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Then Ephraim says, almost gently, “Move in with me. You’re mine. I’m yours. Let’s make it official.” For a moment, he looks vulnerable, this brutal, scarred male laid bare for me. It makes me smile. I climb into his lap, brushing my lips against his. “Say that again. But persuade me better.” He smirks, voice dropping into a purr, and then his mouth crashes against mine. Soon we’re tangled in sheets again, his persuasion carving away my doubts, at least for tonight.

Emma stood up and looked at Max, who remained seated, watching her intently, intrigued by her next move. "Can I tell you a secret?" Emma said, smiling, her cheeks turning as red as a tomato, determined to share it. Max nodded. She leaned in closer to his ear. "I have a fantasy of doing it in a restroom stall for men." Just saying it out loud, confessing that fantasy, made Emma feel even more aroused than she already was. As she slowly pulled away, she remained close to his face. Max's breath caught, and he felt himself getting harder beneath his boxer shorts. He cleared his throat, noticing how his honey-colored eyes widened. He felt that magnetic force drawing him to her. "What is this? Jus

my dad said, I could feel his rage from here and I don't like that feeling so I just hung up. "Is it family again?" Amber asked sighing knowing the response "well I’m" I said trying to forget what happened a few minutes ago. I wore a knitted bear sweater, baggy jeans, and white sneakers. "Hey, studying the romance book by Arosh Tanjil, It’s good isn’t” a familiar voice said behind me, as I turned around I saw…Mattheo…I don’t know why I was expecting Xander. “You’ve read it before?” I asked as he nodded and my eyes widened a little “didn’t know boys read romance books” I murmured before continuing to read the book “hey I just wanted to say sorry for what happened on Sunday, I just don’t know

“My friend, I have news for you." Kristoff leant his head to the side. "Remember when I read that dairy of yours, which you hid well after, I might add. You mention nothing about a female, just this guy's body that you admired so much and his work out ethics." "So?" "So, you are gay but didn't even know it." "I'm not." Malcom scoffed, "your first instinct was to kiss me and never a girl. I never heard you speaking about a girl before or seen you talking to one, and you are enjoying what we do."

I stammered, my thoughts racing. "Shh," he whispered, his hand coming up to cover my mouth. "You're mine, Emma. I've claimed you. It's only right that I fill you with my seed." His voice was soothing, almost hypnotic, and the fear began to give way to something else, something dark and deliciously wrong.

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Anna just nodded and continued to train her eyes on the program book. I looked over at Emma; she looked calm, and her eyes were slightly on Ashley and Liam. Ashley and Liam sat close to each other while she was on the other side. “Hi Ashley, it looks like you are having a good time." Emma flashed Ashley a bright smile, a smile I suspected was fake. Ashley smiled back, holding and caressing my arm. "Yes, of course, I'm in the company of an Alpha male who is the dream man of every woman in the pack."

And went deeper into her, ravishing her as his eyes glittered with desire and held her breast as he went faster and faster, moaning and screaming out in pleasure. “I’m cumming, baby,” she cried, playing with her pussy, fingering it and moaning out loud. The dude went faster and faster, slamming into her as he groaned. I can’t believe I’m seeing this with my fucking naked eyes of the day. I cleared my throat, so they will notice I’m in the bathroom with them. Kristen saw me and was shocked. She quickly took her rope and covered herself while her boyfriend, or whoever he was, covered himself with his rope as well with annoyance.

And just like her, Ephraim couldn’t hide his admiration of me but unlike Erica his attraction wasn’t just physical. I didn’t have any idea why... I was a fûcking cruel man, I had killed his father and mother in front of his eyes, he should at least feel an iota of aversion toward me, even though they were the monsters in his story. But the man worshiped me like I was the God himself. I only freed him from his cruel parents who were using him for their animalistic pleasures and he had been with me ever since. I couldn’t leave his battered body behind in a house that had been destroyed by my men so I brought him with me. I had every intention of seeing him settled in one of the better foster h

It feels good, and I find myself resting more of my face in his hand. "Carson, " Emerson calls and I hum in response. "Sleep with me?" He requests and I stare down at our bodies. "We're sleeping right now. " I tell him, staring into his brown orbs and trying to uncover the truth behind them; I end up with nothing. Reading Emerson Ford when he closes off is probably one of the most– if not the most– difficult job to do in the entire world. If he isn't willing to pull down his walls, then there's no way for you to climb through.