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she confirmed, “and that you are about to become a full-time window spy. Congratulations.” I gasped. “I am not spying on him!” “Yet.” I groaned, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. “Why do I feel so weirdly happy about this?” “Because you’re still hopelessly in love with that man, despite my ongoing efforts to drag you out of his gravitational pull.” Laurette cackled. "Oh my God, this is fate!" I groaned. "Don’t start.” "Are you kidding? This is the universe giving you front-row seats to that man’s life. Tell me, what’s happening over there? Is he shirtless? Towel around his waist? Fresh out of the shower?"

The motherfucker just strolled out the door like I owed him something. I shook my head and walked off to the study, getting ready to draft the contract and look into videos and websites he could browse. Ren’s POV I felt so good knowing that Kai was looking out for me, even though he was already considering the possibility of divorce. But the second thing Adrian mentioned blew my mind. Their lifestyle… BDSM. Did I even fit? I wanted this to work because I didn’t know if I’d be able to take him going into someone else’s arms for his needs.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

Chapter 4 Cat’s POV The ceiling fan was still spinning slowly in lazy circles when my eyelids fluttered open. My body felt heavy, deliciously used, like I've been railed nonstop till I passed out. The sunlight slices through the half opened curtains, hitting directly to the damp spot on the duvet right between my legs. I stretched long and slow, with my arms above my head, my back arching off the mattress. A dull ache settled between the lower part of my belly. My pussy throbbed once, hard like it was reminding me that we weren't done yet.

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Unspoken Words Phera POV: The sun streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over the room. I stretched, feeling the delicious ache in my muscles from last night’s activities. My mates had been relentless in their passion, making sure I knew just how much they loved and valued me but how they would punish me as well. The thought of the spanking I had received last night had me blushing. Who would have thought I was into spanking not to mention the whole degradation thing. It was a night filled with pleasure and connection, but now, as I shifted in bed, I couldn’t help but wince at the soreness. But, fuck, it was fan-fucking-tatstic

-Rumors- He wished the rumors were true. But not everyone's attention, he felt nauseous. The young man could look at their eyes, vision shifted to a blur as heart palpated. April on the other hand didn't like the tone that the girl had, in fact she never once liked her. The girl who likes to spread rumors, who is in love with Wayne and pretty much all the hottest guy, and acts like a queen bee when clearly, she is not. Her name is Pema, a lot of their doesn’t really like her, some even wonder why she was one section one but one thing for sure is that she was backup in their class.

“Sometimes more, if I can scrounge the money together. Anything to be here, where Piper worked and lived. She’s going to be our next Queen, you know?” “You support Piper, then?” the producer asked. “Of course!” The woman scoffed, like she was insulted by the idea that she could be supporting anyone else. “Everyone who comes here does. She’s our girl, for sure!” A round of cheers went up around the dining room. I heard what the woman said and I still struggled to believe. Everyone was here in support of… me? “This has become something of a fan club home base for you,” Anna said. “Everyone here is your supporter.”

Wait, this could be because Alfred is gone, he made me a spare tire. Up to you. If the spare tire is able to provide a sense of comfort, he certainly does not want to use another tire. "What if I stop playing with other girls?" I asked. There has been no reaction from Fany. "I promise Fan, I will not bring any girl into the room without your permission. How?" Good, he still has his back to me. Looks like I made a mistake. If there was a time machine, I'd like to go back in time--

I tug my breeches up loosely, not bothering to lace them, and let my head fall back, staring at the flickering shadows from the dying fire. My mind drifts to how far I’ve come, or fallen, into this isekai mess. “Okay, brain, recap time,” I murmur to myself, voice barely above a whisper. It’s a habit from my old life, talking through fan theories alone in my apartment. “In Thorns of Desire, Cillian’s supposed to be this untouchable scholar, topping everyone in his path, building his harem without a hitch. But me? I bottomed for Ardyn on day one, topped them both awkwardly, and now we’re in a threesome competition? Plot’s derailed big time.” I chuckle softly, running a hand through Cillian’s b