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“Claimed? By corporate title? Your pride is blinding you, Thorne. Where is the pack mark? Where is the bond?” Rian turned slightly. He glanced down at me. His icy brown eyes were assessing. He had to prove his claim immediately. The public denial was too risky. “The claim is absolute,” Rian stated. He reached out. He gripped my jaw hard. He forced my head up. His thumb pressed against the fresh bite marks on my desk I had discovered moments ago. “Look at her,” Rian commanded Zev. “She sleeps in my bed. She manages my weakness. She is my possession and my resource. The claim is non-negotiable.”

It was evident that the rose had been cut. It had the smell of rain and metal on it, just as it did in the funeral home. That’s when I saw it: the faint sign on the edge of the message. "No ink. No water." Blood. But for the first time, I realized what I had been afraid to acknowledge. Whoever my stalker was… he actually knew me. He had been living in this A/N: Chapter 1 to 5 might seem a little bit slow vut just trust the process, it gets way hotter from 6...

I knew for a fact, I was being watched. I took off my pajamas and then my black jockstrap, framing my ass in the mirror. I stood there, staring at my, at my reflection, obsessed by what I saw. My hourglass waist, the dermal piercings, I ran my hand through my chest rubbing on my nipple ring until I hissed. The message already got me hard. My cock throbbed so hard that it hurt, filling out my strap. "Fine, stalker. Let's play this game,"

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

As we walk towards his expensive Lamborghini white car which, I was admiring even though I'm pissed at the owner, he suddenly pinned me between his body and his car. My breath got hitched as I stared deep into his brown eyes. He smirked and tucks the falling hair on my face behind my ear. "Why are you always avoiding me?" He asked in a deep yet, sexy voice. His hand slides under my chin as he pulls my face closer to his. I rolled my eyes at his comment. "Let's go of me, Bryan" "I love the way my name rolled out of your mouth. Imagine calling me that on the bed whilst we have hot sex?"

No need to go through all this trouble. Romero came around the side and grabbed her arm, “Kill you? That would be too easy.” He dragged her to the hood of the car and caged her in. “But it seems to me you have a fetish for pissing me off.” “I’d say you have a similar fetish too.” Anateya sucked her teeth. “If you would just stop being so damn stubborn, maybe I wouldn’t have to resort to arson.” “So you nearly burned my house down just for my attention?” He held her lower jaw in a firm grip, eyes gleaming in the car lights. “How pathetic.”

She bowed her head and picked up her book again “Something like this would have been totally cool in the fictional world.” “I still need more details about him, though. Don’t try to escape it.” She folded her legs; I knew she wouldn’t let me off that easily. G was a helpless dark romance reader; her excitement when she heard I had a stalker that looked like he was a descendant of Hercules himself was priceless. She loved me, I knew that, but her being a reader, I expected this already. I hit my forehead with my hand tiredly. “I have a stalker, Gianna. This isn’t books; this is real life.”

pleasant. His hand slowly slipped out of my neck, passed over my neck to my shoulder, down my arm until it came to rest on the back of my hand. My fingers twitched as if they wanted to reach for him on their own, but my head was too busy to keep up. All that filled my mind was Nick. His smell, his taste, his caresses that sent shivers down my spine. His closeness, this feeling, it was all so new, so exciting. Just from the light stroking of his fingers, my pulse beat faster. Why had I never tried something like this before? Why wait so long? It was just amazing!

I read on, my heart racing: "My beautiful flower, I've been watching you, studying your every move. You have haunted me in my dreams, followed me in my memory, and enamoured me… …Alice… Your name echoes in the most silent parts of my mind, Brought to life by the memory of your touch, And the gentle sway of our bodies to the jazz music. You have become my obsession, Of which I will never tire. I am always watching, always waiting. And soon, I'll make my move. You can't escape me, no matter how hard you try. I'll find you, and when I do, you'll be mine forever.” Forever yours, [Your stalker]" My hand shook as I finished reading. I couldn't tear my eyes away from the signature. Fear tightened m

This was the wolf, taking what he wanted, and I was more than willing to give it to him. I moaned softly against his lips, my body trembling as his hands roamed over me, rough and possessive. Every touch sent a jolt of heat through me, like sparks igniting a fire that had been smoldering between us for too long. The bond pulsed stronger, the connection between us deepening with every breath, every kiss. Lucian broke the kiss, his breathing ragged as he pressed his forehead against mine. His hands were still gripping my hips, his fingers digging into my skin like he was fighting the urge to tear my clothes off and take me right here in the middle of the foggy street.