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he said he and accelerated the exit into me. "Ohhh" "Ugh ugh" "fuck you delicious ugh" "ohh shif faster" "tight tight you ugh" "Ohhh" "Ahh Ahh Ahh" "ugh" "fuck your tight" You hear nothing in the room but a whole growl and a moan. A moment later we were both reached our orgasm. "I love you" I said "I love you too and the starry night witness how much I love you" he said. end :) A/N: Don't forget to rate this story! Merry Christmas!

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

He collapsed onto the cushions, thighs spreading wide, the fabric of his shorts tightening over the bulge there accidental, but my eyes darted away fast, old crush stirring unwelcome heat low in my belly. I returned from the kitchen with a glass, handing it over. Our fingers brushed electric, lingering a beat too long. He drank deep, throat working, eyes meeting mine over the rim. "You're a lifesaver." We fell into talk, easy at first, his deployment stories, the endless sand and adrenaline crashes; my graphic design grind, the late nights tweaking logos for ungrateful clients. The air thickened with the late hour, words flowing intimate, but his gaze kept wandering. To the hem of my shorts

The wolf purred inside me—content, possessive. When we broke apart, he rested his forehead against mine. “We can’t stay here long,” he said. “The hunters have friends. And the Coastal Pack will sense a new wolf in their territory soon. Ronan won’t like it.” “Your old alpha.” “Yeah. He’s… traditional. Doesn’t take kindly to rogues breeding new blood without permission.” I flinched. “Breeding?” He winced. “Bad word. Um, mating. Mating. Claiming. Whatever you want to call it. The bond is permanent. You’re mine. I’m yours. Pack law says I should’ve asked permission. I didn’t.”

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

Story Title: Midnight Contract Author: Feylume Genre: Office Romance, Billionaire, Power Play, Explicit Erotica Main Characters: • Isabella Hart – 26, ambitious, intelligent, beautiful with long dark hair and curves that drive him crazy. • Damien Cross – 34, ruthless CEO, tall, muscular, dark hair, piercing gray eyes, extremely dominant and controlling. Blurb: When her devastatingly handsome and ruthless CEO offers her a secret after-hours contract, Isabella discovers that mixing business with the most sinful pleasure comes with a dangerous price… and she’s addicted.

Luca, my own Italian stallion. In my fantasies, anyway. He's tall and built. His olive-toned, tanned skin draws me along with his midnight black hair and those dark brown eyes. Yum. Of course my fantasies aren't really happening right now. Because in my dreams, he catches me and then ravishes me, making me forget any other man. I've really been reading too many romance novels. Seriously. We just stare at each other, my blue-eyed gaze caught in his brown. I'm barely breathing, waiting for what he's gonna say. I know he's not my "real" dad.

Luca said softly, and Elena felt her resolve weakening. "You wish," she muttered, trying to resist his charm. Luca's laughter followed her as she walked away, heading to the bathroom. * * As the days went by, Elena and Luca's arrangement seemed to be working. They had managed to keep their hands off each other for two whole days, an impressive feat considering their undeniable attraction to one another. However, their willpower was put to the test on the third day after a Romano event. Earlier that day, the Romano family had been celebrating their 70th anniversary. Elena had dressed in a stunning red flowing gown that Luca had bought for her.

They say first love doesn't work out. Rune Durvel had not believed the quote at first but when it happened to her, she felt it to her core. Rune lived with her grandmother. Her parents died early leaving no memories to her. She was an orphan. She grew up as a happy child, and fell in love with Harold Raymond. They were each other's first love. Everything was going well, until one day Rune's grandmother told her that she was destined to marry someone else and hence she should cut all ties with Harold. Rune at first protested, but then she had to agree. It was painful for her to break up with him, and it was hard for Harold to see her slip away from him as well.