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“This tome is full of our Elders—Past, present and their bloodlines. Direct descendants. This is the last edition, the newest one is in production.” I opened the book, flipping the old paper and she leaned in, looking at the drawings and Marley slammed her hand out, stopping my movements. “Who’s that.” “Marley.” Absinthe warned and she ignored my brother, looking up at me. “Who is it?” I moved my hand, flipping to the page and she leaned in, taking in the picture. “You should know by now, Mars. It’s the one person who’s tormented you for the last two years…”

I'm going crazy," she scolded herself, trying to focus on reading the book. As she immersed herself in the book, the room's unsettling atmosphere seemed to fade, replaced by the intriguing words on the pages. Aleah couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and frustration about Hunter. He was a puzzle she wanted to solve, yet his enigmatic nature left her feeling uncertain. The anticipation of their next conversation lingered in her mind, making it difficult to concentrate fully on the book.

I pumped my cock hard and fast and with more pumps, the ribbons of cum after cum, splashed across the glass. I sighed, I have never cummed this hard in my whole life, just by masturbation. Fuck, Raina for making me so desperate. *** I flipped the page of my new classic book 'Nineteen Eighty-Four by - George Orwell' This is one hell of a dystopian book I am reading right now. "I have already read this book" I look at the side, as I feel the bed dipped from my side. My heart pounded against my chest as I saw her wearing nothing, all bare naked like the day she was born, I licked my lips, as I saw her pink stones protruding, begging for me to come and give them some warmth.

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.

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I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

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Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

Meanwhile— Rowan sat inside the infinite library. Thousands of books surrounded him. Millions. Maybe billions. Every answer imaginable. Every mystery solved. Then the voice whispered. "STAY." Rowan looked around. Then grabbed a book. Then another. Then another. Then: "You know." Silence. Then: "This is very tempting." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then he opened another book. Then froze. Immediately. Because every page was blank. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly.

Chapter 4: Midnight Tease The clock on my nightstand glowed 2:17 a.m., red digits mocking my insomnia. The manor creaked like an old lover settling into bed—winds rattling the ivy against windows, distant rain pattering the slate roof. I'd tossed for hours, sheets tangled around my legs, pussy still tender from the bath-time wank, clit hypersensitive from Daddy's stare. Dreams fragmented: Jake's thigh grind morphing into Richard's box-lifting gropes, their cocks duelling inside me. Woke drenched, nightie rucked up to my waist, fingers sticky from a half-conscious clit rub. Thirst clawed my throat—proper thirst, not just for water—and the kitchen fridge called with its chilled bottles.