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Owen quickly started rubbing my sex, I tried to say thank you, but it came out garbled. Once the wax was off, Owen put down the flogger. “How are your nipples, pet? Do you want to take the clamps off?” I nodded. My nipples ached; I knew it was going to be worse when he removed them. Owen moved from view, then when he was back, he bent over, and his hand slowly pulled the first clamp off. I cried out in pain, but Owen’s mouth soothed my nipple. His mouth was cold like he had just put a piece of ice into it. My cry turned into a moan as Owen suck and flicked his tongue over my nipple. He did the same thing to the other nipple.

I arch my back, seeking more contact with his body. Omar's authority was a whole new game. My dating experience consisted solely of one person, Liam. Our intimate moments came with an imposed Alpha dominance incapable of bending my independent spirit no matter how hard he tried. But Omar, he made me submissive with just an alluring whisper. The hand on my chin slid down, his fingers cared my neck like feathers before slipping under my tunic to cup and squeeze my breast. "CRAWW" – A raven crows us apart. Omar's forehead rests on mine as we both gasp for air.

Elliot took the whip away from him while Evan, Taylor and I took care of the girl. Dad had the man on the ground and was holding him by the throat, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing to this girl?” The man tried to talk, but dad chuckled, “Oops.” Dad moved his hand a little and chuckled, “Now, try again.” The first words out of the man’s mouth were, “Where did you come from?” Elliot growled, “That doesn’t matter. Who are you and why were you doing this to that poor girl?” The man replied, “I am Alpha Xavier Crass of the Midnight Sky Pack. That girl is my mate, and she is only an Omega. I rejected her, but she is mute so she couldn’t accept my rejection. I got tired of dealing with an i

My entire body tensed. No. I pulled back hard, stumbling away as if his lips were poison, as if his touch might burn me alive if I let it linger another second. My chest heaved, my lips swollen and my mind fogged. This man has to be the devil himself because how was I almost surrendering to him after I told him just minutes ago that we were never going to have sex again? He leaned back against the railing casually, lips curved in a smirk, as if I hadn’t just shoved him away like he was some plague.

"You will answer my questions, Taryn, or I will let my men tear the answers out of you." "If you get answers about Rocco, I get answers about Enzo," I said, leaning my chin up to glare straight into his face. "That's not how a prisoner barters with a Don." "Then I guess we both walk away empty-handed." A low, guttural sound escaped his throat as he closed the remaining inch between us. His massive frame radiated intense warmth, and my body responded instantaneously—a fierce, humiliating wetness slicking my core as his scent of cedar and gunpowder filled my lungs. Something was deeply, dangerously wrong with me. The man was a ruthless killer who held my life in his hands, yet every nerve in m

“Please, Jake.” He grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her stomach. Mira’s face pressed into the pillow. He pulled her ass up so she was on her knees, back arched. His hand came down in a firm smack on one cheek. The sting made her moan louder. “Such a bad girl, wanting your best friend’s man,” he growled. But there was no anger in it, only heat. He lined up the head of his cock with her entrance and pushed in hard. Mira cried out as he filled her in one thrust. He was thick, and the stretch burned in the best way. Her pussy gripped him tight.

NOTE My lovely readers, I in no way want to fucking piss y’all off… but of course, not everyone likes me and I don’t give a fuck. However, Jeremy’s story along with Zanya and Viktor, the bratva Pakhan, is in my other book titled Tempting the Enemy. You may pick it up to read… or not, I really don’t give a fuck, but know it’s a poly relationship, and it’s interconnected. Jeremy’s twin is Hunter… I’ll drop bits of information I deem necessary. And once again, to all my loves, I appreciate y’all.

Scared I was about to turn away when suddenly my palms, get enclosed in a warm hold, "Let's walk." Whispers my life, giving one of his most beautiful smiles. And I just stood there, gwaking at my husband. Believe me my husband looks, the killer in formals, but casual, he is ferocious. The body-hugging white T and blue jeans left my mouth open. His subtle beard set perfectly on his chiseled jaw and his brown sparkling due to the orange glow of the street lamps. Fuck, Iris, stop thinking of raping your husband. I think biting my lips, my action didn't go unnoticed by Xander, as he leans and tugs my life from the grip of my test with his teeth,

I tried to pull out of their hold again but before I could, the door flung open and a tall dark skinned man marched towards me, a manic look in his eyes. He grabbed me by the collar and I spat in his face. This did nothing but piss him off which was exactly what I wanted. I needed him angered so that he would do something stupid enough to free me. But the bastard saw right through my intention. He smiled, wiping away his face. “Not so powerful now, are you, Alpha Xaden?” Without wasting any more time, he took out a tranquilizer. Another fucking one out of nowhere and plunged the syringe into the other side of my neck.

I thought as hard as I could. "Shut up Cassie I am working. And from now on I only want to hear yes Alpha from you." Xander said causing my heart to stop. "You are mine for the night Omega. It isn't fair that the Alpha keeps you all to himself." The man said in a menacing voice. Suddenly before the man could get to me, he was slammed against the wall by Xander.