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When it was finally over, Louis collapsed limply onto the bed, shaking and gasping, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes. The vibrator was still buzzing softly inside him, drawing out little aftershocks. Lorenzo slowly pulled the toy out, then covered Louis’s body with his own. He wrapped one arm under Louis’s neck and the other around his waist, pulling him close. His lips brushed Louis’s shoulder, then his neck, and finally traced the tear tracks on his cheek, licking them away with a soft, possessive hum. “You taste like mine,” Lorenzo whispered against his damp skin. Louis closed his eyes, still trembling, and let himself

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

A loud creak from the bed woke her from that carnal trance. “Oliver, don’t!” She whined, eyes widening as she watched the man shift before her. Ears becoming pointy, fur appearing in certain parts, her lover had now turned into something resembling of a beast. She tried calling out to him again, but it seems it was already too late. The man’s sudden thrusting inside of her brought a mix of piercing pain and pulsing delight that sent her mind into a state of euphoria. It was that sensation that pushed Selene back into the reality, huffing and puffing for air the minute she returned to her senses.

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me.

Tease. He laughs until I silence him with my tongue, plunging it into his mouth. Still, I have to admit, I really like the idea myself. It certainly beats playing watchdog all the time The sound of moaning in my ears. Sweat covering my whole body. The telltale slap of flesh against flesh loud throughout the room. A wet cunt gripping my cock and a hard dick shoving into my ass. My definition of heaven. Nothing beats coming, wedged between the two people I love the most in

I was beginning to simply hate our bond, I could never hate Isabella but why would the moon goddess do this to us? It was making me become more and more possessive knowing that soon she could be out of my reach. I knew her father, Alpha Leon, was getting impatient with Isabella, he was running out of time and set to retire in the next couple years. He wanted her to marry her mate as soon as possible, and I dreaded the idea of Isabella having to pretend that some stray wolf was her mate just to please her father.

"He can't get through to me, so he sends his lover? Is this some prank?" "Lover?" Ariana found the word so disgusting, especially concerning Markris of all people. "Why would I have a lover who is married? Hell, why would Markris be my lover when his mum is almost like a mother to me? Also, I fucked his friend, and I enjoyed it too much to jump in bed with him. Hopefully, this helps?" "What?" Lorena could not believe her ears. A girl she had never met just info dumped on her without any shame. Suddenly, she needed to know whoever it was.

"Because you do it with every girl, even Luci, who is like one of the coolest and most beautiful people ever. Then who am I? I don't have a Cinderella complex. I'm not the type of girl to think that a guy will simply think she is so special." He looked at her with an overall serious expression on his face. "First of all, you are special. Now let me clear up some misconceptions you may have. I told you I loved you, I've never told any girl that, not Luci, not anyone. I know what you think about me. You think I'm a player who enjoys being with different girls. I'm not going to deny enjoying being with different girls, I absolutely do. But I'm not a player, and I've never told any of these girl

''Eros said, enraged Maui was standing in front of Eros, and he moved aside. Maui pissed off Eros from that day on. Eros started seeing Less and Less of Leela. Day of the Lover The day of the Lover is an event for a single and married couple for married couple. They spent a lot of time together. For the single, if you like someone and you want to start dating them, you give that person a gift. Everything must be handmade for the woman. They must receive only Jewelry, and for the men, they can only receive clothing. If that person wears the gift, that means they en feeling. This event lasts for five days, and everyone started to make a gift to give to their crush.