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The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

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Strong hands gripped her hips, lifting until her ass was high in the air, knees spread wide beneath her “Can I at least have a minute?” she panted, face pressed into the pillow, in a wrecked voice “No rest for the sexy witches, babe” “Shouldn’t you be tired by now?” Her words came out slurred, breathless. He ran one broad palm from the nape of her neck all the way down her spine. slow, possessive, fingers trailing fire along every vertebra. When he reached the small of her back he paused, then slid lower. A single finger pushed inside her

"Ride this one out and take me with you. I know you can come harder than that." He would surely bruise, as hard as she bucked her hips against him. Reid slammed back and soon, she was bouncing, making hard contact between his thick head and her deep seated magic spot. Tasha swirled her hips while a blinding orgasm nipped at the corners of her concentration. She pulled Reid's hands to her thighs. "Harder! Yes, baby, that's it!" They came together in a hot, oozing collision of lust. Even her sweat seemed thicker.

“Spank me while you destroy me.” He obliged, fucking me even harder until I shattered a fourth time, my juices soaking the floor beneath us. Finally, he pulled me on top, and I straddled his lap. I sank down slowly onto his cock, savoring every thick inch stretching me open. I rode him like a woman possessed, grinding my clit against his pelvis with every bounce. My breasts bounced heavily in his face as he sucked and bit my nipples, sending sparks straight to my core. “Cum on my cock again, Mia,” he growled, gripping my ass and thrusting up to meet me. “Soak me.”

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.

He pulled out so suddenly that a desperate, empty ache bloomed inside me, a hollow cry ripping from my throat before I could stop it. But Damien didn’t give me time to mourn the loss. His strong hands gripped under my thighs, spinning me effortlessly, lifting me like I weighed nothing. My legs wrapped around his waist on pure instinct, ankles locking at the small of his back, pulling him closer. The soaked lace of my panties was still twisted obscenely to the side, and the thick, throbbing head of his cock found my dripping entrance again, as if it knew exactly where it belonged.

I would relax, breathing through my nose as I deep-throated him, feeling that curve nudge past my tonsils until my lips finally kissed the base of his dick, buried deep in the dark curls of his pubic hair. The scent there would probably be clean sweat mixed with that sharp, prohibitively expensive cologne and it would make my head spin. And then riding him... oh, fuck. I’d straddle his lap, sinking down onto that unrelenting length, feeling it split me open and stretch my pussy walls until I’m gasping, full to the absolute brim. I’d grind slow, rolling my hips so every ridge and vein drags against my clit from the inside, building a pressure so intense I’d start bouncing hard, slamming down,

I bit my bottom lip, shrugging. "What kind of books do you mean? There are motivational books, novels..." I trailed off, listing various genres. Colby rubbed his face, frustration etched on his features. "The book I'm talking about is...dark. Dark romance." I cocked my head, signing, "I do read that. Why? What's wrong?" Colby's eyes seemed to bore into mine. "Then you might know...have you ever had any fantasies? Like, reading them, did you ever imagine..." He trailed off, his gaze intense.