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Viper isn't even purring anymore, but I enjoy touching him too much to stop. "In addition to werewolves, there are many different types of werecats and werebears. There are other animals as well, but those are the three main groups. I know it seems unbelievable that you haven't heard about us before, but we try to blend in as much as possible. If humans knew about us, they would treat us like freaks. Some that have found out about us have hunted us or treated us like science projects to run experiments on." Shaun looks away sadly.

he confesses with a shivering sigh. He turns to me. “I humped a refrigerator for ten minutes straight, thinking it was my ex-girlfriend, then broke down crying when someone told me that it wasn’t because I somehow came to the conclusion that she was dead.” Okay, that was one funny story, and it has me laughing so hard, I lean into him. When our bodies touch, it’s magical. I stop shivering for the micro-second that he touches me, the result is a magnetic pull that I have to force myself away from.

Cupping my mound through the shorts, I feel my juice seeping out and I rub two of my fingers on it in slow circles, but it's not enough, so I put my hands right into my shorts to touch myself. My finger on my pussy directly feels good, I gasp as shock waves travel through my body and then I open my eyes to see that there is a magazine under one of the bottles. Pulling my wet hand out of my shorts, I use the other clean one to pick up the magazine that caught my attention, it's the same magazine Ellie once brought to the bathroom when she let me watch her masturbate. Back then I had been too shy to look at the magazine but now…it's only me here and I want to see it all.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

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Made room. Priya changed her shoes for ones she didn’t mind getting damp and went and sat beside her. The garden was small and dark and smelled like wet earth and the neighbor’s jasmine coming over the wall. They sat on the step with their shoulders touching and Priya held Dara’s mug because she didn’t have one and took a sip without asking and handed it back. “Tell me the long story,” Priya said. “The housing situation.” Dara held the mug. “I was living with someone. We broke up. Her flat.” She said it simply. “I knew it was over for a while before it ended. I just…” she paused. “Kept not saying it.”

Mia's POV: I never imagined I'd fuck my best friend's brother. Okay, wait—that's a lie. Maybe I'd fantasized about it a few times, but I never actually intended to go through with it. At least, not until tonight. I hadn't meant to stay awake. I was thirsty—parched, really—and honestly, I wanted to just tough it out till morning. But the dryness in my throat wouldn't let me.

There wasn't actually a good hiding spot down here. Then the counting stopped. My breath caught. A few seconds later, I heard footsteps moving somewhere above me. I pressed my lips together and forced myself to breathe as quietly as possible. Muffled laughter drifted through the floorboards. Then silence. I waited, my heart hammering so hard it felt loud enough to give me away. One minute passed. Then another. I started to wonder if they had given up looking for me. Still, I didn't dare step out of the wardrobe. Then, I heard the basement door click open, spilling a sliver of light down the stairs.

Another loud moan left me as I felt the pressure release. My sight became black and white as i bursted. My legs dropped from Lucian's shoulder as I felt relieved with myself. That was the first time I was squirting. It has never happened before, so it felt quite unfamiliar. Lucian withdrew his head and he was completely drenched from the face down to his chest. "Looks like someone likes it." He smirked as he stood to his full self. I nodded, too weak to open my mouth and answer. I wanted nothing more than to sleep back but that thought was gone the moment he slipped his briefs to his ankle.

"And we're not actually a family complication. We're just two adults who fell for each other." "An unconventional relationship." "Very unconventional," he agreed. "But some of the best things are."