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Kayla's Pov. Alessia’s eyes were locked on me the entire time Blake and Nick were double-stuffing my holes. When they finally pulled out, leaving me gasping and leaking cum from both my pussy and ass, she crawled over like a predator. “Look at this pretty little church slut,” Alessia purred, her voice dripping with lust. “All dripping and messy… but still not satisfied, are you?” Before I could answer, she pushed me onto my back on the cum-stained couch. My legs fell open automatically, exposing my swollen, freshly-fucked pussy. Thick globs of Blake’s and Nick’s cum slowly oozed out of me.

They did not leave the library right away. Maya still lay on her back across the table, naked and open, the mix of spit and cum cooling between her thighs. The empty floor was silent except for their breathing and the soft hum of the lights. Liam stood between her legs, chest rising and falling, eyes roaming slowly over every place he had licked, spat on, and marked. He was already getting hard again, the thick length of him rising as he looked at the mess he had made of her.

I was a little angry and jealous and thought after mating him he will be mine. I frowned at Noah and was about to go in search of a mate when I saw he is also frowning. But I don't have time to think about it. Suddenly a boy with black jeans and a white shirt black jacket. He is muscular and has a strong body. I can smell his scent is now normal and he is my mate. My wolf is screaming 'he is mine. '

Thick fingers, two, then three, sank into my dripping cunt and started fucking me in slow, filthy strokes under the tablecloth. His thumb mashed down on my clit and rubbed in perfect pressure. I had to press my lips together so hard they went numb. My thighs were shaking. More wetness poured out of me, coating his hand, running down to the wooden chair. I could feel the puddle forming under my ass. “You okay, honey?” Mom asked, squinting at my face. “You’re all flushed and sweaty.” “Just… warm,” I croaked. My voice cracked on the word. Ryan curled his fingers and dragged them over that spot inside that made stars burst behind my eyes. “The… food’s really good, Mom.”

The air in the fucking room was running out and I just wanted to get up and slap Maddox so fucking hard that it would end his life. "I'll go check if dinner is ready " my mother broke the awkward cold silence, walking out of the room and leaving me in the King Brothers. I don't know why I felt so betrayed, I don't care about Maddox like that. It was just a fucking human attraction. I wanted him, nothing more. But I can't forgive myself I allowed to show weakness in front of this man. Many times in front of him I said how I don't want to be part of this marriage and I even insulted Angelo, but he never said anything back and he had the chance.

The gentle breeze rustled through the leaves, whispering the echoes of hidden truths that had tainted my world. Patricia's confession, her revelation of carrying a child that did not belong to her mate, Luke, replayed in my mind like a broken record. The betrayal, the tangled web of deceit, tore at the fabric of our friendship, leaving wounds that I feared might never heal. How could I reconcile the image of the innocent girl I had known with the woman who had succumbed to temptation?

Damian holds my hand as I slowly stand up from the bed on wobbly legs and follow him out for the room and to our own. "That was a good sex. Grazie," I say as he closes our playroom door. "I'm so proud of you. You took three different dicks so well," he says as he lays down on the bed and pulls me to cuddle him. "None of them were even you," I say and he lets out a small laugh. I frown when I realise that means I've just had sex with three different men and none of them were my boyfriend. I'm a whore. "Why are you sad?" He asks and makes me look up at him.

She smiles and scoffs, “I see you haven’t healed from when I got you.” I scoffed and folded my arms across my chest. “As if I wouldn’t heal from your petty crimes. I got these yesterday after having sex with my mate… you see, he’s real rough, but that’s how I like it.” I sneer at their shocked expressions. “I see you’re living well and the Alpha’s really don’t care about the consequences of their actions.”

“You arrogant son of a bitch—” “That’s ‘#1 New York Times Bestselling Arrogant Son of a Bitch’ to you.” “You published us?” “I published a story,” he corrected, voice all silk and sin. “Your name’s not in it. Not yet.” “You wrote about fucking me.” “I wrote about fucking the woman who moans like she’s dying and lives like she’s scared of wanting something real.” My jaw clenched. “Take it down.” “No.” “No?” “Elena,” he said, low now, almost serious. “You came alive in that lodge. Don’t pretend you weren’t as fucked up by it as I was.”

Those delicious sparks that are supposed to be full of excitement for the future. “Hold up there Red,” my mate says to me. Not that I have not heard Red before but coming from him, it sounds sexier. “I don’t think we have a lot to say to each other, do we?” I ask before adding, “Oh wait, I guess a rejection is in order?”. “Do you really want to reject me Jenna,” he says, making my name sound like a bad word. “Why would you want to stay mated to me?” I ask him. “I am just a spoiled, rich girl; you can do better I am sure,” I say, feeling my insides crumble. Weren’t mates supposed to see the good in you when everyone else did not? Or at least give you a chance? Clearly not in my case.