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His rock-hard muscular body felt good, so much better than that stupid old Harlow. Harry’s long arms were wrapped around my petite body and it felt good. Convincing him to work with me had been hard but my efforts had paid off in the end. Very few men could resist my hot body when offered to them on a silver platter. One look at my naked body and Harry’s mind had stopped working, turned into mush within seconds. It annoyed me than Zane acted as if he didn’t want him, but that was going to change soon.

Harry looked at him for a long time, he knew what he really meant, but he didn't want to make Grace feel like she was just an object. He had promised her that he would protect her and her child from anything “I don’t think so. The difference in strength between us is very great, but I will fight you until the last breath. I will not lose those I love.” He said while looking at Grace from the corner of his eyes, which made Galadriel completely lose his nerve, as he walked up to Harry and grabbed his neck and squeezed it very hard. “You bastard, what exactly is your problem with me, what do you want from me?”

The angle was perfect, and she could feel him deeper inside her. "I am making sure no one else comes in through the damn door while I take care of satisfying my Mate," Harry grumbled. He locked the handle and started to turn around when Emmanuelle dug her nails into his shoulders: "Damn it! Let's stay here. What you are doing to me is absolutely divine," she complained against his lips. Harry laughed softly before repositioning her against the door and giving a loud thump with his hip that rattled the wood. A tremor ran down his spine as he met his Mate's obsidian eyes.

But I stood my ground. “You think it’s normal to hear sounds through soundproof walls?” he asked, voice low but sharp. “You think ordinary humans can smell things that intensely?” He leaned in closer. His eyes narrowed. “Or... have you felt something else strange?” He knew. He knew everything that had been happening to me. I turned pale, my tongue tied. “My blood flows through your veins now, Sierra. The seed—my child—is already merging with you. That’s why your senses are reacting. Come with me, and I’ll ease your suffering.”

And just like that, my thoughts explode. Oh my goddess, what are we going to do? We can’t stay here. My mates are so hot. It’s dangerous. So. Fucking. Hot. Like break-a-bed-frame kind of hot. Okay, stop. Focus. What if they find out about our abilities? What if they want to use us? Also—do they taste like honey or sin or something else entirely? Oh no. Why am I like this? My wolf, the unhelpful menace that she is, sends me the mental equivalent of a smug smirk.

Good God his dick could break glasses at this point. While he was drowning in his own lust, Alice was going to break down in tears. “Stop... please...” She tries to push him away but Harry was ten times stronger than her. Like a bear, he was crushing her body with his weight. “I love you so much, Alice. Just let me love you tonight.” His heart beat was losing its rhythm. Its going all over the place like his hands. All grabby and rough. Alice on the other hand is unable to control herself any longer. She finally broke down into a sob.

I whimper fearfully. "Breathe," Harry orders again, still holding my hips. "If you don't cooperate with me, it'll hurt even more." "Pull it out a little..." I keep gripping Harry's shoulders with all my strength, but despite my pleading, the alpha continues pushing himself deeper inside me, making me whimper and tense up all over again. "Harry..." I call his name between heavy breaths. "No..." "You're so tight... I want to be all the way inside you. You're driving me crazy."

I slowly spread my legs wider for him, my neck lying in a strain to the left, the vein popping. “Keep going, Harry” his breathing had changed, as he stepped in and shut the door, his eyes not leaving me as he reached behind him and locked the door. “Tell me what made you so hard” he rasped breathily, tucking his hand into the shorts, a tent slowly pitching itself in his crotch area. My back arched and I sprawled my legs. “I want to feel my ass stuffed so full, it feels impossible” “Mmm” his nose flared.

I hated myself for how easily I gave in. I hated that my body welcomed him, that my thoughts got blurry, that I stopped thinking about tomorrow and only focused on what was happening right now. I knew this had no future, and also definitely knew it would end badly, he would wake up and regret it. Still, I held on and wanted more. Harry barely spoke. When he did, it was commands, low and sharp. He told me where to put my hands, how to stay still, and when not to move. This wasn’t love. This was hunger and denial colliding.

"Nothing can break you guys up?" Harry sat back on the chair, his gaze intent and intimidating. "I'm gonna tell you something right now, Mrs Pierce" He sat foward, placing his large hands on the table. My eyes caught the expensive silver ring around a thumb and the one on his first finger. "Diane and I are stronger than you think and I am gonna stay even when it gets really crazy, you know why?" He paused to sweep his sexy eyes over me quickly "I love Diane" What?!