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Rachel who was now left alone in the study room looked around and came across a book since she was bored and wanted to relieve her stress. She lied down on the couch and began reading the book with concentration ………. “Urghhh……babe faster”. Linda moaned loudly as she held his back tight. “Yes baby, you are so good”. Matthew groaned and said as he moved faster, releasing all his seeds inside her. After their vigorous workout, he collapsed on Linda's body, making her smile in satisfaction. “You are such a bad boy”. Linda said as she traced her finger on his bare back. Matthew chuckled and kissed her deeply before getting up from her body and lying on the space next to her.

Seeing that tight untouched dusky pink hole sends a zap of lust through Khatri and he can’t stop himself even if there’s a gun held to his head. He swipes his tongue over the sensitive patch of skin, once, twice, and fuck, the taste, it’s like a revelation. warm, musky, a sharp tang of sweat and skin that’s all Matthew, dark and forbidden, like licking the edge of damnation itself.

Chapter 6 Bond Ignition POV: Adelina McKenna They say the mate bond feels like gravity. What they don’t tell you is that it doesn’t just pull it burns. I couldn’t sleep that night. Not because the room was unfamiliar, or because the air was thinner this high in the mountains, or even because the entire Silver Fang pack had just stared at me like I was an infected wound. No, sleep was impossible for one reason: Daxon Reyes. His scent still clung to my skin. Cedar smoke, sharp steel, and something electric like rain right before a storm. His gaze still haunted me, echoing in my skull like a song I couldn’t forget. And that moment the second our eyes locked had carved itself into me like a bran

“Yes. It’s her. It’s been her this whole time. I didn’t know at first, but then I saw her at Velvet, and—” “And you didn’t tell us?” Riley cut in. “You’ve been sexting with her? And now you’re… what? Emotionally invested? Fucking with her?” “Damn.” Alex whistled. “That’s a whole trope. Professor-student forbidden romance with BDSM? I read fanfic that starts like this.” “Alex…” I groaned. “I’m just saying,” he added, grinning. “This is my favorite genre.” Riley still looked like she wanted to throw something. “She’s like a decade older than you, Matthew.”

His eyes were dark, unreadable, filled with a hunger that mirrored her own. She let her hand slide down her stomach, her fingers tracing the soft curve of her hip before dipping lower. The heat between her legs was already intense, a slick, pulsing need that made her ache. She touched herself, not with the gentle curiosity of before, but with the demanding touch of the fantasy. Her fingers were hot, her touch was so eager.

She looked like temptation sculpted by God Himself. A slow smile curved Matteo’s lips. For a moment, he just stood there, watching her, drinking her in. His wife. His queen. And yet tonight, he carried sins she could never know. Or so he thought. Quietly, he stripped, then showered away the scent of smoke and hotel marble. By the time he returned, Aria was still sleeping, soft and inviting. He slipped onto the bed, careful, predatory, and gently pushed her thighs apart. Her scent hit him first—sweet, heady, still wet from her earlier play. Matteo’s cock stiffened instantly. He leaned down and dragged his tongue across her folds. Slowly at first, tasting her, savoring.

The moment the inner bedroom door closed, Matteo turned to me with wild, desperate eyes. “We have minutes,” he rasped, voice thick with everything we’d survived. “I need you. One last time before this island burns.” He didn’t wait for words. He lifted me onto the large marble counter in the open-plan bedroom, spreading my thighs wide and dropping to his knees. His mouth attacked my pussy with ravenous hunger — tongue plunging deep inside me, licking every inch of my dripping folds before sealing his lips around my swollen clit and sucking hard. I cried out, fingers fisting his dark hair as my back arched. “Matteo—oh god—”

He begged, his voice cracked slightly. She smiled down at him, dark and satisfied. She leaned forward, her tits pressing against his chest, and whispered against his mouth, “Come for me. Fill my pussy right now.” Mateo groaned loud and thrust up hard. His cock pulsed deep inside her as he finally came. Thick, hot spurts of cum shot into her, filling her up. He kept coming, long powerful jets that overflowed around his cock and ran down his balls. Nadia kept riding him slowly, milking every last drop while he shook underneath her.

I should have said something (cracked a joke, looked away, anything). But I didn’t. I watched Alex lick into Matteo’s mouth like he was starving. Watched Matteo’s lashes flutter, watched the way Alex’s fingers curled possessively at the nape of Matteo’s neck, the way Matteo’s throat worked when he swallowed Alex’s groan. And I got wet. Instantly. Shockingly. A hot, liquid rush that soaked straight through my panties and made me press my thighs together hard enough to ache. They broke apart slowly, breathing ragged. Alex’s lips were red and slick. Matteo’s pupils were blown so wide his eyes looked black.

without realizing it he closed his eyes all he wanted to do was close his eye for a while enjoying the feeling of Nora around his body, holding her rightly and closely he rested his lids fluttering before they became still,his breath even with Nora's. Then when he woke up and found himself in the hotel room, the first thing he did was ask of Nora, Mathew didn't want to tell him but he pushed him to the wall threatening him,he hesitated before opening the door,he had been outside a while, he could hear her frightened heart pounding and he enjoyed it,he was beginning to notice he liked everything about her,down to the way she cries.opening the door she screamed, but that wasn't what got his at