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Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

His wolf roared in victory, finally, finally getting what it needed. Her hands gripped his shirt, pulling him closer. She kissed him back with a desperation that matched his own, like she'd been waiting for this her whole life. The full moon blazed outside the window. And Dmitri Volkov, Alpha of the Volkov pack, gave in to the bond he'd been fighting from the moment he heard her heartbeat. He pulled her into his lap, his coat falling away from her shoulders. She didn't seem to notice the cold anymore. She was burning up, just like him.

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

They would never risk their sterling reputations by making me look anything less than flawless, no matter how much I might wish it. Resignation settles over me as I swing my legs off the mattress and shuffle into the shower. I linger under the hot spray, willing it to unknot my stiff muscles. If only it could rinse away the knot of nerves twisting in my gut. By nightfall I'll be Katya Kozlova, chained to Isaac for life. I slide into the underdress Maude laid out, then shrug on the satin bridal robe she left behind. A cheerful note rests on top reading: You're going to be beautiful!

Why does he have to be so damn dangerously sexy? My hand moved downward again, slower this time. I slipped it under my shorts, fingers brushing over my already damp panties. A soft sigh escaped me as I started touching myself, imagining it was Ezekiel’s hands instead of mine. Imagining him fresh out of the pool, still wet, pressing me against the wall and kissing me like he couldn’t get enough. My fingers moved faster, circling my clit as heat built between my legs. I bit my lip to stay quiet, but soft whimpers still slipped out. The necklace felt cool against my skin, a reminder that he had thought about me. That he had picked this out for me.

“But tomorrow, someone else will deliver it.” His lips curved into the faintest smile. “We’ll see.” Back at the café, Lila nearly exploded with excitement when Grace relayed the encounter. “Grace!” she squealed, grabbing her arm. “Do you understand what’s happening? This is like every romance novel ever. Grumpy billionaire, feisty girl, instant sparks!” Grace groaned, covering her face with her hands. “This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.”

Unspoken Truths - Chapter 1 Damian I finally have everything. The woman I love, a future carved out in the Familia, and the life I want - no, the life I will have. Sareena’s mine: my girlfriend, and now my fiancée. She’s the woman who will one day be my wife and the mother of my children. Two girls and a mini-me.

Chapter 2 Adrian touches me firmly , grounding me, his rough fingers pressing into the delicate skin just above my pulse point. The contact sends a jolt through me, not just from the warmth of him, but from the mark itself. It flares, a sudden, searing heat that races from my collarbone down my arm, as if his skin has lit a fuse beneath mine. I gasp, my free hand flying to his chest, fingers curling into the thick wool of his tunic. His breath hitches, his dark eyes locking onto mine, and for a heartbeat, the world narrows to this me and him