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Mr Smith was never one to speak straightforwardly. "There was something you said in my office that time and I saw that fire in you. That drive in you. But now I see the fire quenching slowly. The lady I saw at first knew what she wanted and her passion was over the hills." When Mr Lucky had asked him why he chose Victoria, he didn't have a proper answer for it but now he does. She loved computers just like she did. She loved creating and was very passionate about what she loves. She knew what she wanted and worked for it, a similar attribute as his.

"Greedy Amor Meus, aren't you? Always wanting more. Always needing more." With a sudden violent thrust, Lucifer drove into Allistair, his hips slamming against Allistair's ass with a force that stole his breath. Allistair cried out, his body arching off the ground, his Chaos exploding in a wave of ecstatic agony. "Fuck, yes," Lucifer snarled low in his throat, the sound almost a feral growl. "Take it. Take all of me. Every inch. Every drop. You're mine to use, mine to fuck and mine to ruin."

he murmured, voice smooth, concealing the fire that had been ignited inside him the moment he saw those damning pages. Trina moved closer, hands brushing the counter, her fingers just barely grazing his. “Strong, just for you,” she whispered, eyes locking onto his. That whisper, that touch, set a slow, deliberate burn through him. Desire and strategy twined together in his mind, each thought sharpening the edge of his plan. He sipped his coffee, trying to savor the warmth while hiding the tension coursing through him.

"Not us. You. Only you." Her eyes—already big—went wider. "Just me? Why?" I swallow hard. The words tasted like rust. "They're called Lustfangs. They look almost vampire-like—pale, fast, flawless if you don't know what's behind the smile. But they're not. They run on one instinct." I force myself to meet her gaze. "They smell a woman's desire or her scent from miles away. They track it. They...take her. Over and over until she's carrying what they put inside her."

Every stroke of his fingers was like fuel on a fire she had been fighting to put out but secretly wanted to burn in. “Damien… please…” she gasped, gripping his shoulders as his fingers moved in and out of her, slow at first, then faster, curling just enough to make her cry out. Her head fell back, lips parted, voice breaking into helpless sounds. He watched her face like a man starved, drinking in every expression, every tremor of pleasure that passed through her body.

As Max sat down beside her on the bed, Mira felt her senses come alive, aware of the proximity and the unspoken tension between them. "Was this lust or love she taught?" Mira's mind was a jumble of emotions as she thought about her friends' warnings and her own feelings for the twins. She couldn't deny the strong attraction she felt towards Max, but was it love or lust? She thought back to the way her heart skipped a beat when Max appeared in her window, the way her skin tingled when he smiled at her.

The words settled between them. “And now?” she asked. “Now he thinks I’ve grown careless,” Lucian said. “That I’ve let something—or someone—close enough to matter.” Her chest tightened. “Me.” “Yes.” The admission was blunt, unsoftened. It hurt more than she expected. “So I was right,” she said quietly. “I’m leverage.” Lucian’s eyes flicked away for a fraction of a second before returning to hers. “You’re more than that.” “That’s not what I asked.”

His hand was strong, proving that he was truly a mafia as described. I don't know why, but I began to breathe heavily. His eyes suddenly monitored my breasts which were slightly exposed as I had stoop low to wipe his face. I saw him gulped gently and continued staring into my bust. I wonder why he did that? Why is he staring at me lustfully? What is in his mind? Couldn't he just let me go? I made a gentle pull to get off his grip, however he tightened it. "You---Look" he paused and relented from saying anything further.

Her cute squeaks and moans indicating how close she was to an orgasm. In lusty daze, Rhy dipped his head too, lips hovering over the sweet spot on the Beta’s neck. He could feel the bond between their counterparts pulsing. It blazed between their souls, drawing them closer and closer with Lillah sparking between them. The Vermale pushed another finger into her, forcing her to come undone and spill her cum over their dicks.