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Chapter 33: Waking Hunger Cassandra’s POV Sunlight filtered softly through the half-closed blinds of our off-campus apartment, warming my bare skin. I woke up slowly, deliciously sore in the best possible way. Alexander’s strong, naked body was spooned tightly behind me, one muscular arm draped possessively over my waist, his hand resting between my thighs. His thick cock was already half-hard, nestled against my ass, twitching as I shifted. I could still feel him inside me, warm, sticky remnants of everything we had done last night and into the early morning. My pussy was swollen, sensitive, and deliciously used. A low, needy ache pulsed between my legs the moment I became fully awake.

Perfect. As I flipped through the chapters, the story heated up fast. The protagonist, a shy librarian much like me, was cornered in the stacks by a dominant stranger. His hands roamed her body without mercy, fingers teasing her nipples until they ached, then dipping lower to claim her wetness. I shifted on the couch, feeling that familiar tingle between my legs. God, why did these books always get me so worked up? My thighs pressed together instinctively, seeking friction.

She opened her laptop with shaky fingers. “The Erotic Haunting: Spectral Desire in Wuthering Heights…” She made it three paragraphs before his mouth descended. Damien knelt between her thighs, pushed her legs wider, and dragged his tongue slowly up her center. Kenzie’s voice cracked mid-sentence. “The way Heathcliff’s… fuck… obsession blurs the line between love and… possession…” He sucked her clit hard, then gentled, alternating until her hips rolled against his face. Every time she faltered, he stopped.

“If love blooms by the end of the contract and once he knots you, you’re stuck there, impaled on him while he fills you over and over. There's no pulling away, no safe word. Just you and a royal lycan beast who needs to breed.” The image flooded my mind. I imagined Victor’s gentle hazel eyes turning feral. His strong body pinning me down. That knot swelling inside me until I felt like I would break. My scar pulsed faintly under my habit, as if remembering every time I had been marked by something supernatural.

She wrapped her hand around the shaft and stroked him a few times, feeling the heat and the way it twitched in her grip. Professor Kane groaned into her mouth. “Touch me.” She did. Her hand moved faster along his length while they kissed. He was rock hard, the skin smooth and hot. Veins pulsed under her fingers. She rubbed her thumb over the tip, spreading the pre-cum around. He thrust slightly into her hand, clearly enjoying it.

I asked as he shivered, looking into my eyes with lust and hunger. “There’s this attraction I have towards you,I don’t know how to explain it,I ….I…. just know that I want you and nothing will stop me ” he replied before kissing his way down my neck,my breasts and my stomach. .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. “You’re beautiful” I whispered, kissing her nape……..and carrying her to the bed before depositing her on it. I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her.

“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

His whisper tickled my ear, so I quickly back off. "Ugh, not so close." "Oh sorry about that." Then there I felt my face turning hot again. Damn this asshole. I turned my back on him and still waits for Xia's reply, then I just felt Toma hugging me from behind. "Tsk, you know it's hot. Move away." "It's hot because I'm hot, I'm greatly sorry for that." "Ha! Did it got windy in here?" "Can't you just accept the fact that I'm hot."

The warmth of her skin against mine ignited a fervent desire, fueling my desire for her. Her breath quickened, matching the rhythm of my own heartbeat. With each thrust, she gasped as my hands traced the delicate arch of her back, the curve of her waist, and the contours of her hips. I explored the landscape of her body, committing it to memory with an insatiable hunger. My fingers danced along the curves of her body, tracing invisible patterns that ignited her senses. Her skin, warm and inviting, begged for my touch. I obliged, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her neck, her collarbone, and down to the swell of her breasts.

passion – A small fight tests their trust and emotions, blending anger with desire. 82. Study Break Heat – Touches linger – Homework is ignored as hands, arms, and lips connect in private moments. 83. Rainy Balcony – Whispered secrets – Sharing secrets on a stormy night balcony leads to heated caresses and soft moans. 84. Midnight Confession – Hearts laid bare – One finally admits love, leaving the other breathless and flustered. 85. Library Alone – Deep passion – Isolated in the library, flirty touches turn into full-blown intimacy.