most of the time. She rarely spoke so this was a pleasant surprise. “Mom made omelettes too,” I told him. “He could have that with toast.” “Fair enough,” Evander nodded, serving himself a pancake and I did the same with some syrup. The way his eyes lit up after the first bite was simply phenomenal. A soft moan fell off his lips as he munched and my cheeks stained pink with secondhand embarrassment.

He tastes like adrenaline and defiance, like everything I shouldn’t want. His lips move against mine with a desperation that borders on violent, and for a second, I forget why I ever hated him. For a second, there’s no Noah, no revenge, no secrets. Just fire in my veins and the boy I swore was my enemy kissing me like I’m the only thing keeping him alive. He groans into my mouth, the sound low and rough, and I nearly break. My body aches with want, my chest tight with the terrifying realization that I’m not faking this. I’m not pretending.