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She realized the spell was in effect. Lillie had caught Paul with another woman, Jennifer. Lillie was selfish of him and if she could not have him, no one could. The couple had a standing date for Friday night. He had supper with her. She had prepared his favorite dinner. He was relaxing in the dining area, waiting for supper. He started recalling the passionate night he experienced with Jennifer. Jennifer is a twenty-two-year-old maiden with lengthy blonde hairstyle. She had conquered the desires of Paul. Her skin was ivory with the tenderness of a newborn baby. Her blue eyes glisten like jewels in the sunshine. She can see into her spirit through her eyes. Her heart manifests innocence and

She stiffened beneath my touch, her defiance sparking to life once more. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head, but her voice was a threadbare protest, weak and hollow. “Yes,” I countered, gripping her wrist and guiding her hand back to its place. “You don’t get to hide from this, Sabrina. You’ll feel everything I want you to feel.” Her body betrayed her again, shivering under my touch, her breaths catching as I alternated between teasing and commanding. I let my hand wander, cruelly slow, amplifying every sensation until her resistance began to crumble.

She nodded but looked sad, hugged me tight, and went to play alone. Evening came slowly with rain stopping finally and the sky turning dark early. I stayed in my room after dinner with a glass of whiskey I did not drink much of because every sip reminded me of the poisoned wine. The door opened without knocking and Adriana walked in wearing a silk robe I recognized instantly as Genna’s forgotten one from the night we made love in the kitchen. It hung loose on her, belt tied sloppy, color soft against her skin like she wore a trophy. I stood up fast, anger hot in my chest. “What are you doing, Adriana? Take that off,” I shouted. “Now!”

Ancient parchment appeared from thin air, glowing with faint runes. Kylian pricked his finger first, letting a drop of his blood fall onto the document. Brayden followed, then Dilan. I hesitated for only a second before pricking my own finger, pressing it to the parchment. The moment our blood mixed, a rush of power and connection surged between us, binding me to all three of them in a way that felt both terrifying and intoxicating. I looked at them with desperate, hungry eyes, my body aching. “Who’s going first?” I whispered, voice thick with lust.

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It belongs to him, but I’m not telling him that. Colin rips my shirt off without ever breaking our kiss. His pajama pants fight to keep his erection caged when he rubs it against my lace-covered core. The tingles soak the lace in need. Colin pulls away from me, his hazel eyes swirling with gold. I can only guess his wolf is present to. The dance of colors is mesmerizing. His eyes never leave mine as he flicks the lace underwear off my body. He takes a deep breath. The smell of my desire turns his eyes black.

I was left in nothing but my wet lace bralette and sheer cotton underwear, my skin trembling as the faint breeze from the ceiling fan hit my exposed thighs. Sloane rolled us over in one sudden, fluid motion. Now she was above me, her damp blonde hair falling around her face like a curtain, shielding us from the rest of the world. Her bare breasts brushed against mine—skin on skin, slick with sweat—and the sheer heat of the contact made me bite my lip so hard I tasted copper. “Look at you,” she whispered, her dark eyes scanning down my neck, over my collarbone, down to where my chest was heaving. “You have no idea how long I’ve thought about this.”

Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores themes of religious taboo, power dynamics, and forbidden romance. It is not intended to reflect real-world religious practices or figures. All characters involved in romantic or sexual situations are consenting adults. ✴️✴️ The wooden pew was digging into Sienna's back. Saint Jude's smelled like wax and cold stone and something old she couldn't name. She hated this place. She hated the silence that wasn't actually silence, just fifty people breathing and pretending to be holy.

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Her voice dripped with sarcasm when she saw Visha lying helplessly on the cold floor of the filthy dungeon. Author's note: Don't forget to check out my new books – The Devil's Obsession (A forbidden romance story) and The Alpha's Third Mistress. You wouldn't want to miss out!!! If you can't find them in my list of books, just use the search bar to search.