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She dug her nails into his shoulders in response, drawing tiny beads of blood that only served to heighten the intensity of their union. He began to move within her then, thrusting against her walls with a steady rhythm that matched the pace of their breaths. Selena closed her eyes tightly, focusing on the sensations washing over her - the slick friction against sensitive flesh, the heat that simmered between them, and the intoxicating smell of sex that filled the air. Her legs trembled uncontrollably as she tried to meet each one of his powerful strokes.

My breath hitched, and I stared into his eyes. "Why do I love you?" I breathed. He cocked his head to the side and touched my cheek. "Ah." I hissed, feeling my length enlarge and throb, and sparks shoot through my body. "Cause' I'm your mate." He smirked, and he looked sexy as hell. Sexy? Can a guy be sexy to me? Yes, cause' Stark was sexy, beautiful even. Fuck, he needs to stop touching my face, and touch me in other places.

Her pulse quickened, and the scent of her arousal hung heavy in the air, a siren’s call he could never resist. Ryker’s hands were on her before she could take another breath, lifting her effortlessly, pinning her against the stone wall. The cool touch of rock contrasted with the burning heat of his body pressing against hers. He took her mouth in a kiss that was anything but gentle; hungry, demanding, devouring. Selene met him with equal fervor, lips parting eagerly to taste his dominance. Teeth clashed, tongues tangled, and a low growl rumbled from his chest as he deepened the kiss.

Her mouth fell open, a breathy hiss mingling with soft moans as he stirred every dormant sensation hidden within her. With each caress, he ignited a primal need within her—an ache for love, for pleasure, for the intimate bond she yearned for. It was a beautiful, powerful awakening, overwhelming her senses and leaving her intoxicated with desire. Lost in the moment, Marissa almost missed the subtle shift as Efrain trapped one of her legs between his own, opening her most secret place to him.

He dominated me completely, body pressed over mine, muscles flexing against my back. “Yes… Marcus,” I managed. “Oh god.” He reached around and grabbed one of my breasts, squeezing it roughly, pinching the nipple. “These curves drive me crazy. Your thick ass bouncing on my cock. You’re so fucking sexy, Bella. Don’t ever let anyone tell you different.” His words hit deep. Ryan hadn’t called me sexy in over a year. He made me feel gross, unwanted. Marcus made me feel like a woman again. Desired and Powerful. Every thrust pushed that feeling deeper into me.

He looked up slowly, letting his storm-gray eyes drag over my body like a physical caress. “Lock the door,” he said quietly and my fingers trembled with excitement as I turned the lock. Adrian stood and rounded the desk, stopping just inches away. The scent of black coffee and warm male skin filled my senses. “You look sexy” he drawed with his gaze lingering on the swell of my breasts and the hem of my short skirt. “Good girl.” Good girl Aughhh those two words made my clit throb. He has no idea how those two words messes with my restraint.

He moved his boxer shorts down, slowly, running his tongue over his lips sensually, and his hard dick sprang out, its head bobbing as though it had been waiting to be set free. He moved closer, positioning himself right between my thighs, teasing at first, pressing his dick against me, brushing against my wet fold,rubbing my clit with just the tip, coating it in my wetness. Every inch of that contact made me shiver, body tightening in anticipation, and with one swift move, I felt him enter me. “God, you’re tight, and so fucking warm,” he murmured, voice rough. “I could lose myself in you forever.” And then he slowly pressed inside, filling me completely. I gasped, tilting my head back, finge

Alpha Alain released all of him inside Sasha, plunging and driving right to his hilt. Sasha let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a shriek. Ansel found himself echoing it as well. Alain’s mouth became full of Ansel’s seed. But Sasha’s silken, blazing heat still gripped him, as if his beast does not want to claw its way out yet. Her body was so perfect, fitting right for him. But Ansel’s cock…so this is why Razel and Apollo sometimes fucked each other. Like Sasha’s blazing heat, Ansel remained his leash around his neck—or more precisely, around his tongue and mouth.

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The disdain in my voice shocked even me. He growled and enclosed his large hands on the left-over skin I couldn’t hold. A whimper left my lips. Unlike my previous caress, his strokes were fierce. Each pull made my knees weaker. Why did it feel so good? It had to be his pheromones. It had been some time since I had sex. Having sex with some random chick or guy was never my thing. It felt uncomfortable being in the presence of alphas and omegas alike. Ryder never liked my abstinence. He tried to set me up on any and everyone. I often canceled. My libido was non-existent anyway.