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I muttered, opening the first page. I needed to start working on myself so that I could erase all thoughts of Xavier’s sister from his memory. On the first page of the book was a table of content, showing all that was to be found in the book. I scrolled down from the introduction and jumped to “Casting your first spell.” I traced my finger on the dotted lines and found the page number. I opened the book and when I got to this page, I stopped. The name of the contact was boldly written in capital letters and it took the whole page. Opening to the next page, I found it’s content.

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I press my hand to him, trying to get him to stay still. “I can help,” I murmur, fumbling with the heavy book in my lap. He pauses, eyes darting to the old book. His gaze hardens in suspicion but then softens. He recognizes what it is. I flip frantically through the brittle pages. 39… 91… 180… Focus. My fingers finally find the right page and relief washes over me when I spot the illustrations. I place the book next to me and take the bag, searching for the right leaves stuffy stuff. I do not know what. At least the book has pictures in color.

She pulled back quickly, clutching the textbooks to her chest like armor. “Thank you,” she murmured, not meeting my eyes. “I’m fine. Just… clumsy this morning.” She looked flustered. More than flustered. Her breathing was slightly uneven, her nipples faintly visible through her blouse. The scent of her arousal was faint but unmistakable. The mate bond was hitting her hard, even if she didn’t understand why. I almost offered to carry her books to her office. Almost. But I knew how that would end — me bending her over her desk before she even had a chance to settle into her office. I needed to give her a little breathing room. For now.

It was a hard-core p**n magazine. "Oooohh", she cooed, "I like this". She said as she grabbed the book from me and started to flip the pages. A few momemts of us sitting next to another, looking at pictures of people sucking and fucking, men fucking women, women fingering women, I could tell I was hard as hell and kept refraining from touching her ass with my hand. As she looked at each page, she moved herself back and onto my awaiting hand so I could feel her ass on my fingers. .

The spine was slightly cracked from use, and the pages felt soft under my fingers as I opened it to where I’d last stopped reading. But as soon as I saw the first few lines, I froze. The smut part. Of course, I’d left off right before things were about to get steamy. I had deliberately avoided reading that part yesterday, knowing full well that it would only make things worse. But now? Now it felt like a trap, one that I knew I should avoid but couldn’t resist falling into.

I'd been reading it a lot lately, desperate to find answers. I flipped through the pages, noticing something odd for the first time. A page was missing. Ripped out, to be exact. I blinked hard, bringing the inside spine of the book closer so I could properly inspect. I hadn't been seeing things. The paper left on the page was uneven, an indication that someone had torn a page out. Why would someone do that? I scanned the surrounding pages, trying to make sense of the missing section. It seemed to be a crucial part of the book, detailing werewolf lore, ancient rituals and witch potions.

Noah says and after further thinking, he adds, “with lots of smut scenes.” I clear my throat in shock. I never thought I would see a guy come in here to buy a book with lots of smut scenes for a female friend. It seems so intrusive. “Right this way.” I say to him, moving down to the last row of books. “You can choose anyone from here. Legend has it that they all fit into the category of books you might be looking for.” I say with a small smile. He nods politely and picks out a book from the shelf randomly flipping through the pages.

“You don’t want the whole church to know what a cock-hungry slut you are, do you?” Temi bit her lip hard, nodding frantically as the footsteps grew closer then slowly faded. Only when it was silent again did Femi resume devouring her. He sucked her swollen clit between his lips, flicking it mercilessly. Temi’s legs shook violently. “Uunngghh… yes… eat my pussy… I’m such a bad girl… ahhh…” Her juices flooded his mouth and chin.

For just a second the pain stopped. I quickly opened up the book to a random page once the aching in my chest started back up. The first page I set eyes on didn't even have a fighting chance. I stabbed it and tore though it not even giving anyone a chance to react. Slowly the page started to catch on fire and ash instantly formed. Once the page completely turned to ash I lifted up the book and brushed off the pieces that use to be the page. A siren started inside the room and multiple screens filled the walls. I spun around going through all universes and landed on the universe I knew it was reporting on.