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"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

“It wasn’t the first time we had sex, Ezra.” “I know,” I told her. “You’ve been through an ordeal. I just figured he’d take things slow.” Vanya took the book from my hand, closed it, then leaned forward to throw it onto the table. I swallowed when she sat up which made the shirt dip at the front, giving me a view of her bare breasts. A purr rose and escaped before I could stop it. Vanya rolled her eyes. “Men are all the same,” she muttered with a small shake of her head.

The scent of burning sage lingered in the air, mingling with the faint musk of leather and old parchment. Inside the library, Kelda carefully turned the brittle pages of an ancient tome, her fingers tracing the faint Norse etchings. The firelight from the hearth flickered against the towering bookshelves, casting moving shadows across the worn wooden floor.

Chapter 77 Phoenix's Wrath King Raphael's eyes burned with desire, his gaze fixed on me like a whispered promise, drawing him in with every sway of my hips. I could see the tension in his body, his muscles straining as he struggled to contain his growing arousal. I smiled knowingly, my lips curling up in a sultry invitation. My men closed in around me, their hands tracing the curves of my body as I danced, their touch igniting a fire within me. I felt the heat emanating from them, their desire for me almost tangible, a living thing that wrapped itself around me. King Raphael's hips began to move in time with mine, his movements fluid and sensual, as if he was already claiming me as his own.

They were plowing into my pussy with their rough tongues. I felt like I was going to squirt every time my pussy was stimulated like this. Jake seemed to notice, stopping his licking immediately as the gush of fluid was about to erupt. "Oh..." I pressed, my legs trembling. Seeing what he was doing to me now, I could barely imagine that he'd nearly become a priest. I don't know what made him decide to back down and create adult content on a website. But I'm grateful that he did, because otherwise we wouldn't be doing this crazy thing right now. ***

Welcome, I just needed to clarify a few things before you start reading to avoid any discomfort or disturbing content. This book will contain the following topics. Beware and skip any part that you don't feel comfortable reading. I don't like leaving warnings in the start of every chapter I write because it ruins all the fun in knowing what you'll read, so, just make sure to skip whatever you don't feel comfortable reading. [HIGHLY DESCRIPTIVE MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT: DEGRADATION/PRAISING/CHOKING AND VARIOUS KINKS]

I remembered his mouth on my neck last night, nipping, sucking, sending sparks straight to my core. My hand moved of its own accord, sliding up my thigh, pushing the hem of my pencil skirt higher. The fabric whispered against my skin, cool air kissing the exposed flesh. I traced the edge of my stockings, garters still clipped from the day, and imagined Noah's rough palms doing the same slow, deliberate, building the need until I begged.

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

“This shouldn't have happened. It was a huge mistake. What the fuck have I done?” Mason tried to touch my face, but I smacked his hand away, ran out of the toilets and back towards the bus. As I ran away from him, I heard him call out, “Freya please. You're my Fianna, I love you.” To Be Continued… This story continues in book two, Abandoned By An Alpha. Thank you for reading, and I hope you like the series so far xoxo

“But I will be working on getting to the end of this, I promise.” “That’s not all….” Beth chewed on her lips, her eyes darting to the shed a few feet away, and I could tell that she was mulling over in her head. “An omega is missing as well,” The housekeeper pressed out after a minute and unlaced her fingers, rubbing her hands up and down her arms to suppress a chill that has nothing to do with this dreadful weather. “What?!” *** I have a new book on my profile, “Bonded to the Alpha Twins”; it’s a reverse harem filled with twists and turns. I hope you can shower it with the same support and love! ***