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Me of all people? Lucas Santis?? Is it Marcella changing me into being naughty? Or have I always been so naughty ... .but no one to bring it out of me?? Damnit! I'm very much surprised at myself. Marcella seems to like my dirty talk because she even rubs harder. “Oh! Lucas…I am close,” she pants. “Please…I'm so close.” I can't believe she's on the edge already. But damn, it is fucking hot how fast she's getting there.

She wouldn’t even step on the dandelions in our yard, reasoning that they had a right to live as much as any other plant or animal. “Mom, it’s fine. He isn’t going to keep coming around.” “Who isn’t going to keep coming around?” Mari came outside, leaning against the doorframe. With her long, auburn hair, milky skin and bright green eyes, Mari looked like something out of a magazine. She’d always been pretty, but when she’d started learning how to become a makeup artist in high school, she’d managed to turn herself into a knockout. Everything about her was perfectly manicured, from her nails to her hair to her clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her with so much as a zit. A large diamond s

Zoey snorted the force between us breaking. “Oh and Bri,” Beau said. “Maria makes em as spicy as you want em, so I'm curious after tasting your food. How spicy do you want these tacos? The scale goes from a 1 to a 10.” I pouted, “There's no 20?” “No but I bet she will make an exception for you,” Wyatt mumbled. I looked at Zoey. “Is it safe?” The men exchanged a look. They both nodded. “Yes,” they said together.

Before I could even process what the message was even about, another bubble popped up—a video file. I hesitated for a second, then tapped it. The screen filled with the garish colors of some tropical set—bright flowers, palm leaves, fake tiki torches. A large banner read HAWAII LOVE HUNT – Valentine’s Day Special. And in the middle of the screen… was Charlotte dressed very provocatively and talking about her sex life. And how she opened an Onlyfans. I saw men lined up with balloons each one popped after her introduction. The camera panned down—lingering on her body in a way that made my stomach twist.

But before Achademsi could respond or react to Fasting's words, a young waitress came in between them, handing each of them a menu, the list of possible orders caused a distraction, but not as much as much as her plumb and nicely shaped curves. " Just the salads, pumpkin, I'm on a diet, thank you " Fasting responded quickly as opposed to Achademsi who could'nt stop staring at the enticing waitress. " Ahem " Fasting coughed, in an attempted to draw Achademsi's attention from the waitress's backside. " And what will you be having sir " the waitress asked politely. " Yes, what will you be having my dear friend " Fasting asked, trying to hide his disgust at Achademsi's behavior.

Do you really want to stay here, marry that monster, and start bearing his children? “No. Of course not,” I whispered under my breath. I walked to the door and opened it. “Are you ready, dear?” Zita asked with a polite smile. “Yeah. I’m already starving.” “I’m sure you are.” She gestured toward the hallway. “This way.” I followed her.

My breath hitched as I only just noticed that he had insanely gorgeous blue eyes that were similar to Brandon’s. “Is there a problem princess?” He asked, surely noticing that I was staring at him like my eyes could shoot out daggers. “I don't want this marriage and I know you don't.” I began, deciding to go straight to the point. I would not allow his insanely handsome self to distract me from my main focus. “So, I'm making a deal with you now. We go through with the marriage to keep our families and the council satisfied, but behind closed doors, we live our own lives. You don’t interfere with mine, and I won’t interfere with yours. Deal?” I stretched my hand for a handshake, very certain t

"This marriage will be miserable for you and me. Sophia will never accept this situation, and she is good at controlling Alora." I replied in the same tone, "Let's not talk about women now; there is a war coming on the horizon, and we cannot allow personal differences to weaken us from making the right decisions." "War? Do you think marrying someone other than your estimated mate will make you stronger in battle?!" His speech was not so much a query as sarcasm and disapprobation. I looked up and said wearily, "I marked a tattoo on her." Rid giggled as if I had thrown a joke at him and asked me mockingly, "Poor Alex, did you believe her?!"

Xandra replied playfully. "But he rejected me!" I exclaimed, shocking Xandra. "But he could still feel the mate bond," Xandra countered. "And that's it? How is that possible? He rejected me, he shouldn't be feeling the mate bond. I should also stop, but it didn't. It felt like the mate bond was getting thicker and stronger almost every day. I want to hate him, but I couldn't even bring myself to push him away. I wished I could push him away, I don't want him close to me, but I can't. I can't even bear to stay out of his way for a day. It looks insane to me, this makes me weak, and I can't even control it anymore. This trip will only add to the fuel. I don't want to be closer to him. I don't

Mari face heat up as she realized it's Raymond St Daniels and his girlfriend, Sara. She stayed quiet, listening to the sound of their passionate sex. She only thought of listening, but her pussy began throbbing with desire. Fuck! Her fingers on their own accord, slid up to her pussy, romancing her private sensitive area. Mari was naive and don't know what to do, but she wanted to imagine it's Raymond making love to her. The way he's fucking Sara right now.