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he panted. I was only half listening to him ramble on about the moon and sex because something popped inside of my head and I suddenly felt as if I’d taken an aphrodisiac. Instead of hurting, the burning in my womanhood made me move all the faster. I wanted him to quench the fire I felt inside of me and I just knew that the only way to do that was with his bodily fluids. I practically screamed aloud for the world to hear when we simultaneously peaked.

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It is the smell of our past night, of her fulfilled promise, of her desire for me. She cries out, a small stifled cry, when my tongue finds her outline through the silk. The rough texture of the lace, the warmth and humidity beneath, the salty, metallic taste that permeates the fabric... It is a sacrilege. It is a communion. I lick her, slowly, with a worshipper's devotion, through the fabric, until it is soaked, transparent, clinging to her skin. Her moans fall upon me like burning rain. Her hands cling to my hair, pull me, press me against her.

I scrolled through the limited selection of DVDs—mostly action flicks and thrillers that made me know it was his taste, until one caught my eye. Fifty Shades of Grey. I'd heard about it from friends back home, all giggles and whispers about the steamy scenes, but I'd never watched it because of my sheltered life and all that. Tonight, with frustration bubbling under my skin and that lingering heat I felt from Viktor's earlier grab, it felt like the perfect rebellion. I popped it in, cranked the volume high to drown out the silence of the cabin, and settled onto the couch, pulling a blanket over my lap for some semblance of coziness.

"It's rare, but not unheard of. It’s been centuries since such a bond was confirmed, and I couldn’t tell you if one ever has been between a witch and a vampire." Lily closed her eyes, inhaling deeply. The scent of Caspian - dark and alluring, like aged whiskey and thunderstorms - filled her senses, both comforting and overwhelming. When she opened her eyes again, she found Caspian watching her intently, his gaze burning with an intensity that made her shiver.

when I reached for spices. I’d also done something else. When Claire wasn’t looking, I’d slipped a generous pinch of the ghost pepper spice mix Ethan loved into her serving of the sauce. The same spice she’d always complained about at family dinners—“too hot, too much, I can’t handle it.” She would always say. She hated it while He adored it. I smiled sweetly as I plated her food. Lunch started politely. Claire complimented Ethan’s cooking, laughed at his jokes, touched his forearm when she spoke. Every time her fingers grazed him, my stomach twisted with something dark and possessive.

They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

This can't be happening! Just as I was about to give up, Mum spoke again. “Though there's one witch who many believe knows more spells than any other witch alive. Supposedly, this witch got obsessed with spells.” “Oh, where does this witch live?” I asked excitedly. “What is her name? Don't tell me she lives far away from here.” I couldn't help myself from being excited. This bracelet felt like a personal prison built for me and that always sent shivers down my spine.

He moved my shirt aside exposing my neck and then his warm breath hit my skin, he sniffed at it as he spoke "It's been a long time and I still remember how you taste, I could never find anything better and the wonderful odour that you have is so inviting." Goosebumps rose on my skin and I knew he was gonna bite me so my eyes closed themselves in fear. I began to panic at first but then I took in a deep breath to relax myself then I reminded myself that I was a witch with this thought I opened my eyes and snapped my fingers and with that he was on the floor away from me. I took this opportunity and began to run towards my car at the fastest speed I could but I could not make it too far becaus