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Seemed to also send the blood up there trailing down because I was so fucking hard right now. I instantly pushed a finger in, and in satisfaction, I watched the tears spring to her eyes before she bit down on her lip, biting back a moan. “Let this serve as a reality check, Jennita.” She softly whimpered again as I drove another finger inside before I slowly began thrusting inside of her, holding her down, even as her claws dug deeper into my back. The pain only stung but was quickly, soon enough, replaced by jolts of pleasure that traveled from my back, spreading to other parts of my body. “As long as I’m alive, you will always be under me. In rank, in superiority, I will always be above you

I was reborn, and I knew my place by her side, as her mate. Days went by and he still had not gotten his fangs, he became concerned. "It took me a while to get mine too." I frowned, remembering the day it happened. "So anger will help me turn?" he asked. "It could, but sex can too, if it's deep and primal." I smiled. This got his attention. He loved sex, especially with me. On Xanthea, all royal females are Sirens and are allowed to have harems of as many men and women as she chooses, This is their norm.

He followed moments later, his body going rigid, his groan deep and resonant as he filled me with his warmth. We lay there for a long time, the sheets tangled around us. He pulled me close, his arm draped over my waist. I closed my eyes, feeling the afterglow of the encounter, the peacefulness settling in. But the anonymous writer's words still echoed in my mind, a reminder of the fire that had been lit. I knew that I would never be the same, that the quiet, shy girl who had read the diary was gone. I was a woman who had discovered her own power, her own desires, against the backdrop of a rainy night in a strange apartment.

I spread them. Wide. Wider. Until my thighs are practically flat against the table and my pussy is completely exposed – every fold, every detail, glistening wet under the fluorescent lights. Jacob moves between my thighs and just looks. Studies me like I’m a problem he’s trying to solve. Then he lowers his face and licks. One long, flat stroke from my entrance to my clit. I moan – loud, too loud for a library – and Tyler’s hand clamps over my mouth.

She moaned lightly, her breath hot on my face. You know how to apologize to me, Yvette. I don't want your words right now. " I pushed her onto the bed, utilizing my lycan strength. She nodded, always willing to comply with my needs and lying underneath me. I examined her lovely face closely, and instead of seeing Yvette, I saw the stubborn but beautiful Princess Miatta.

If not… then maybe she was hit in the head so bad while fighting off the rogues out of this Kingdom that it made her stupid. Ahbaya raised her eyebrow and suddenly laughed. "Do I look like I'm kidding, Yael? I want you to have sex with me. And why do you seem so surprised? You’re an omega working in a brothel. Fucking women till their eyes roll on the back of their head is your job, isn't it?" Then she spoke again, breaking me off from my trance.

Derek Derek inquired, gently shaking her as he spoke. Yifa found herself struggling to comprehend the situation unfolding around her. Her thoughts were consumed by the disturbing realization that her own mate, her true mate, was engaging in intimate acts with another woman—acts that should have been reserved solely for her. They were engaging in sexual activity; there was no doubt in Yifa 's mind. Despite her naivety and innocence regarding such matters, she could unmistakably discern what she heard. The continuous moans emanating from Amaya made it painfully clear that Killian was providing her with undeniable pleasure—a pleasure that should have been exclusively reserved for Yifa .

“I chose you over Tilly, because Tilly is loud and nosy and stupid. She would sing everything she knew to the next guard that smiled at her. But you are quiet and observant. I like that.” She met my eyes in the mirror. “You won’t tell anyone, will you Yara?” I shook my head. “No, Luna Yulia. Never.” Her smile was slow and venomous. “Good girl. I see myself in you, you know. I was small once. I was a weak and silent omega, but I learned how to survive. Maybe you will too. But only if you learn well from me.” Then she walked to the bath and dipped her toes in. “Get out now, girl. Go and make yourself useful.”

Every subtle movement sends shockwaves of pleasure rippling through their body, making it difficult to focus on anything but the incredible feeling of being buried deep inside this forbidden woman. *"Holy shit, you feel amazing," *Y/N gasps, picking up pace as they begin to thrust in earnest. Each powerful stroke hits a spot within Stefanie that makes her cry out in delight, her inner muscles clenching around Y/N's shaft.* *"I want to make you cum so bad, Stefanie," *Y/N pleads, their voice raw with desperation.* "Show me how to make you squirt like those hentai girls. Please, teach me how to bring you to the edge and push you over!"*

My birth mother is not Silva but Arya, Queen of Vampires, and my father… I gulped hard, does that mean I'm not human? I'm both! A werewolf and a Vampire. A hybrid. A scene of my strange actions in the past flashed through my mind — one of me attracted to blood… “Oh my God, this can't be happening.”