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I've been reborn. I've gone back to the morning when my sister, Tilda Archer, and I sit in the Werewolf Council Hall, waiting to choose our mates. In my previous life, Tilda throws herself at Mike Pierson, a promising young Alpha of the Pierson pack, while I'm paired with Phil Pierson, a nobody from a lesser branch of the pack. But just after Tilda is marked by Mike, he leads his warriors to the border. Not long after, word comes back that he has been killed in battle. Meanwhile, Phil rises to power amid the bloodshed and chaos, eventually becoming the Alpha who rules over wolves across the entire wasteland. Without the Alpha's protection, Tilda endures endless contempt and torment withi

The night before we're supposed to go to the city hall to get married, my fiancee suddenly breaks the silence after we sleep together. "A man in his 30s simply doesn't have the stamina of a younger guy." I'm so caught off guard that I stop pulling my pants back up. Heather Reid rubs the red marks on her shoulder, as if savoring a memory. When she catches me looking, she lights a cigarette with a smirk on her face. "Last night, that young sweetheart of mine simply wouldn't leave me alone and kept asking for more." My breath catches, and all the color drains from my face. I stare at her. "What did you just say? Heather, quit messing around. We're supposed to get married tomorrow." As if

A lazy grin spread across Kael’s face as he watched his cum drip from Abegail’s used pussy. “Too good for just one,” he murmured, wiping his thumb across her swollen lips before licking it clean. Sasha’s eyes gleamed with a predator’s satisfaction. She traced a finger along Abegail’s jaw, smearing a bit of Leo’s spent seed. “Switch,” she declared, her voice a command, not a suggestion. “Leo, you take Kael’s place. Kael, you’re with me. Let’s see how our innocent bestie handles a proper threesome.”

Mia's and Finn’s cries mixed with Marissa’s shrieking drew attention from the neighbors. Slowly, people began gathering around, rubbing their sleepy eyes. After witnessing the scene, their eyes widened and a neighbor hurriedly chimed in, "Goodness gracious, Sophie, take it easy! Marissa’s old. She can’t handle that kind of rough treatment.” I spun toward them, my voice cutting through the murmur. "Oh, I’m supposed to take it easy on the woman who swapped my son for someone else’s child? She even tried to steal my parents’ inheritance and give it all to her granddaughter.

She hastily recounted, "I swapped the babies myself. You were in the hospital room at that time, and when you were discharged the next day, the baby you took was mine!" I looked at her without a trace of grief and replied, "Yes, you swapped the babies." "Then why..." Finally, Christine realized the horrifying possibility. Her face, weathered by time and hatred, filled with terror. She clutched her chest and heaved violently. "Lana, you…" Next to her, Doris fell to the floor in bewilderment. I spoke slowly. "Christine, you thought you were smooth. However, I already knew about the swap. I swapped the babies back the very same day."

"Are you sure you want to do this, Quinn?" Quinn Sullivan suppressed the conflicting emotions in her gaze and nodded. She opened her phone and deleted her name from the electronic wedding invitation she had prepared, replacing it with Jasmine Shaw's. Upon seeing that, her best friend, Stella Harper, glanced at her worriedly. Once Quinn was done amending the invitation, she sent it to Stella. "Have someone send this out the day before the wedding, and replace all the photos and videos with ones of Nicholas and Jasmine. I'll be leaving Heathridge on the day of the wedding," she said.

"Foreplay?" "So, you'd be okay doing it in front of us, too?" Betty said. "Is that your thing?" Jill asked, a little disappointed. "Exhibitionism and voyeurism?" "Actually, our thing is swinging," Betty answered. "Partner swapping." "But if you're not into that, that's fine," Harry added quickly. "Whatever you're comfortable with is fine with us. We just wanted you to know that we're very open-minded when it comes to sex." "Are either of you bi?" Jill asked.

Men who seek out virgin partners tend to have toxic ideas about female sexuality, it's just all rooted in sexist nonsense and garbage. Virgins are usually not that great in bed, they're obviously inexperienced, they don't know how to move, how to act and they're clumsy. The innocence is the strongest aphrodisiac and knowing it's like a game-changing and once in a lifetime experience gives them the strongest excitement. It's not mostly by the actual pleasure but more about trust, intimacy and consent. An initialisation.

“My name is Sapphire and I’m here from Fantasies.” The muscles in Felix’s body visibly relaxed. Fantasies was an elite at home prostitute service. Their website allowed for patrons to pick any girl with whatever body specifications, kinks, accents, accessories or outfits the men desired. Fantasies ensured that all of their girls were devoid of STDs and had contraceptives so that men who wanted to enjoy the pleasure of sex without the pressure of condoms could be free to do so.

She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at me intensely. "There's a very clear clue, I'm sure you've noticed." Geralda's answer made me frown even more. Nicholas and I looked at each other with equally puzzled expressions. "You mean about the woman named Victoria who was going to exchange her baby for Alpha Felix's?" I asked for confirmation. Geralda nodded her head. "That's right. There was a baby exchange between Victoria and Alpha Felix. You only caught a glimpse of what happened, I realize you didn't fully understand," Geralda said.