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“Hmm… I think you need to satisfy your curiosity.” Aria frowned. That didn’t sound like a real solution. “Don’t worry,” Elda leaned in as if she were about to share a secret. “You can do it on your own. I have books,” she said. Aria looked confused. “Books?” “Erotic books.” “What?” Aria’s eyes widened. “They’re written by women and sold secretly to other women. My friends and I got our hands on a few. You need to read them, my lady. You’ll enjoy them.”

Her skin flushed hot again, memories flooding back of his eyes peering through the crack of the bathroom door. She leaned back against the cushions, her free hand sliding down unconsciously, resting against her thigh before slipping upward. “Vulnerability,” she whispered, teasing herself slowly, her voice faint but shaking. On the other end of the line, Damien stilled. He hadn’t expected the word to come back to him like that, dripping with heat. He lingered in silence, his breathing uneven. Lena’s eyes fluttered shut. She could almost imagine him there, standing over her, watching the way she spread her legs wider on the couch. Her fingers slipped lower, brushing against her wetness, and a

Her fingers, skilled and careful, had traced the spines of volumes on law, history, and war before they closed around a simple, unmarked book of vellum. It was not a history. It was a collection of letters, intimate and raw, written by Alphas to their mates across generations. The words were so visceral, so full of longing and possession, that she found herself whispering them aloud, her voice a soft murmur in the quiet room. “I would have you on your knees before me, not in supplication, but in celebration. I would teach your mouth the shape of my name until you forget all others…” A floorboard creaked behind her

“Who says this was for you?” He just gave a small nod, not smug. Not amused. Just... knowing. And it infuriated me. I barely slept that night. His voice looped in my head, soft and cutting. “You use sex to fill up your insecurities.” I hated how much that line clung to my skin. Worse, I hated how he didn’t want me. Most men—hell, most therapists—would’ve taken one look at me and lost professionalism within ten minutes. They wouldn’t say it. But I’d see it in their eyes.

“Her ass was right there, man. So round and juicy. I wanted to grab it, spread those cheeks, and slide right in.” Another boy, Liam, the quiet gamer type who rarely spoke in class, surprised everyone by chiming in. “I’d take her in the supply closet. Lock the door, push her against the shelves, pull her blouse open so those enormous breasts pop out, and suck on them while I finger her. Then bend her over a box of paper and fuck her senseless. She looks so professional, but I bet she’d love it, moaning like a slut once the decent clothes come off.”

I stood up and held the table's divider while looking over at the boy and girl that were about to drive me insane with their fornication in a prestigious place such as a library. Libraries were meant for smart people, brilliant people who were trying to embrace their full academic potential and become the next big person in history. Not for people who wanted the thrill of testing their ability to make out in silence and distracting the rest of the clearly sensible people. “Do you two mind? Some of us actually come here for important busin—” I stop halfway in my whispered complaint when my eyes landed on the boys huge veiny dick grabbed tightly in the brunettes fist. His hand was underneath h

She cried out his name, lost in the sensation of… I slammed the book shut, my cock hardening instantly. So this was what my innocent Elara had been reading. I opened the book again, unable to help myself, flipping through the pages. Which contained sex scenes. Descriptions of positions, sensations, emotions. Some of the pages had corners turned down like she’d been marking her favorite parts. The image of Elara lying in bed, reading these explicit scenes, her hand slipping between her legs as she imagined someone touching her like that…it made me fucking feral. She’d hidden this book like a secret. Like she was embarrassed by what she wanted.

She curls her tongue inside my cunt, and her mouth pulls on my clit, causing my vision to whiten as pleasure slams through me raw and unforgiving, wet heat, the relentless drag of ridges against my walls, the obscene slurping sounds she makes as she devours me. My grip around the desk gets tighter, my nails digging into the wood, but it doesn’t hurt at all, not with what Lira is doing underneath the desk. My toes curl tight in my shoes. Sweat beads on my forehead. The professor asks a question somewhere in the front, but all I hear is the wet smacking of Lira’s mouth on my cunt and her filthy whispers vibrating through my folds. What will I do? What if the professor calls on me to answer a q

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Carina lay in bed, her body already aroused from the hours she had spent reading the erotic novel she had recently brought. Feeling the dampness between her thighs as she read the passionate sex between the leads, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan imagining what it would be like to be the female lead. She ended the book at the point where the male lead let out a lewd growl as he cummed inside the female lead’s hole.