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Max mutters, but he scoots closer too, pressing his head against my cheek so he can fit into the frame. I hit the video call button. The screen flips to my little sister’s face: black wavy hair piled into a lazy bun, red lipstick, oversized T-shirt. Behind her I catch a glimpse of the living room back home in Medellín: gray sofa, big plant, and something moving in the corner of the frame… oh, Mamá. “¡Mis amores!” Fiona’s voice jumps an octave the moment she sees Max and Issa. “MIRA, GEMELITOS!”

Luke coughed, staring at me as he made sure his skates were in place. “Well Jax, I thought you said she was like a sister to you,” he grinned and I glared at him. “She’s not my fucking sister,” I bit out, annoyance simmering beneath my skin. Andy gave a dry chuckle “But, you see her as one. Isn’t it fucked up that you want to be in your ‘sister’s’ pants?” Andy teased and I charged at him but the guys were quick to hold me. “Guys, guys. We’ll be out in less than ten minutes, it would do us absolutely no good to bash our faces in before then, yeah?” Tim, another guy butted in.

“It’s not ridiculous. Don’t you want to meet somebody new? Even if it’s not your mate, I’m so over seeing the same boys every single day. Sure, they’re technically men now, but we’ve known them literally our entire lives! It’s hard to see them as a real partner, when you’ve also seen how inane and immature they can be.” Cassie gave her sisters a sly smile, “Did you see how disappointed Randolph was when we turned 18 and none of us were their mates?” Evelyn snorted and Nora agreed grimly. “This is what I mean, thank the moon goddess that none of us were fated to their miserable asses. I’m not yearning to leave our pack, just to leave the same people and the same situations that we deal with

"Candice doesn't know her way around here. I'll go after her to make sure she's okay." I burst out laughing, but did not stop him. I waited until all the guests were done with the wedding dinner, and I knew it was about the same time in my past life when they ended up in bed. I stood up and pretended to sound surprised, "Where's Russell? Did he have too much to drink? Can everyone help me find him?" This time, I made sure to lead the superiors toward our new house. My older sister's favorite thing to do was to have me witness what she did with my fiancé. She wanted me to see them make love in our new house on the new bedsheets I bought specially for our wedding night. I wanted them exposed i

Not a he! They held their embrace for a long enough time for me to realize this was not going to end there. I stood there and watched as they finally did break apart. Her Prof, Helen was a very stunning lady about my mom's age and had a killer set of tits! She was dark black hair, almost blue-black and it was cut short, which made me think she was the aggressor. Up until then I had no idea that my sister was Bi. In fact I thought, like most brothers do of their older sisters, she was still a virgin.

He found her G-spot with every thrust, his thumb reaching down to circle her throbbing clit with a firm, relentless pressure. Outside, the first major explosion of the fireworks shook the windows. A burst of brilliant red and white light flooded the room, illuminating them in a strobe-like flash. The rhythm increased. Mateo’s gentleness was slowly being consumed by his hunger. His thrusts became deeper, harder, the wet, slapping sound of his skin against hers lost in the thunder of the fireworks. Ariana was lost in a storm of sensation—the friction, the stretch, the sheer, overwhelming reality of being claimed by the man who had occupied her dreams and nightmares.

My eyes had flooded with tears; I couldn't help crying. I could be strong in front of outsiders, but I could not put on a brave face in front of my family. When Laura saw my older brother, she immediately laid the blame on me. "Your sister is talking nonsense, slandering my son and daughter-in-law, saying they are involved with each other. You'd better take her home and teach her a lesson!" she snapped. Before I could defend myself, Grayson hurried in. He ignored everyone and grabbed my hand, trying to pull me away. "Apologize to Scarlette—she slit her wrist and tried to kill herself," he demanded.

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

The male society, it seems, has already been waiting for me. The bathroom door slammed, cutting Rick off from the woman he couldn't get out of his mind and heart. Which he seems to love. She was not in the noisy room. Rick was about to give chase, but Aiden stopped him. “Buddy,” he threw a hand on his shoulder in a friendly gesture and continued with a wide beaming smile: “Hurt my sister again, I will rip out your heart and feed it to stray dogs. Aiden had no idea how much he looked like Venira at that moment. He gave him a rather hard pat on the back in farewell and slid into the hall. Rick was not afraid of Air, but still felt like the last bastard.

What have I gotten myself into now?? I am Sarah, 23 years old and i have a handsome boyfriend named Liam, so my life was perfectly fine!......or so i thought! That was until I met Liam's father, Riley!....... He still looks so freaking hot at his age, he is 44 years but damn....he can make a 23 old still get wet..... It all started at nothing, just being civil and nice to each other but things got out of hand quickly and now.....now there is no way back! I do not know what to do anymore since things have started to get HOT and complicated!!