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And somehow, in the span of minutes, he’d slipped right through them. And it scared him. Because Ethan knew, somewhere deep in the part of him that never lied, that Tim Dorian had become the very thing he wasn’t supposed to want. His forbidden temptation. And God help him, he was falling. Falling hard, deeper than he dared to understand.

Before someone sees me, like I was an embarrassment that needed to be cleaned up before it stained their reputation. I looked at Dante standing by that window with his arms crossed and his eyes cold. I looked at Mateo with his guilty face and his gentle voice telling me to leave. And I saw it so clearly it nearly killed me. While I'd been falling in love and counting down the days and building a future in my head, they'd been enjoying forbidden sex with the step-sister they were never going to choose. I was the thrill. The taboo. The dirty secret that made them feel alive.

Before Nelly—the woman of seduction—no man could avoid the snare of temptation. In Yassin and Leila’s chalet, Leila lay on the floor with Adel over her, having sex without pause, pleading for mercy, heedless of his friendship with Yassin. Desire blinded him, turning him into a raging beast who saw nothing but Leila’s naked body beneath him. When Adel’s lust finally ebbed, he straightened slowly, exhausted, gulping air, and sat beside her, resting his head against the sofa, staring at the ceiling. “Why did you do this, Adel?” Leila asked.

She let Nelson's hands explore every inch of her body, her inhibitions melting away like ice in the heat of summer. As the night progressed, Victoria found herself losing all sense of time and space. She was no longer the meek Victoria Morgan, but a force of nature, reveling in the ecstasy of their forbidden passion. Nelson's touch was like a drug, coursing through her veins, addicting her to the pleasure she had been denied for so long. His hands moved to her hips, teasing her until she felt his hot breath at the vee of her sex. Victoria's fingers clenched the dark curls of his hair. Her hips practically bucked off the bed at the thought of what he was about to do.

The next was his pants, sliding down, and shortly followed by his thong. My push clenched and unclenched as I imagined that thickness inside of me, filling me and tethering me inside and out. They were bigger than I'd imagined and were glistening with precum, prompting more juices to escape my core. "Was it like you imagined?" He asked, eyes glinting with smugness like he knew exactly what was going through my mind. I shook my head slowly, and a frown descended on his thick brows. "It's not?" He growled, the sound guttural, causing a sizzling sensation to surge through me. God, this man was a walking temptation.

“I told you already. I’m not claiming you.” Kai frowned. “You say that now.” “I mean it.” Kai studied him carefully. Adrian’s expression didn’t change. “You’re not even a little tempted?” Kai asked. Adrian was silent for a moment. Then he answered honestly. “Yes.” Kai blinked. “Well… that’s reassuring.” Adrian’s gaze softened slightly. “But temptation isn’t the same as control.” Kai leaned his head back against the pillar. “You’re putting a lot of faith in that.” Adrian shrugged.

"I . . . I couldn't. It was forbidden. If I . . . If I ever . . . I would have been banished." Adom let his fingers run over Win cheek, bringing his face back towards the Devil . Their eyes met and Adom took in the slight glassiness of his eyes and the shuttered breathing. Even in love, this Angel was still restrained—Angel but in control. He could have used magic to further force the issue. Adom wanted sex . . . He wanted sex with Win. He wanted to spend hours riding this Angel and drawing out their pleasure until he thought of nothing but Adom.

“So I’m going to have my fill of them now.” Adele blushed as she flattened her lips, smacking me lightly. But she didn’t fight as I reached under her to undo her bra, then pulled it off her. Immediately, I was attacking her breasts with my hands, my lips and tongue. I suckled on one nipple, tugging on the other with my fingers, then switched, and had her body writhing under me really soon. “Liam,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “Please.”

I muttered under my breath, directing a furious glance at him and then I stormed out of the room without another word, before something even more stupid happened. What was wrong with me? I hated him. I hated how I didn’t feel in control around him. I hated everything he represented but I could not deny the sensual attraction my body had had towards him just then. Asides that, he was my freaking stepbrother. I wasn't about to start a forbidden cycle of incest. Wait…I'm going too far. I'd rather die than allow anything to happen between us. With everything that took place, I needed fresh air. The walls of the house felt like they were pressing in on me, squeezing all the oxygen out of my lungs

“You’re going to be so full of my cum by the end of summer you’ll still feel me when I’m gone.” I came again, clenching around him, pulling him over the edge with me. We fell asleep tangled together, bodies slick, hearts racing. This was forbidden, addictive and perfect for us, I was not ready to stop… yet.