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The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

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“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

Ace explained. "Ok." Lainey agreed. She wanted no part of that. Some of her favorite romance books to read were Biker Romances. She had no idea how real or made up they were. But normally people got their ideas from somewhere, right? They walked through the main room which was oddly clean and spacious. She figured for a bunch of guys it would be dirty and beer cans or bottles everywhere. A lot of the stories she read were like that. But then she remembered, they were all retired military.

"It's just this once, and it's the weekend. I already slept at your place, so why don't we both feel good?" It was hilarious how much rationality she was putting into this. Katharina's triple IQ was at work, and gazing at him under her long lashes, she got down on her knees and pulled down his zipper, parting her lips, "You teach Romantic Movement. Isn't it about not letting society dictate what we should do? I'm twenty-five, and you already jerked off with my panties." And he could say something else, she pulled down his underwear, her nipples hardening as he sprang out hard, thick and fucking long.

I shuddered as he pulled me closer, his fingers threading through my hair. His touch burned, but it wasn’t the heat of love. It was the heat of domination. Of control. I didn’t want to admit it—but I felt something stir inside me, something that made my skin crawl and my chest tighten. It wasn’t just fear. It was something darker. Something terrifying.

I was moaning between them, completely lost. They took turns with me for what felt like forever. Sienna’s soft, seductive kisses. Knox’s rough, dominant ones. Ryder’s intense, controlling style. Blair’s playful, teasing kisses that always left me smiling and breathless. Hands roamed freely under my shirt, squeezing and pinching my breasts. Fingers traced my thighs and gripped my ass. At one point, Blair slipped their hand down the back of my jeans, squeezing my bare ass while Knox rocked me harder against his cock.

“Brady… you’re amazing. But I can’t. I’m sorry.” He looked disappointed but smiled softly. “I understand. Still friends?” “Still friends,” I said, hugging him quickly. The second I stepped inside the apartment, Alexander was on me. He pulled me against the door, kissing me possessively, hands already sliding under my dress. “Did he touch you?” he growled, fingers finding my soaked panties. “Just a hug,” I gasped as he shoved two fingers inside my creamy pussy. “But I was thinking about you the whole time.”

James sat in his grandmother's cozy living room, listening intently as she read him the stories of Eli, the vampire who had faced insurmountable odds and emerged victorious through sheer determination and the power of love. James had always loved hearing these stories, but today they held a special meaning for him.

she demanded. I sat up then pulled the shift off my body and threw it in her face. She laughed, then launched herself at me and threw me down again. In seconds, Brenda was sitting on my groin smiling down on me. She leaned over and kissed my left nipple while pinning my arms to the bed. I felt her pussy hair rubbing on the skin just over my own bush of curls while she licked and sucked on my nipples. They both grew longer and harder, while the sensation of her cunt on my stomach created a hot spot on my skin. My heart quickened. Brenda worked on me with her mouth and hands, making me hotter, turning me on in a way that I'd never felt before. Kurt could get me hot, I could fuck him and get of