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Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“Come on. You know I learn better when I’m motivated. Just one more button. I’ll read the whole chapter out loud if you do.” I sighed, but the heat between my legs was already building. I reached up and unbuttoned one more. The deep V of my blouse now showed almost everything. Alex’s eyes darkened. “Fuck… they look so full. I can see your nipples getting hard already.” “Alex,” I warned, but my voice was weaker. He stood up suddenly. In one swift motion, he swept his arm across the table, sending all the books, notes, and pens crashing to the floor with a loud clatter.

“H-how do you know that?” Roman laughed softly. “Because out of the ten comics I brought into your room the last time, you re-read the BL ones at least four times each. You underlined scenes.” Lucien's face turned crimson. “You looked through my books?!” “Just the covers. Relax.” Roman winked. “You’re not... angry or weirded out?” “Why should I be?” Roman shrugged. “People like what they like. I think it’s cool that you’re honest about it."

Sara pushed her breasts together and opened her mouth. "Come on me," she begged. "Cover your stepsister with your cum. Callum came with a deep guttural moan. Thick ropes of hot cum shot across her breasts. Her neck. Her face. Pulse after pulse. Painting her. Marking her. They collapsed together. Breathing hard. Bodies covered in sweat and cum. Callum pulled her into his arms. He kissed her forehead. Then her lips. Softly this time. "This is just the beginning," he whispered. "I am nowhere near done ruining you this week."

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Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”

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Just stared at me with that cold, unreadable mask, jaw tight, eyes dark as the forest outside. I pressed forward, leaning down so my breasts were inches from his face. “You’ve been avoiding me all day after I saw you fucking that woman in your office. I thought maybe you’d prefer the real thing. Someone who actually knows how to take your cock.” I placed one hand on his hard thigh, fingers sliding higher, brushing near to the bulge I could already see forming in his pants. “I’m not wearing anything under this dress, Roman. My pussy is bare. Still sore from how deep you fucked me.” A soft smile displayed on my face. “All you have to do is reach under and take what you want.”

somebody asked, which made everyone giggle. “No way. If they did, she wouldn’t be walking properly,” another added. In a chorus of laughter, I felt my cheeks darken with barely contained anger. “But for real, it’s being wasted on Scheur,” Margo, a maid I barely interacted with, said. I knew she had a few relationships with other werewolves, never shying from her sexual escapades and retelling stories. “Yeah, if it was me, I wouldn’t only try to date him but use him to better my life. He is rich—use him and raise your power,” she added, which wasn’t wrong, but I wasn’t interested in him at all. I had no interest in being with a man like King Baldwin.

As she focused on a lightly hairy mole on the side of his neck Clare remembered a girl at college who had read ina psychology book that if you look at anyone, and that is absolutely anyone, for long enough you will find yourself falling in love with them. ‘Hey dreamer,’ Graham purred. He had caught her looking at him, studying his neck. He probably thought she was sizing him up for a love bite. A little self-consciously he ran his fingers through what remained of his hair. He proffered the receipt and Clare signed it with the flourish that she would one day use to sign limited edition prints of the biceps and buttocks of the rich and famous. ‘Well ... don’t spend it all at once!’ Graham joke