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“No!” “Hush,” Damon cooed, wiping the tears that sprang to my eyes. “We’ll go slow. We’ll never hurt you.” He assured me. His voice softening, distracting me only for a moment enough for Leon’s fingers to enter. They were slick as he circled my vertical lips, teasing gently. Xavier returned his cock into my mouth. While Leon fingered my clit, flickering it with fast pace that matched Damon’s deep pumps, I bit down on Xavier’s cock as I felt the pressure building. Oh, my God!

I can still taste Leon’s cum. “Thank you, sir,” he whispers against my lips. I let myself get lost in his kiss, a steady arm around his slender back, letting him remind me that he’s mine. Another reason I didn’t want to bring him here. I knew he’d get jealous. He always does. I allow him to steal my attention for a few minutes, claiming his mouth, but then Leon makes a sound so similar to a roar as he slams one more time into Lacy. She shivers as he spills into his condom, and I notice with wide eyes that she’s...she’s squirting.

Rachel's POV In the dimly lit chamber, my body still hummed with the afterglow of our union, my skin flushed and damp where Damon's touch had branded me. I lay nestled against him on the chaise, my head rising and falling with the steady rhythm of his breathing, the scent of our shared arousal lingering in the air like a heady musk. His fingers traced lazy patterns along my spine, each stroke feeling like a silent apology that soothed the raw edges of old wounds, and I felt the weight of his gaze upon me, intense and unguarded in a way that made my heart ache.

Then to my utmost shock, he licked his thumb. What the fuck? I mused, staring at him as my breath caught. I nearly cracked a smile even with the way the air had shifted, growing heavier and more charged. I hadn't expected that at all. The look on Leo's face shifted and his jaw tightened as if he was fighting some kind of internal battle. There was a lot I didn't know about him yet, and moments like this made that knowledge more profound. The way he suddenly changed into something else and became rather impulsive worried me, but I guess it was normal for a being of his kind.

"Even if I hate it. You're fucking mine." The dark, possessive words pushed me over the edge. With a loud, broken cry, my body shattered into a million pieces, climaxing violently around his length as the mate bond flooded my brain with paralyzing pleasure. A second later, Kael let out a deafening roar. He drove his hips forward one last, brutal time, burying himself to the hilt. His Lycan knot swelled instantly at the base, locking our bodies together as he released his hot, thick seed deep inside my womb, claiming my biology in the most primal way possible.

"And do not worry. I won't touch you that easily this time. I still haven't forgotten the humiliation I have gone through, Ms Lee." "Just tell me. What is it that you want from me now? Do you want to kill me for that humiliation? Then do it! After all, that's what all you bastard can do. I am already dead inside." She said, trying to control her tears. "What a pity Ms. Hamilton! I know well how bad you might have gone through due to those step-brothers! you have such two lovers, who are sadists, who love to hurt you but they don't love to see others hurting you. Haha makes an amazing plot for a movie." He kept on laughing like a mania.

When I had turned sixteen she was hellbent on making my life miserable because I was not fit to be in a school for werewolf and so she made my senior years in high school hell. "You actually thought I would choose you Athena?" My mate Leo snickered taunting me as Emma stood next to him smirking. My heart crumbled hearing his harsh words. This could never be the same man I gave my virginity to last night, no he wasn't this cruel...or was a blinded by my love for him? or by my need for love? Leo came close to me and leaned to my ear before whispered to me, "Last night meant nothing to me." And at this tears streamed down my face.

He seemed to like that because he purred lowly in his throat, and the sound travelled straight down to my core. "You taste exactly like you smell," he mused lowly, sounding pleased. "H-how?" "Like the ocean, vanilla, fresh grasses..." Wanting suddenly to put some space between us, I placed my hand on his shoulder and gave a push. Drawing back, he looked me in the eyes. I noted his had completely turned yellow. "What?" he asked. I said the first thing I could think of, "I wanted to, er, thank you. . ." "For?"

my voice was harsh when I was talking to him and the smirk too faded away from his face. "So you know," he said, rubbing his palms together. "You think you know all about him? That’s where you are wrong." He continued to piss me off. "I don’t care. All I know is that we love each other and that he is changing for me." I meant everything I said. His face had unspeakable pain written all over it. "Seriously, Phoenix, you remind me of Felicity. She was as naïve as you." He was laughing really loud, with one of his hands on his stomach and his back bent forward.

He looked straight at his nephew, a dark, arrogant smirk playing on his lips while he continued thrusting into me without slowing down. “You heard me, Liam,” Damon said calmly, voice rough with pleasure. “Your girlfriend is busy. She’s finally getting fucked the way she deserves.” I whimpered, pushing my ass back to meet Damon’s thrusts. The thrill of being watched — of Liam seeing me like this — mixed with the intense pleasure and made me even wetter. “Damon… oh god, your cock feels so good,” I moaned, loud enough for Liam to hear. “It’s so much bigger… so much thicker than his…”