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The alcohol was still thick in her veins, Rissa felt herself unraveling in slow, syrupy waves, her legs falling wider and hips lifting toward his hand when his rough fingers finally slipped between her thighs and found how embarrassingly wet she already was. “Fuck,” Ronan breathed, the word almost reverent. “All this for a man who won’t even look at you?” He worked her open with slow, merciless strokes, curling two fingers deep inside, while his thumb circled her clit in tight, unrelenting loops. Larissa’s head thrashed against the pillow, a broken sob caught in her throat every time he dragged against that spot inside her that made stars burst behind her eyelids. She was close, dangerously

A small smile tugged at her lips as she got up and walked over. Running her fingers along the spines, she realized with surprise that they were all romance novels. For a moment, she wondered why Liam had chosen romance for her? She had expected mysteries or something darker. After scanning the titles, her hand paused on one. She pulled it out gently. Whispers of the Forgotten Moon by Evelyn Hart. Carrying it back to the bed, she curled up against the pillows and opened the book. Caleb stepped out of the car as he quickly opened the door for Liam, who came out and strode past him without sparing a glance, as he walked straight into the house.

"Even if I hate it. You're fucking mine." The dark, possessive words pushed me over the edge. With a loud, broken cry, my body shattered into a million pieces, climaxing violently around his length as the mate bond flooded my brain with paralyzing pleasure. A second later, Kael let out a deafening roar. He drove his hips forward one last, brutal time, burying himself to the hilt. His Lycan knot swelled instantly at the base, locking our bodies together as he released his hot, thick seed deep inside my womb, claiming my biology in the most primal way possible.

"Not when the physical exertion has your wolf so wound up that you can't distinguish between what you want and what the bond is demanding." "I know what I want," I insist stubbornly, though even as I say it I can feel the truth in their observation—Nova's restless energy beneath my skin, the way my entire body feels electric with arousal that's been building through hours of contact with Liam’s hard muscles and delicious scent. "Do you?" Liam asks with a gentle challenge. "Or do you want what any wolf would want after hours of training with their mates—an immediate physical release for all this built-up tension?"

-I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER - ENDLESSLY MINE - INFINITELY OURS -WHEN YOU LEAVE YOPUR HEART BEHIND .... so far there are still more to be uploaded. ***** POWER AND TEMPTATION MAFIA SERIES( romance/erotic/betrayal)************ - BOOK 1 ITALIAN MAFIA -ITALIAN MAFIA 2/ SHES'S STILL MINE ************INDIVIDUAL STORIES************* - FEARLESS LUNA (WEREWOLF SEXY ROMANCE STORY)

I tried to ask hoping they had an answer for me because nothing about the Kingsley boys ever makes sense to me. “oh come on, I’m sure you have read at least one werewolf teen novel in your life” Axel remarked only to be swatted on his arm by his twin to silence him. He wasn’t wrong, obviously I have read a few of those kind of books but they are just made up romance’s for teens to fantasise about. “Yeah but they were just fiction, right?” I spoke my thoughts out loud, the question earning a chuckle from the twins.

“You have no idea what you are talking about you stupid bitch! Hades will get what he wants, but so will I. Immortality is only a drop in the bucket for what he will owe me for getting him out of hell. Don’t come back to me begging when that little partner of yours turns up dead. Gabriel is a Lycan King, and everyone will follow him now. My wolves don’t because they serve a higher power and aren’t bound by the Moon Goddess any longer. You won’t find another wolf willing to help you. You have fucked yourself! I slammed the phone down. That bitch will die, one way or the other. I heard heels clicking down the hallway coming my direction. A hot little blonde stalks up to me and runs her hands s

“The look on your face was so priceless! I couldn’t help myself.” I made a face as I huffed a chuckle then placed the cup down on the table. Seriously, she likes those kinds of things, huh? “So you read gay porn, huh?” She tilted her head to the side and smiled. “I love it. I collect books.” “Books about gay porn? A Queen like you reads books like this? Why?” Again she laughed. She laughed so hard that I could see the roof of her mouth. “Oh, Yael, coming from you I feel so perverted!” She squealed as she covered her face.

She was fully expecting him to give it one glance, and put it down with a caustic remark about trash, at which she would mutter something equally caustic about literary snobs. Instead he scanned it for perhaps twenty seconds. It was ridiculous to feel embarrassed, but she did. Not because he was reading about the imaginative contortions of Dominic and Natalya, but because he was probably imagining her reading them and getting all hot and erogenous in the process. In fact, she had not. As scenes of rampant nookie went, it had been disappointingly unerotic - more like a DIY plumbing manual than anything else. ‘Jesus,* he muttered at last. ‘This is anatomically impossible.*