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The roar that left my lips was filled with my rage, with my power. The END but the story continues in book two Her Trapped Dragon

“Goddess, why can’t men fuck like this in real life?” I peeked down at the cover and recognized the book as one of the Reverse Harem’s I’d given her. This particular one was about a coven of dragon shifters—as if that wasn’t the most fantastical thing I’d ever heard of. “You haven’t been with anyone like that?” “Oh, heaven’s no.” She scoffed, fanning herself with a manicured hand. “The most I’ve ever gotten from the men around here was some dirty talk and a smack or two on the ass. This—this feral, unhinged sex is exactly what I need.”

"I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel." "No contemporary BDSM books, no how-tos, nothing like that?" Sam inquired. "No. That was pretty much it," I replied. "Did your wife have a safe word?" Brianna asked. "Yes. I figured there had to be some way for Julia to opt out of her slavery if the reality wasn't meeting her expectations," I answered. "With the exception of the John Norman Gor novel, all of the romances were by women authors? In none of the reverse harem books, the multiple men were ever upset or jealous at having to share their woman?" Sam asked again.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

He pressed his lips to mine before speaking, “it’s the angel blood.” Excuse me, what? “What does that mean?” I asked him. He grabbed my hand, led me to his study and sat me down on a chair. He reached on a bookshelf and pulled down an old leather bound book. He opened it up to a bookmarked page and showed it to me. This page was all about angels! What stood out to me though was that angels were attracted to strong, dominant men who would produce the best offspring. The stronger the offspring would be, the harder it would be to resist. I looked at him incredulously.

By the time we get back to my place, I’m so horny I nearly rip my dress off. The next day, he takes me to an old bookstore that has been run by the same owner for over sixty years. She refuses to alphabetize anything, but when Damien asks her for a specific book, she knows exactly where it is. It’s cramped and crowded, full of volumes of rare old books and gorgeous hardback covers. Damien buys sme a copy of Pride and Prejudice in French.

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Claimed by him. Inspired, Tara put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long-just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit stimulator in slow deliberate circles.

"I would presume it would be more like a friends-with-benefits situation." "But?" I pressed, knowing there was more. "You mentioned something about my healing nature last night, didn't you?" "I did," he admitted. "This needs a little more context to make sense." He took a drink of his water before continuing. "I'm sure you understand that those that serve together in the service tend to form a brotherhood. A deeper bond than most individuals would." I nodded in agreement and understanding. "In our fire-team, there were only four of us: Riley, Tristan, Ash and I. We spoke a lot about our pasts, our traumas, our struggles and fears. We also spoke about our dreams and our futures. As well as th