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“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

Wolf throws my phone at his Beta, who plucks it from the air with ease. I can’t watch Fletcher scroll through the messages, a growl leaving his lips, only getting louder the more he reads. “I’ll skin the bastard alive.” Damon joins him, taking the phone from his hands, his anger mixing with the other males in the room. The acidic taste from their energy is so heavy, I can barely swallow. Letting my feet guide me, I walk over to Xander, burying my face in his chest, inhaling his scent and trying not to let the exhaustion consume me. My desire to be next to him is getting more intense by the day.

I arched my hips up towards his touch, another moan on my lips even as his voice messed with my head. "I want to spank you so hard you won't be able to sit for days. Then I'll fuck you on all fours until you remember who owns you, Astrid." I wanted to tell him that I was only his surrogate and he didn't own me but I couldn't make myself say anything that could end this pleasure I was feeling. Then Alpha Jaxon pulled his fingers out of me suddenly and straightened looking down at me with a smug smile. "But before I touch you, you'll have to read a book to me. One that I approve of. If you please me, I might just let you come."

⚠️This chapter contains mature scenes such as sexual matters so please read with caution. Riley Ochoa The silence was thick. I could hear every breath they took, my heartbeat grew louder by the minute while they just stared at me, my eyes closed as I was too embarrassed to accept the fact that I had three sexy men looking down at me. I gasped a little in surprise when a hand gripped one of my breasts, making my eyes shot open to look at the culprit. Xavier. He was leaning on the bed with one knee, his other hand holding himself up while his right hand massaged my boob.

He has an eyebrow cocked and glances down to my balled hands. “You have touched a nerve, brother!” Xander mutters as he swans back in the room. “Maybe she will be brave enough to hit you.” Jaxon’s eyes raise back up to meet mine. I was trying so hard not to blink. I knew the moment I did, the tears would spill. He reaches a hand towards my face and I recoil, making him frown. “It wasn’t just anyone was it? A man did something to you.” He mutters, his voice is low, angry or maybe annoyed

But still, I strived hard to reach it. I was about to give up when I saw someone's hand get the book I wanted. The veins in his hands are evident which made me conclude that the person behind me right now is a male. I turned around, but my lips parted as Raxon and I met. His eyes are dark and so intimidating. His height is overtowering me and his muscular body made me feel like a vulnerable child in front of him. I feel so .. weak.

I stretch, wincing at the ache in my muscles, and realize I'm naked beneath the blankets. A hand slides across my waist. "Good morning, Luna." His voice is rough with sleep, but the words send a shiver down my spine. I turn to face him. Xander lies on his side, propped on one elbow, his gray eyes studying me with an intensity that makes my stomach flip. His chest is bare, broad, dusted with silver hair that matches the streaks in his dark mane. "I'm not used to waking up next to anyone," I admit.

he taps the third, a devious smile growing on his face, "is what I bet Xavier is like in bed." "Josh!" My entire face is red now. I pull the books away from him as laughter escapes his lips once again. "Read it and tell me if I'm right. I'll win twenty bucks from Zay if I am!" I throw another pillow at him. He dodges it with his knee. "Okay, okay! It might be okay for you to skip a day of training but unlike your man, my man will kick my ass if I don't go at least part of the day." I nod, looking back at the cover of the books. Two of them have couples embraced in some way, holding the other. One in a kiss while the other is just a passionate hug. The third, however, only depicts a woman. He

Christian stated, giving the file back to him. “Of course, sir. Thank you so much and I wish you a happy married life ahead,” The man said, and they shook hands with each other. “Thanks and I hope we will have a great time working together,” Christian said and then the man left the café. Christian decided to spend some time reading the book, so he started reading again while taking the sips from his coffee, but some incidents in the book felt awfully familiar to him as if it has happened with him before and few times he felt as if the antagonist part described his character, and this created another series of questions in his mind.

He sighed. "I am not mad at you, mia anima. Far from it. I want to hold you close." He implored. With Anna, less than a foot from him and he gently hauled her and carefully arranged her on his lap, both her legs neatly tucked on his right thigh. "I want you to tell me about this man." He showed her what he was reading. She blanched, her eyes widened in fear. "I swear, Xander. It's not true. I am not that man's mistress." She tried to get up but he held her down firmly.