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Raina’s voice cut in, curious, expectant. I didn’t answer. I didn’t trust myself to. “Dorian, I asked you a question.” I lifted my eyes to her and smirked faintly. “How does it taste for you?” I asked back, deflecting. “I’m sorry… it’s kinda spicy,” she said softly. “I made a mistake adding too much.” Spicy? “It doesn’t taste spicy to me,” I blurted before I could stop myself. Her eyes lit with curiosity. “Then how does it taste?”

Dawn excitedly rubbed his hands and prepared his plates, ready to dive in! I eyed the gooey things on the tray and felt my throat closing in on me. There was no way I was going to eat that thing with legs still attached to it. The waiter began removing the lobster’s shell in front of us and for that period, I squirmed and turned uncomfortably in my seat, and that's when Dawn spoke up, “She’ll have Chamba-Style Fried fish with piri-piri seawater sauce. Please.” He said looking at the waiter who quickly excused himself to prepare my dish. When he was long gone, I looked up to find Dawn staring at me.

“Finish him already!” For once, I agreed with her. This had gone on long enough. They’d proven their point—they were both skilled fighters, evenly matched in many ways. But then something changed. Andrei’s eyes flickered briefly toward me, catching my gaze. A slow smile spread across his face, as if he knew exactly what I’d been thinking. As if he could sense the heat in my blood. “He knows,” Onyx whispered. “He can scent our arousal.” I froze, mortified. Could he really scent me from across the ring? But before I could dwell on it, Andrei turned his attention back to Damon. The smile never left his face.

Alpha Prince Orion pov I knew the difference in Onix’s howl and this was not pain , this was joy . As I start to take in what is going on around me Onix becomes silent allowing me to think for a moment . The scent of my mate grew and her small hand that is firmly held in my large hand started to twitch .

“I’m thinking about how gorgeous you would look tied to my bed. Want to know what I’d do to the nipples that are poking through your T-shirt? I’d suckle on them and bite them until you were arching off the bed and begging me to fuck you. But I wouldn’t fuck you. Not yet. First, I’d taste you. You can’t have any idea how badly I want to know how you taste. Only after I’d licked you to orgasm would I bury myself inside you and take what’s mine. There’d be nothing gentle about it, Tasha. It would be fast and hard and raw.” When she opened her eyes again, Onyx saw that they had darkened and her pupils were dilated. To add to that, her lips were parted, and her breath was coming in short, soft pa

I felt like I was put through the spin cycle and was currently choking on the blood racing down my throat instead of down over my lip like it was initially commissioned to do. The weird fucker was wheezing and growling, but beneath it all, there was an odd click to its noises... It just leaned down to me, its back or spine cracking and groaning as it did so. God, you’re a damn freak! What kind of sick joke is this? It opened its mouth as its bottom jaw separated... like the tumble had snapped it, wafting the putrid smell of old blood over me while I shat out my heart. A face only a mother could love.

Atlas’ POV “That feels great.” “Does it?” “Fuck, yeah. Don’t stop. Right… there. Shit!” Crack. “You are very tense. You should not neglect your body this way.” “Well, if I knew you were so good with your hands, I would have asked for you to put them on me a long time ago,” I mumbled into the pillow as Onyx sat on my back giving me the best massage I’ve ever had. We were in the middle of a break after a long night of rough, sweaty, passionate fucking. And, my gods, she was amazing. No big surprise there. But, yeah, I never wanted anyone else. By the way she smiled and screamed, my name 12 times – yeah, I fucking kept a tally, because I loved the way she said it – I was pretty sure she felt th

She then picked a basket of nail care. As they ate, listened to the songs, they would look up to check on the game every now and then. Keenan scooped up some spaghetti and placed it on Dawn’s plate. He also placed two pieces of meatballs. “Thanks.” She muttered softly. Carissa saw this and nudged Jasmin. “Just look.” “Aww.. they’re really cute together..” Since Dawn noticed that Keenan seemed to like spicy food, she put bicol express on his plate. Keenan smiled. That was the first time that she did this for him.

I tell Alonso and he takes a moment before answering back. "So you like that one?" He asks me back after taking a moment. "Yes. Seems different and rough and-" Just like that, Dawn gives me partial control and I see Thunder's eyes flicker for a moment. I see the familiar black eyes. He smirks at me before sinking his teeth but not too deep. My neck is covered in bite marks at this point and every time he does that, the screams coming out of me is through sheer pleasure.

To his right sat his one and only son, Damien. I kept my eyes down as I approached them, setting plates in front of the guests with practiced efficiency. No eye contact. Don't speak unless spoken to. Be invisible. "Ah, perfect timing," Alpha Magnus said as I set his plate before him. "Thank you, girl." Not my name. Just "girl." I nodded and turned to serve Damien. His scent hit me, hard. Pine and rain and something darker, wilder. My hands trembled ever so slightly as I put his plate down, careful enough not to let it clatter.