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Julian hissed, his voice thick with a desire he hated. Elian opened his eyes, looking into the storm-gray depths of Julian’s gaze. In the dark, Julian’s face looked tortured. He moved faster, his hands gripping Elian’s thighs so hard they left white marks. Julian was a straight man; he repeated the lie in his head over and over but the way Elian’s body tightened around him, the way Elian looked at him with that lingering, tragic love... It was a drug Julian couldn't quit.

Until he’d tasted, touched, and come on every inch of her. And when it was over, he told her it would never be over. He told her she was his. That the diamond on her left hand didn’t mean shit to him. Tomorrow, Selene would go back to spreading her legs for Julian, and Kai would go back to college, but when he returned, every time he returned, she’d give herself to him. And when she touched herself while she waited for him, it would be his fingers, his tongue, his cock she fantasized about. It would be their dirty little secret.

“You’re going to shift if you don’t get control of yourself.” But I couldn’t calm down, I could feel Ivy pushing at my control, trying to force a partial shift so she could go down there and rip Sienna away from what she considered ours. My fingers were tingling and when I looked down I saw that my nails had started to elongate into claws. “No,” I said through gritted teeth, forcing the shift back down. “I’m not going to lose control.” But it was getting harder by the second, downstairs, Sienna had moved her lips from Nathan’s neck to his jaw, leaving a trail of kisses that made me want to scream.

I wasn't any little whore; I was in love with my husband and wanted a peaceful, healthy marriage with vanilla sex where I was treated with love and respect, unlike his father, who asked me to crawl and get on my knees and who treated me like a slut. Yes, I admit, dirty sex; the steamy, forbidden way he touched me; the way he pounded me so hard like it was the first and last time; and the way he came all over me, it all was so fifty shades of hot. It turned me on so much it fulfilled my sex fantasies, but I was a woman; I wanted a family; I wanted to be a loving, decent mother one day. “Oh fuck.” He groaned, holding my head in place as he pushed his cock deep inside my throat. I gagged. “Fuck

SHANICE A tortured moan slips past my lips, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as I slide down his hard length. He may not be as big as Ronan but he’s still bigger than the average man. Their cocks are really true to their body sizes. I think I’ve taken all of him until he thrusts his hips up and shoves more inches inside me. I hear someone groan but I’m too blissed out to check who. “She’s so fucking snug,” Sebastyan hisses, belting out a few words in Russian, to which Ronan fires back a response in the same language.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including dubcon/non-consensual elements (spanking, dominance/submission, coercion into sexual acts), group sex (FFM), BDSM (humiliation, punishment, toys), power imbalance, and degradation. Reader discretion advised – possible triggers for rough handling and emotional manipulation. CHAPTER ONE This is for Riley , Julian reminded himself, You’re doing this to help Riley.

He entered her with a sharp, forceful drive, completely overtaking her body as the heavy drapes kept the real world outside. He started fucking her with a relentless, brutal pace, using her body to vent the anger of the corporate war he was fighting in Seattle. Sia screamed and moaned into the pillow, her hands gripping the headboard as Julian drove deeper and deeper, marking another soul with the dark stains of his obsession. And miles away, trapped in the silence of The Sovereign, I sat by the window, counting the hours, praying for the friend who had just sold me to the devil for five million dollars.

“I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about you. I was thinking about the way you told me I couldn't come without your permission.” “And you disobeyed because you were angry?” “Desperate,” she said, her voice cracking. He circled her once more and picked up a slender, precise vibrator. He ran it over the inside of her thigh, making no move to enter her yet. “Tell me more.” “I dreamed of you,” she whispered. “I kept hearing your voice in my head. I imagined your hands on me. I thought if I touched myself just a little, the ache would stop. I thought maybe you wouldn't know.”

Fuck," Keir muttered opening his eyes to stare at Octavia who had already rolled to the side of the bed. He got up from the bed and rushed to the bathroom to get himself cleaned up quickly, the last thing he wanted was to leave his cum all over her bed. He turned on the shower and got in, washing the cum on his stomach off. Much better. He turned off the shower when he was sure he was clean then walked into the room carrying Octavia off the bed bridal style into the bathroom and placing her on the toilet for her to pee and wash off. "You didn't have to," Octavia said peeing immediately, she was waiting for him to come out before she used the bathroom. When she was done she flushed as Keir pu