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He held her down, ensuring every drop stayed buried deep, their bodies locked in sweaty, trembling union. As the aftershocks faded, Elina collapsed onto his chest, her breath ragged. "I love you," she whispered softly, breaking the rule only in this tender aftermath. Francis pulled her closer, his arms wrapping around her possessively. He kissed the top of her head, inhaling the musky scent of their shared passion. "I know," he murmured, his voice softening for the first time. But even in this moment of quiet, the fire between them simmered, ready to ignite again.

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!”

His jaw was tight as always, but there was something softer behind his words, something almost uncertain. “You can be free too, Romeo,” I said with a small shrug. “It shouldn’t be that hard for someone like you to have a casual relationship.” He glanced at me but didn’t interrupt, so I kept going. “I’m not looking to fall in love,” I added plainly. “I’m not trying to bond myself to someone for the rest of my life. I just want attention and great sex. Nothing complicated.” I lifted a hand, ticking off my points as if I were laying out the rules to a very simple game.

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Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

I said, walking to the bed and grabbing the book out of his hands. He chuckled. "Whatever makes you sleep at night." He said. "It's not porn, it's Romance....when two couples love each other and then..." I trailed off, looking for the right words that wouldn't be used against me. "And then what?" He arched a brow. "Fuck each other?" A smile formed on his face and he sighed. "Don't put it that way." I glared at him and he chuckled, pulling me down the bed. "You have a crazy friend." He mumbled.

"Tell me about the book you were reading. What is it about?" P**n. Flushing, I bite my lip "It's a romantic story" and by romance, I mean a girl getting railed by three men at once. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd gotten to the spicy part. She was finally going to sleep with all three of them together. Lucky bitch. "Ah, you're a romantic then?" Anti-romantic. People who say they're in love are full of shit. I believe in power, loyalty, and money.

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

“Alright, just a kiss. That’s all I’m offering.” Roman scoffed. “Why are you doing this, Ruby?” “Take it or leave it.” I shrugged. He tilted his head, pretending to consider. “What about a kiss and a touch?” “Not at all, Roman. Just a kiss.” “A kiss and two boobs?” He grinned. I laughed. “Seriously, Roman?” “A kiss, a touch, and two boobs.” He was grinning wider now. “Not a chance.” I scoffed. Roman held up his hands in mock surrender. “Alright, alright. A kiss and one boob, then.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s true. Men think wiggling their eyebrows at us or doing what you were doing is sexy, but really, it isn’t, especially when you’re dressed like that.” I shrug and slump on the bed next to her. “I just thought it was romantic, you know?” She leans over to the side of the bed and pulls out a romance book from under the pillow. “Use this. It’s the best manual for what girls really like.” I take the book and study the cover. A man is kissing the neck of a woman whose blouse is slightly off her shoulder. “Blah,” I say and toss the book to the side. I actually think I’ve read it before.