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Genre: Erotic Romance / Contemporary / Mature (18+) / Short Read Tropes: One Night Stand / Hired Companion / Escort Fantasy / Threesome (MFM) / Strangers to Instant Chemistry / High-Stakes Seduction / Powerful Men & Submissive Woman / Luxury & Lust Tone: Seductive / Tension-Filled / Erotically Charged / Intimate / Fast-Paced / Mature & Explicit Chapter One Mara's black stilettos tapped the gleaming marble floor of the luxury hotel as she stood outside the penthouse door.

The more he moaned Cara's name, the more he pounded into Roxanne's mouth. Roxanne chocked, coughing when Eric finally released her after cumming heavily in her mouth, her mouth was filled with his cum which she greedily swallowed. "Leave," Eric growled zipping up his pants. She didn't want to leave just yet, she wasn't satisfied enough. "Don't you want me more than that woman who broke your heart? Am I not enough?" She swiftly unbuttoned her blouse, her naked boobs on display. She pressed herself to his chest hugging him. "I can satisfy you more than that woman."

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

My hand touched every part of her body it could reach as I moved more. “Anthony… Please.” She was breathless and shuddering under me. I lifted my head to look at her. Sandy was so beautiful it hurt. Her head was tilted back, and her eyes were shut from pleasure. I eyed every part of her, taking in the freckles on her cheeks, the flushed shade of red on her neck and the marks I had given her. I growled as the pleasure doubled at the sight of my bite marks. Something about it triggered more lust in me. I started to move a bit faster yet slow, making her gasp and moan.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

"I want... to be owned by you... as I have owned you. I want to feel the poison... of your skin... until there is nothing left of the Moretti name. Just... us." He grabbed her waist, his fingers bruising her skin, his strength a flickering, dying candle that refused to go out. He pulled her down, his mouth crashing against hers. The kiss tasted of salt, fever, and a desperate, terminal hunger. This was the "Explicit Erotic Romance" at its most visceral—a union occurring at the edge of the abyss.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

He waited through every tremor, every aftershock, letting her ride it out until the last flutter faded. Then slowly, he urged her legs to wrap around his hips. And began to move. Leisurely, he moved. Sensual. Deep, rolling thrusts that dragged every inch of him along her sensitive walls. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent, her sweat, arousal, and the faint trace of lavender shampoo from last night’s bath “Fuck, Charlotte… so hot… so tight… so wet…”

I murmured, holding onto him, trying to steady my racing heartbeat. “Sorry, my angel… but I think you’ve awakened a demon in me,” he whispered, pressing kisses along my neck as we slowly shed layers of clothing. My stomach did that fluttery thing it always did with him. His kisses always had thatahicak effect, leaving me wanting more. But for a split second, my mind drifted to Damien. Why him? Not now. I shook my head, trying to focus on Ray and the warmth spreading through me. Without warning, Ray put all his member into me. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure I felt afterwards. He paused, searching my eyes, and I tilted my head slightly, giving him permission to keep going.