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“You think you can stop me? You have no idea what you’re dealing with.” She raised her hands, chanting an ancient incantation. The air crackled with energy, and a dark cloud began to form above her head. “I will not be defeated,” she screamed, her voice filled with fury. “I will have the Gemini Heart, even if it means destroying you all!” Before she could complete her spell, Veronica’s security team opened fire, unleashing a hail of bullets that ripped through the air. Madam Serena screamed, collapsing to the ground, her body riddled with bullets.

His fingers tighten against my waist—hot, firm, unyielding. Driz lets out a low chuckle, stepping back. "Nice meeting you, Dia. Let's hang out sometime." I barely manage a nod before he walks away, leaving me alone with Ruther. The air between us? Heavy. Charged. Dangerous. Then, he kisses me. Not soft. Not sweet. Demanding. I gasp, pushing against his chest. "What the h*ll is wrong with you? Stop it!" Ruther pulls back just enough to meet my gaze. His eyes? D*rk. H*ngry.

The woman sitting here was something new: Damien Voss’s eager, submissive slut, ready to embrace every dark desire he had awakened in me. The future stretched ahead, no longer professional and controlled, but wild, dangerous, and utterly thrilling. And I couldn’t wait to begin it.

Elena moaned back, pumping her fingers faster. Their bodies trembled violently as they fought to hold back their orgasms, fingers moving desperately while Mr. Voss watched with dark satisfaction. “Control yourselves,” he ordered. “The one who breaks first is out.” The tension was unbearable. Sophia’s legs shook violently as Elena’s skilled fingers drove her closer and closer to the edge, her loud, needy moans growing higher and more desperate…

I looked up. The priest stared at me for one sad second, before he cleared his throat and began the vows. “Do you accept Dimitri Volkov, as your lawful husband..” My nails dug into my palms, as I clenched my fist. No please, I wouldn't. I will never! “To have and to hold..” My throat constricted. “from this day forward, for better or for worse,” I reached out one hand to steady my pounding heart. “for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish until death do you part?”

I sink to the hilt with a guttural curse, feeling her clench around both cocks at once. “Fuck—tight—gods, Veleria, you’re strangling me,” I growl, teeth grazing her shoulder. “Such a good little slut for us. Taking two cocks like it’s nothing. Gonna take the third down your throat too.” She moans around Valentino—vibrations making him curse under his breath, hips jerking forward. Then we move. Synchronized. Ruthless. Worshipful. Vincenzo thrusting up into her cunt—long, deep strokes that hit that spot every time.

"Bind unbound eternal devour allies claim echoes in ecstasy's rut forever." Allies flanked ferocious Voss pyre incinerating maws with crimson explosions cane thump echoing. "Vengeance burns your echoes to ash pyres consume!" "Voss amplify rituals veil us deeper," Alexander commanded storm fierce. "Rituals share full pyres burn eternal mingle veils unbreakable," Voss crackled flames dancing wild. Lira's visions piercing illusions in white bursts blinding third eye pulsing. "Harmony shatters lies truths bare and devour refused eternal!"

Her large, round ass, already marked with the prints of his hands, stood out in the center, the red ropes marking her pale skin like a beautifully wrapped gift. “Look at this asshole winking at me,” he said, stepping closer and spitting a large amount of saliva directly onto her tight hole. The warm spit slowly ran down her crack, lubricating the wrinkled ring. “Today it’s going to take a lot more than fingers, little slut. A lot more.” Ravenna moaned softly, feeling the hot saliva touch her asshole. Her body was tense from the ropes, but her pussy betrayed her completely — a thick strand of arousal slowly dripped from her swollen entrance and fell onto the sheet.

"But the Vanguard... we belong to the dark. We belong to each other." I crashed my mouth onto his. Brent let out a desperate, guttural groan, his hands gripping my waist with a bruising, frantic intensity. He tasted of expensive scotch, sharp adrenaline, and the intoxicating, ruthless thrill of the kill. His tongue swept into my mouth, demanding and hungry, matching the exact same violent rhythm pounding in my chest. Beneath me, Sloane arched her back, a low growl of pure need tearing from her throat. I pulled back from Brent, my lips swollen and wet. I looked down at my beautiful, lethal shield, and then back at the starving wolf panting beside me.

Rita’s words hung in the air like a challenge. The rogues didn’t need to be told twice. Their growls turned into deep, primal rumbles as they descended on us again with renewed hunger. The ten minutes became a savage, desperate frenzy. Rita was slammed back onto the couch, legs spread obscenely wide. Two rogues immediately forced their thick cocks into her at the same time — one stretching her pussy, the other forcing his way into her already slick ass. Her body jolted hard as both massive shafts sank deep. She threw her head back and screamed in pleasure, her nails digging into the leather cushions.