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Lana’s kisses deepen, her tongue teasing mine, while Kara’s fingers trace my hips, pulling my shirt button off. “Relax,” Lana whispers lustfully as she sensed I wasn’t comfortable with Kara here, her breath hot against my neck. “Let go, Tessa. You will love it.” She added. Kara brought her lips close to my neck as she kissed my neck and then my lips. I kiss Kara back, her lips tasting of mint, my hands tangling in her hair. Lana’s hands roam lower, and I gasp, my body arching. “You’re gorgeous,” Kara murmurs, her voice husky as she pulls me closer.

"We aren't Squad Zero today. We aren't the heroes who crashed the server. We're rats. We're bottom-feeders looking for crumbs." Kara (Jinx) emerged from the pipe, clutching her waterproof bag. She looked terrified. Her glasses were cracked, and she had tied her hair back with a piece of copper wire. She looked at the sprawling landscape ahead of them and shivered. "It looks like a graveyard," she whispered. She wasn't wrong.

Kiara The palace buzzed like a kicked hornet's nest the morning after the poisoning. I sat hunched over my writing desk, squinting at The Crowns of Narcolantia: A Visual Compendium, trying, and failing, to understand why anyone needed twelve names for essentially the same jeweled headpiece. The book's musty pages smelled like generations of disinterested noble girls had cried over them. Julise paced behind me, her boots wearing grooves into the plush rug. "They're saying it was Ruby," she announced, tossing a folded note onto the desk.

“Don’t tell me you’re already falling for her! She’s an omega, Lysander. An omega. Weak and ungrateful. How can you even think about loving someone like her?” I didn’t join their argument. I had nothing to say about Karla. Love? Hate? None of it mattered. She wasn’t important enough for me to feel anything. We reached her room, and I pushed the door open with my foot. The room was plain, like Karla herself. A small bed, a desk, a single window with thin curtains. No warmth, no personality. I dropped her onto the bed without care, and she didn’t even stir. She looked so small lying there, her dark hair spread out like a shadow against the pillow.

"How did Cara get reborn into my body? Is she trying to avenge her death? Two of many questions I have continued to ask myself ever since I've been locked in this dark energy. I'm not enjoying this anymore; it's getting beyond my capacity. I'm being locked up in this dark wilderness, with nowhere to go and no one to rescue me. I couldn't feel any of his affection, not anymore, as I remained overshadowed in the dark. I never knew how I got here, but I scream every single day to get out of here and claim my body from that bitch. "She's having a party in three days' time; what is she trying to do with that part?" My curiosity heightened above expectations, "But now, that's a window for me to le

Any other she-wolf in her position would have agreed to wed a powerful Alpha in a heartbeat yet she refused not just a marriage to us, but even our touch. Kara intrigued me. She was the first person in a long time that actually made me want to engage in frivolous conversation. Small talk didn't seem so small with her when every word out of her mouth displayed her character like words inked on the pages of a novel. Kara was a book worth reading, and then rereading to enjoy your favorite parts all over again. "Cool down, lover boy," Timber's chuckle shook my mind, "you barely know her and she could be playing a part in a plan you want nothing to do with."

I knew that reality would break in at any moment, the spell would crack, and we'd all be left with nothing but disappointment and shame. "You're right, Lus," Kara said, "It is better when he cums on you." The third time(!?) was even better(?!?!?!?!). Rather than join the girls in pressing, Kara decided to sit on the other side of me and get herself off with her fingers. We made a little masturbation sandwich that way, me stroking my cock, my sisters lying on the ground, and Kara on the other side. Her legs spread wide, hiding nothing. She already had her top off and for this round, Kara stripped down naked. I was surprised to see that her pussy was covered in dark, curly hair -- completely u

whispered Kiara to Emily . ' Ah , Eskylrious , Ah !...... ' thought Emily with a depressed expression . " I know that Kiara likes books but I never thought she liked them so much . " said madam Karla . " The library here is very large that's why I am more immersed in their books , especially the old ones . " said Kiara . " You may read as much as you like later . Now , we have to prepare for your wedding . " said madam Karla patting her shoulder .

Slowly, they walked toward the bed, kissing. Ava sat down on the bed, pulling Kara close, and Kara settled onto Ava's thighs with her head tilted back. Ava removed Kara's shirt, and as they lay on the bed, Ava whispered, "Keep your eyes closed. Please." She slowly turned Kara around, moving her hand across Kara's waist and stopping at the dress zipper. She unzipped the dress. Kara was a slightly slender woman with small breasts that needed no bra to stay up. Her back was adorned with freckles, starting from the nape of her neck to the beginning of her waist.

I chuckle. "You're not angry?" "I'm a forgiving person." "I'm not." "Well, good thing," I grab on to the book, "it's not yours." She frowns. Thought you'd get a different reaction, huh? "I brought it to you. Do I get a constellation prize?" she bats her eyelashes. *Consolation prize? No. "A prize?" "Like a kiss... or a romantic night alone," she keeps batting. God, noooo. Kara's POV: