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Lucas was mine now, and I was his, the forbidden bond stronger than any sacred tie. I traced patterns on his chest, already planning the next time I would push him over the edge. His hand stroked my hair, and I smiled against his skin. The wolf had surrendered, and the heat between us burned hotter than ever. We dozed briefly, but his cock stirred against my thigh, and soon we were at it again, this time with me riding him on the couch, my hips rolling as he gripped my waist and thrust up to meet every descent. His knot swelled inside me once more, locking us as I ground down, milking every drop from him while his mouth latched onto my nipple, sucking hard enough to leave marks.

Prologue Anastasia Olivia, Scarlett, and I swayed to the music in the Russian Orchid, laughing and carefree. This nightclub in Moscow was a must, according to tips Scarlett received. It has been the best summer ever; it would stay with us forever. I couldn’t remember the last time all three of us felt so happy and relaxed. We were having the time of our lives. Our last hurrah before life would take us all away and back to reality. There was a young Russian singer on the stage singing, and even though we couldn’t understand a single word, the beat drove our bodies as we danced.

she demanded, her hands grabbing Jax’s shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. Jax’s thrusts intensified. He drove into her pussy with a pounding force, his hips slamming forward, his balls swinging. Each impact made Sloane’s body jolt on the rock. Kade’s pace increased too, his cock pistoning into her ass with a slick, rhythmic motion. The two men’s rhythms weren’t perfectly synced, which created a chaotic, unpredictable internal stimulation that made Sloane’s mind blank with pleasure.

“Respect during the day, maybe. He won't touch you I guess. But when the beast takes over? No lycan has the patience to stay calm for a human, Raven. Teaching the beast to be gentle is hard work. Most lycans don’t bother. Why would they? Their own females can take the roughness. They heal faster. They crave it. You? You’re human. You're soft and fragile. One bad rut and he could tear you apart without even meaning to. You would be bleeding, shaking, begging him to stop… and his beast might not listen.” She brushed a thumb across my cheek, almost lovingly. “If love blooms by the end of the contract and once he knots you, you’re stuck there, impaled on him while he fills you over and over. The

Author's POV Ryker's eyes locked onto Carly, the pack's resident seductress, as she sauntered towards him. He could smell the desire wafting off her, and his body responded instinctively. But as he pulled her into a fierce kiss, he couldn't shake off the nagging sense of discomfort. It had been weeks since Jasmine's betrayal, and Ryker had thrown himself into a whirlwind of sexual escapades. Carly, the tavern whores, anyone who would have him. But no matter how many bodies he used to try and fill the void, the pain persisted.

She asked me, and I looked down at my plate, not knowing how to break it out to her. I was indeed a writer and I have written three books in my College times and before I got married but it was based on the romantic story between different species and well, we can say that it was a lot controversial. Though I have millions of active readers reading it, I can't bring out my name like this. I am sure the alphas and Lunas won't appreciate it when they'll come to know that their infamous Luna Woods is the author behind those books that include interspecies romance and incest.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

reveals the history of the most terrible necromancer of all time. Silvia Liam is an author of twenty romance fantasy novels both in Russian and English languages. Writing has always been her passion. She enjoys creating romantic stories featuring sweet sensual and passionate characters. Her career as an author started when she was twenty-five years old. Now her books have more than 150 000 reads world-wide. She is married and has two amazing daughters.

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