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"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

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She drops onto the couch opposite him, legs folding beneath her. “What’re you reading?” He lifts the book slightly. The Collected Stories of Nabokov. “Jesus,” she says, grinning. “You never change.” His eyes narrow faintly. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.” “I don’t know. Depends on how you were to begin with.” “Grace,” he says, her name like a warning—but there’s amusement too, buried under the low timber of his voice. “Are you trying to provoke me already?”

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“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

Ezekiel kissed my inner thighs softly, then looked up at me with a satisfied, hungry smile, his lips and chin glistening with my arousal. “You taste even better than I imagined,” he murmured, his voice rough. I could barely speak, still trying to catch my breath, my body buzzing with aftershocks. Ezekiel kissed me deeply, his tongue sliding against mine, letting me taste myself on him. The flavor was musky, slightly sweet, and strangely erotic. When he pulled back, he pressed his thumb over my swollen lips, eyes dark with lust. “See how good you taste?” he asked, voice low and rough.

he smiles pressing his forehead on mine. "You love that book the black tulip by Alexandre Dumas. You always fascinated me with your faves and likes of the works by humans," he trails his finger on my jawline. "So, would you take this stupid ass Alpha as your boyfriend and mate?" he ask again and I could hear nervousness in his voice. I pull him down to me "yes I would love that" he was to kiss me but I stopped him. Our face just inches away from each other "I don't want to hear you calling yourself stupid ass Mate" my nose brushing against his.

The air in the king's bedroom is thick, charged with the scent of omega in heat, the heavy curtains drawn tight against the outside world. Damien stands over Aiden, his presence towering shadow that consumes the available space. He doesn’t wait for permission or adjustment; he simply claims his mouth crashes down on Aiden’s, a bruising collision of teeth and lips that steals the breath from Aiden’s lungs instantly. It isn’t a gentle greeting; it is a takeover, a hungry, devouring force that leaves Aiden clinging to Damien’s biceps for stability. The kiss tastes of copper and desperation, Damien’s tongue invading Aiden’s mouth with a rhythm that mimics the act to come.

"I can call Chase right now and book us a place in Maldives. No phones, no Wi-Fi." "Just the two of us," he nods as if considering the offer. "With our matching bullet wounds." And who said dark humor was dead? I almost laughed at what he said, instead, I gave him a slight smirk. "As tempting as that sounds, I don't want Harriet missing her chance to be my best woman." Of course, how could I forget the fact that Harriet is his best woman and Chase is my man of honor? It was a gender-bender idea offered by Theresa, approved by Chase and seconded by Lucas. She said I don't have someone in my family to be my maid of honor so it was only reasonable that Chase becomes the person standing beside m