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he hums as I trace a swirl with my finger, ever so lightly. I look up at him, and he reaches and grips my hair before thrusting into my open mouth. I swirl my tongue and he thrusts. Then he tells the story. “I had just turned eighteen and was excited to go to a fae club. They don’t follow human age restrictions on alcohol, nor do they follow drug restrictions. Everywhere I looked people were making out and eating delicacies while sipping wine. Mushroom tarts and pate on bannock rounds were the main fare, and I partook freely along with the heathered wine. I didn’t realize that human psilocybin and amanita were mixed into the foods, not until it overtook me with heat and a high that had me dr

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At least, for now, I want to pretend everything is still alright. I step out of the kitchen and through the corridor to the living room. "Would you like any snacks with—" I gasp halfway through my question, nearly dropping the tray. Rhys is holding a familiar book in his hand. I instantly know what it is, but I stubbornly hope he didn’t read it. That thought flies out the window when he opens his mouth. "You have quite the imagination, Kira Davidson."

Elena disappeared back into the crowd before I could complain further, and I was left alone to nurse the drink while I scrolled through my phone. Five minutes later, I finished it, ten minutes later, the room felt warmer and fifteen minutes later, the floor felt strangely soft beneath my feet, and my stomach dropped. Something wasn’t right. I hadn’t had nearly enough alcohol to feel like this. The light blurred, voices echoed, and my pulse hammered. A cold knot formed in my chest. Someone had fucking messed with my drink, and before panic could fully settle in, a loud cheer erupted from the centre of the room. “Truth or Dare!” I heard Elena yell out, and everyone yelled in excitement. Soon,

“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?” I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified. “Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”

The next morning, Faye worked up to a note saying ' Had a great time last night' she was alone on the bed, that is one of the numerous reasons she doesn't usually do hookups. It was just a one night thing, no strings attached, just one night of fun. She walked herself home since she didn't come with her car, it is such a waste that the guy she had mind blowing sex with left her even though she was so beautiful and alluring. No doubt he was good, too good. She had the best sex of her life with a complete stranger,she didn't feel force instead she was pampered. She entered her house and met her mother already awake doing the laundry. she walked in straight to shower, change her clothes and sta

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Marcel moves closer to her slowly. “I want the same as you, the werewolves out of the witches’ lives. Alaric out of our home, Willow gone and no longer in control! They plan to get the vampires on their side and destroy the Monventla. I am the only person who knows where the book is; the spells are within it.” Marcel nods, sitting down. “What book might that be? The witches lost all of their written manuscripts centuries ago.” He looks at her waiting, Dan still stood on guard.