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“You’re gonna burn her, aren’t you?” “I already lit the match,” I said. “She just doesn’t smell the smoke yet.” Kai chuckles, a spark shining in his eyes at the thought of her downfall. He hates her the most, especially after she filled his girlfriend's water bottle with pineapple juice, something she's allergic to. “God, I love it when you get like this.” The thing about my guys? They’re just as bad as I am. With them, there are no lines, no rules, absolutely no holds barred. We’ve been raised in this world where you either set the fire or choke on someone else’s smoke.

My mind spun, this was wrong, so fucking wrong — but my body was on fire, pussy dripping down my thighs as they worked me over. Victor broke the kiss, breathing heavy, lips wet. “On your knees, Ava. Time to start earning that debt back properly.” My legs felt like jelly as they guided me down onto the cool concrete floor of the garage, surrounded by their towering bodies, belts coming undone, zippers lowering. Their thick, veiny cocks sprang free and all of them huge, heavy, leaking monsters. Victor gripped my hair, guiding my mouth toward his throbbing length first…

[Gia’s POV] Damen’s tongue is driving me wild! Feeling the pressure build in my core I grab his thick blonde hair and sway my hips to feel more of him in me. Max is sucking the skin around my neck and collar bone, leaving a constant trail of tingles and sparks. His hard manhood is exciting my ass in ways that might be illegal. Sam’s skilled lips are on my left breast teasing and nibbling on my nipple. Watching Sam’s hand glide up and down his mammoth cock has more moans escaping my lips.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

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My heart raced, a frantic drum echoing in the silence, drowning out the remnants of my fears. I was no longer just Anya, lost and afraid; I was becoming something else, something powerful and unrestrained, as if I were shedding my skin to reveal a new, darker self beneath. His hands roamed my body with a possessive urgency, igniting flames of desire that seared through every nerve ending. Each touch felt like a brand, leaving a mark that I knew would never fade. “You want this,” he murmured against my lips, his voice thick with a dark satisfaction. “You want to be mine.”

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I blush while looking over at Raven who approaches me with a few books in hand. “What did you find?” I question while holding up a pair of shorts checking if they will fit. I smiled when I see Rebecca grabbing tank tops in colors, she knows I love. “I found a couple pregnancy books that look good, and I found this one of Viking stories it reminds me of Vaari,” Raven answers while showing me the books and I smile remembering Mummo Adaline and Vaari Jyrki always reading us stories. “They look good, thank you,” I smile while grabbing the story book and open it seeing that it looks like Mummo’s book or at least the illustrations do.

I glared at the man I thought I loved, my chest heaving. “I’m done,” I said coldly, turning on my heel. “Enjoy your secretary or whoever the fuck she is.” I stormed out, slamming the door behind me. My hands shook as I jabbed the elevator button. Tears spilled down my cheeks, but beneath the heartbreak, a different fire burned hotter than ever. The image of Daniel’s cock pounding into her was seared into my mind. My pussy was soaked, aching worse than it had all week. Fuck him. If he could get his dick wet, so could I.

“Ambassador Blackstone, I can fight as well as most in this room. Perhaps better, depending on the person we use for comparison. Then there’s experience with fighting and wars. I am sure you can appreciate the hard work and study I have put into my understanding and skills. Now why would something scare me silly like that? I’m afraid I don’t see the logic. If I can fight for my life and gut someone without flinching, why would anything you have to divulge to me have me in a fit of vapours?” “To be honest, Ambassador Gervais. I see you more as a child than I am fond of and concerned about. It is difficult to see you drenched in your enemy’s blood.” “I’m a vampire. It’s a hazard of our existen