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When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

she whimpered. Rhezi couldn't explain how she felt. As Kraius slowly worshiped and kissed the part of her thigh, her restraint seemed to loosen from the growls he was uttering. Kraius was an expert in pleasing and teasing her that she couldn’t even recognize her own voice as she screamed.

Trigger warning - rated 18+ This book has graphic sex scenes, addiction to sex, violence like murder and threats, betrayal, grief, and trauma. It shows sex used for control or revenge. If you’re sensitive to sexual coercion, addiction, or strong violence, please be careful. CHAPTER 1 ~ Skye ~ Nova pinned me hard against the wall. His thick cock was buried balls-deep inside my soaking pussy. He thrust up into me with steady, brutal force. Each stroke stretched me wide open and slammed right into that sweet spot until my legs shook.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

“This is a game! It doesn’t count!” Sienna raised an eyebrow. “It doesn’t count?” “Nope.” “It doesn’t count that you just had a random guy suck your boob, however small it might be, and then grinded your... vagina on his face?” “Nope! Of course not! Look captain buzzkill, this is just a game on a boat ride. It’s not like I snuck away and took someone back to my motel room. It’s all in good fun! You should totally join in and stop being that wet blanket we talked about!” Paige looked to the center, taking sight of a woman stripping her bikini bottom off and sliding the exposed pussy along one lucky gent’s face. “Wooo!”

I take a small step forward and kick them backward, moving them from under my feet. Skyler then skims her fingertips along my thighs, up past my hips, back over my chest, following her kisses. She then wraps one arm around my neck while still kissing up my chest, stopping briefly at the new scar there, then continuing over my shoulder and to the junction between my neck and shoulder.

Amelia rebutted, as her eyes narrowed into a sharp, critical gaze. “Same as him. I also think he was under the influence of something, and wasn't himself. Ivan, in his normal self, would never look at me in that way, talk more of trying to engage in sexual relations with me. Remember that this is my third year, and there has never been such. It just happened,” Skylar's voice was calm as she spoke, each word whispered with a quiet exhaustion. She was too stressed out already to be going back and forth about what she was trying to get past.

Skye's POV The night passed in a blur of stolen laughter, twinkling lights, and Eva’s constant nudges and whispers that made me giggle like a girl I barely recognized. It was the kind of laughter that bubbled up unexpectedly, free and light, untouched by fear or shame. For a few hours, I wasn’t the omega sweeping crumbs under the rug—I was just Skye, in a dress that shimmered and spun, twirling under the golden glow of fairy lights.

Finally, it was just Kendra and I in the room. "We need the money. And fast." She told me without a hint of smile on her face. I pushed myself from the pillar I was leaning on, and snaked my arms around her waist, pulling her closer into me. "What do you suggest I do? Lyla doesn't trust me..." I leaned into her luscious breasts and took a deep breath, licking the surface of the gorgeous things in front of me. I felt the way she shivered and continued to suck on the skin even harder.

I knew I embarrassed her, but I couldn’t really care right now. Skyla stood to her feet; she was wearing practically nothing. Her lacy jumper suit was nearly see-through, leaving zero mystery about her model body. “Thanks for that,” she said as she walked towards me, a wide smile on her face. “I’m Skyla Sinclaire.” She held out her hand for me to shake and I shook it politely. “Yes, I know,” I told her. Her cheeks reddened and she let out a breathy chuckle. “It’s very nice to meet you, Alpha…” she practically purred.