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The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie. I don't know what was more intense for me, his grunts or that Mr. Sinclair was watching us with a satisfied smirk, his own cock bulging at the erotic display. He was stroking the length of his hardened rod, his eyes never leaving mine. "That's it," he purred, taking a sip of his whiskey. "Make her come on your cock." As if on command, I shattered, my pussy clamping down around Desmond like a vice I came with a scream of his name. He followed a second later, spilling inside me with a low groan.

His fingers disappeared beneath the silk of her dress, and the second his skin grazed her damp heat, he let out a guttural growl. "Fuck, you’re soaking for me, baby." Rosa’s breath hitched, her spine arching as she leaned back on her palms. The friction was an exquisite torture. "Then what are you going to do about it?" her hooded eyes challenged him. Luciano let out a dark, low chuckle that vibrated through the table before his fingers drove into action, ruthless and precise. *

unless you want him dead soon My heart skipped a beat, the possessive Damien is back. For some reason, it feels like he is more attractive when he burns with jealousy. As much as I hate to see his face. Damn me I want them between my legs. My thigh clenches involuntarily. “Are you okay?...” Micah's concerned voice intrudes on my unholy thoughts. “Yes… Yes, I am” I managed to whisper. “You look hot…. I promise the drink wasn't spiked” he said, panicking as he defended himself. I nodded, “I have low alcohol tolerance”

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

Lucas’s POV I stirred from the haze of our latest coupling, my body still thrumming with the aftershocks of knotting inside her. The dining table creaked under our combined weight as I eased back, my cock slipping free from her ass with a wet sound that echoed in the charged silence. Cum trickled down her thighs in thick streams, the scent of it mingling with sweat and her arousal to fill the air. Nikki's breath came in ragged pants against the wood, her body trembling from the force of her climax. My wolf prowled just beneath the surface, satisfied yet hungry for more, the primal claim on this young woman burning hotter than any pack law.

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

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The last sliver of restraint snaps. I crash my mouth against hers, swallowing the gasp that follows. She kisses me back with the same wild, desperation, nails scraping down my neck and her legs tightening around me. The roles have been reversed now and she’s pure fire burning through my every nerve. While I’m the bastard who wants to be consumed. “Damian,” she moans, and I swear, I feel it everywhere. “That’s it,” I growl against her lips, my hands trailing lower to grip her ass and pull her tight against me. “Take what you want. I’ll fucking give it to you.”

Korran She tried to flee, but I caught her by the neck and pinned her to the floor. “You did this!” I growled. My body ached with deadly desires. Her warm chocolate smell filled the entire room, leaving me salivating with extreme pleasures. “You poisoned me!” I said breathing heavily down her neck. My beastly cock rubbed against her pussy. I could feel the heat it produced, like a wolf in mating season. My body ached to drive my cock into her pussy. To feel that warmth surrounding my entire shaft. It had been long I groaned with such desires, since my last mate died.