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I breathed, parting my legs slightly as his fingers trailed higher up my thigh. “Alex,” he replied. His touch was confident, possessive. He leaned in, lips brushing my ear. “You’re already wet, aren’t you, Mia? I can practically smell how needy you are.” I shivered, biting my lip. “Soaked. My pussy’s been aching for days. And after what I saw tonight… I need it rough.”

She inhaled a sharp breath and said, “I want your mouth.” My chest swelled with satisfaction, and I made the first lick, the taste a mixture of sweet, tangy and spicy. If I had known how fucking delicious she tasted, I would’ve taken her long ago. I purred at the back of my throat and licked her folds again, moving all the way to her clit. “God, yes,” she cried out, her hands shooting out to clutch the top of my head. This was exactly what I had been waiting for. “I’m not going anywhere, cara mia... until I make you come.” I smiled against her sex.

Jeez, I was throbbing, imagining him shoving those fingers inside me right now, curling them while he watched me fall apart. But I shoved his hand away, stepping back even as my body screamed for more. “Touch me again without permission and I’ll make you regret it,” I spat, even though my nipples were aching and my legs felt weak. Alessandro chuckled, before walking back to his seat like he hadn’t just set my whole body on fire. He poured himself a glass of whiskey, then one for me, sliding it across the table. “Drink. Sit. We have things to discuss about how this is going to work.”

I reveled in the warmth of his mouth as I shoved my tongue inside, his tongue sliding wetly against mine. He gave as good as he got. Xavier was really good with his mouth after all. Yet, for some reason, tonight felt different. And it was pissing me off. I wrenched my mouth away from his with a scowl. “What’s wrong?” Xavier panted, his eyebrows furrowed. His lips were a little swollen, his eyes dark with desire. His hair stuck up in some areas, where it was mussed up by my hands. He was a beautiful mess.

He squeezed his forehead which suddenly felt hurt. “Xander…” Marco said on the third ring of his call. “Ah… Marco, you always bother me at night… and always at the right time! Thanks, man, I have to take a cold shower tonight." Xander answered in a very annoyed tone, yet… he still answered the call from himself. “I got… so many problems. I need your help and back-up." "Spill!" Xander answered quickly. "First, I got a problem with alpha Mario ... he is joining the hunter group and rouge ... to attack my pack .."

He should smell like rotting flesh and sewerage. Lord Talon continues to leap high into the air until he lands, crashing onto the ground by the river. Sitting and holding me tight against his chest. I feel his hot breath against my neck. It makes my heart race and stomach flutter. I look up and our eyes connect. Just like mine are flashing from light blue to dark blue fighting these mixed feelings of hate and desire. His are flashing from dark blue to black, fighting his desire and blood lust for me. I realise Lord Talon has been feeling the sparks, every time we touch. I don’t understand. Micah is my mate, so why am I feeling the same sparks I felt with Micah? As we continue to stare into e

“Cheers.” I put the last three steins in front of Tristan, his friend—“Fleming, thanks”—and Spader, who downs half in one go. “Will that be—” Spader, the creep, grabs my wrist. His palm is clammy, slimy, gross. I can feel the intensity of his wolf nature come off him in waves. “Hey new girl. Billie. I’m heading out. What would it take to get you in the alley for fifteen minutes, little human?”

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Luca pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting his lips to the glistening cockhead. “Beg for it.” “Never,” Alex growled, but his hips pushed forward anyway. Luca stood, spun him around, and pinned him face-first to the wall. He slicked his massive cock with spit and slammed in deep in one brutal thrust. Alex cried out as that fat dick stretched his sweet pot wide open, pounding straight into his core. “Fuck yes... take every inch of this cock,” Luca snarled, hips snapping forward in powerful strokes. “This pleasure pot was made to milk me. Gripping so fucking tight, like it missed being ruined.”

I should have done anything except sit there with Lily’s mouth on me and Riven watching like he had paid for the seat. “You are both insane.” “You slapped me,” Lily said against my skin. “You claimed him. You are letting me put my mouth on you. Pick a story and stay in it.” “I am not letting you.” “Then why are your hands in my hair instead of on my face.” I pulled. She came with the pull instead of away from it, closer, licking, breathing hot against me, her other hand sliding up my ribs. I was turned on. I could not hide it. My face was hot. My legs had opened when I sat down and I had not closed them. Every time she made that sound I felt it between my legs like a stupid traitor pulse.