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I feel conflicted about calling Harper; Josh should be the one to do it. --- Harper’s POV I pace back and forth in my room, trying to understand why Josh is behaving this way. I thought our counseling sessions would help him improve, but he seems to be allowing a third party into our relationship. When I called him earlier, I was grateful he picked up, but hearing Trisha's voice in the background made me cringe. Are they rekindling their love? I can't understand. As promised, I take a warm bath and change into my nightie. My thoughts are all over the place. Lying in bed, I think about what went wrong. My mind drifts to a dream I had a while back, making me panic. I sit up abruptly.

But she had no idea if it was the answer to his question or it was because of how he moved in and out of her pleasured body. Harman bit his lower lip and moved even more passionately. His muscles worked up as he pushed in and pulled out of her femininity. Both of them were damp with perspiration as she tried to do her best in meeting his every hard and delicious thrust. She was so addicted to him and his lovemaking. And everytime, he blew her mind.

I am panting, wanting to scream in exasperation, and completely failing to do so. He unzips his fly and takes his erect member out. Fully dressed. Liam grabs my waist, and pulls my limp body back onto his lap. As I settle onto his lap, a subtle tension hangs in the air, blending with the sweet aroma of roses that lingers in the room. Liam's gaze is intense, a silent promise of shared desires yet to unfold. “I am going to make you feel me even after it is over” having said that, he penetrates me with force. My body is like a puppet in his hands, and Liam coordinates the movements around my waist. I grab his shirt as he enters me.

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.

It seems like she wants to run away from them but she was cornered by the four of them. "Oooh, really? Don’t you want to come with us? We’re famous and you can be famous too when you stick with us. " Vivian said in a sweet but sarcastic tone. Famous your face. You just wanted her to be your slave to follow you around. "Or maybe she wants to join Harmony. Aren’t you? " Mia said in a threatening way. I peeked from the side of the door to see what’s going on. They were facing the other direction so they didn’t see me. Page was still sitting on her seat staring at her hands. I can barely see her because Vivian, Wilona, Mia, and Blanche.

“Okay, look. Before this weird vibe gets any stupider, let it show on the record that I want zero part in this murder-romance thing you two have going on.” A sharp, ugly laugh hitched in my throat. Takoda blinked, his head shifting slowly toward her. “Murder-romance?” “Yes.” Harmony kept her finger leveled right at his nose. “You literally walk around looking like a traumatized wilderness cryptid.” I choked on air. Takoda stared at her, his face totally blank for two seconds. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched. Just a millimeter. It died instantly, but it still sent my pulse into a stupid, erratic scramble.

I stop and look at Hound and he is smiling at me and gives me a nod and I nod back as I enter the cage and start it up. Women like Harmony only come around once in your life, and I know she is it for me. There is no one else I would rather be with than her. I love her, I really love her and I want to make her my ole lady. I never want anyone else on the back of my bike, in my house or around my daughter. Harmony is the only one I want and I will get her. “Harmony, I would like you to be my girlfriend, I know this is going to sound really strange considering we have only known each other for a short time but, I feel like I have known you all my life and I want to make a future with you. I lov

I was unable to accept that this could be a new version of my delicate mate! Yet the mate-bond surged violently between us, roaring to life with such force it nearly dropped me to my knees. The red threads of destiny swirled around us, connecting our souls with the bond that was responsible for everything. That forced marking ritual completed itself, binding us with sacred threads of destiny. But the bond wasn’t supposed to turn Harley into something she was not. How could she shift into a damn lycan?

“You know, kitten, I’ve barely scratched the surface of what I can do. But I will give you your time to adjust tonight although next time, I can’t promise I will have the same control I have tonight.” I raised an eyebrow, “Should I be scared or excited?” no, I was nervous. It might hurt. He’s big! His fingers had made me cum, and I could still feel them against my walls, but his needle was not as slim as a needle. He’s big and veiny and angry! He chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver down my spine. “Looking innocent only turns me on even more, Harper.” “You’re trouble, Ryker Blackthorn.” I was already breathless, my clit throbbing with need.

And I had to override all my survival instincts to make that happen. “Thank you, my Love. For trusting me for such an important task,” crooned my mate, “I won’t let you down Onie. You can always count on me.” Then Grey brought my hand to his mouth and left a sweet kiss upon my knuckles. I blushed and nearly swooned like a chick from a romance novel. If Mom could only see me now, she would have been smiling ear to ear. Harmony White did not blush, nor did she ever feel weak in the knees. Her idea of romance had been to let that hot minor league baseball player eat whipped cream off her tits one night two falls back, and to let him fuck her near the bonfire. She had finished at least, but he h