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she murmured against his lips. "Good." They lay there in the darkness, tangled together, and for a little while, they had no care for anything else in the world.

My fingers dipped into the indentation over her spine, and I moved down to her ass. She lay with her cheek against my chest, satisfied by the sex and relaxed by my touch. It was dark outside, and since the bedside lamp had never been turned on, it was dark in the bedroom too. I’d wanted her the moment I’d laid eyes on her, but I’d never imagined I would want her even more after I’d had her. The hit was supposed to cure the itch, but it only ignited a fiery addiction. Beautiful women were a dime a dozen, but to have this kind of chemistry…that was uncommon. That was deeper than looks. That was our souls crushing together and setting on fire.

my wolf growled inside me again, louder, demanding. Damien froze mid-thrust then slammed in deeper, like he’d heard it too. His eyes flashed gold, glowing in the dark room. “Fuck, mate?” he rasped, voice breaking with shock and hunger. “Is that what you are? My fucking mate?” He flipped me over in one brutal move, my back hitting the boxes, legs wrapping around his waist as he thrust back in, deeper, harder, his knot already swelling at the base. His mouth crashed down on mine, teeth clashing, tongue invading like he was claiming every inch of me. I kissed back desperately, nails raking down his back, drawing blood that only made him fuck me wilder.

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

He swallowed the sound like it belonged to him, like I belonged to him. I wanted to fight it, to push him away, but my body betrayed me. My hands, trembling, reached for his shoulders, clinging to him like he was the only thing keeping me from falling into an abyss. Maybe he was. Or maybe he was the abyss, pulling me in with every kiss, every touch. "Good girl," he murmured against my lips, his approval sending an unexpected warmth through me. It was a cruel paradox—his darkness felt like the only light I had left.

I scream, not minding if I would draw attention. “Ahhh,” he groans and rams into me. Deeper. Fucking hard! I feel my cunt swell with his seeds, ones I wish would germinate inside of me. Lust in love, I come. Hard. Squirting and moaning like a bitch. New story alert: You’re locked in a room with your father's best friend. A freak, perverted sadist. You crossed the line by inviting your boyfriend over. To punish you, he straps you in a collar and drags you to his dark, kinky room, and teaches you how bad girls are handled.

By the darkness in her eyes, I am not the only one. Aubrey opens her mouth to speak, but changes her mind. The tension in the air intensifies. Before I can think or stop myself, I crash my lips down on her. I wait to be pushed away, but Aubrey kisses me back, moaning into my lips. I push her back roughly to the front door. Aubrey doesn’t fight against it. This probably isn’t the best way to solve anything, but in the moment, I don’t care. I need to fuck her. She needs me to fuck her.

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I knew her father was drowning in debt and would do anything to save himself, even if it meant selling his own daughter. That made me want her even more. I liked the idea of taking something precious from him. I felt no guilt as the auction began. I was Arben Zefi, and this was my world. I was ready to take Amina, to own her completely. In my mind, this was just another step in my rise to power. I thrived on control and dominance, and she was going to be my next conquest. The darkness within me smiled at the thought, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next.

My body gleamed from the oil, golden under the soft light like a weapon sheathed in skin. As I fastened my robe, I felt that old, exquisite calm return. Jealousy had burned itself down to something better: purpose. Women like me didn’t rage. We planned. I walked past Rumer’s chaise, the click of my heels echoing against the marble like punctuation marks. “Book the private suite at the Club Noir,” I said. “Tell the staff to clear it for an hour.” Rumer grinned. “An hour?” “That’s all I’ll need.”