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" He tries to pull the book out of my hands, but I cling to it like a lifebuoy. I'm not really used to the charming and malicious Lucian yet. I think I preferred the old one! At least I could tell him to get lost without feeling guilty. The new one is more endearing and makes my body shudder. And it's is a very bad idea to give him room to. He leans against the foot of my bed, a mutinous smile on his lips. "If ever you feel like really having fun, we can do some practical work..." "You should go take a cold shower.... It's strange, I thought vampires were cold-blooded!" "We're also meant to be creatures made to seduce you, young innocent girls like yourself, attracting you into our lair..."

With one hand on her breast and the other guiding himself, he pressed into her—slow, insistent, unrelenting. Her sleeping body seemed to instinctively tighten around him, a slow, deep stretch that resonated through her core. She gasped—the sound sharp and raw, her eyes fluttering beneath closed lids. Her walls clenched around him, and he moaned as he pushed deeper. The heat enveloped him, a liquid fire that gripped him tight. Every inch deeper was a slow burn, an exquisite friction that made him groan. He bent to kiss her, tongue slipping between her parted lips. When his tongue slipped between her lips, she tasted like something pure and untouched, like sun-warmed honey. She tasted like som

“It looks like milk. Smells like milk. Tastes like milk. It has to be milk. You have smelled a lactating omega before, have not you?” He inhaled a shaky breath, his eyes flicking between mine. “Is that what you meant by me smelling different?” “Oh, no, Elias. You do not smell like a lactating omega. You are covered in the purest, filthiest, sexiest scent of…” I pressed my nose against the crook of his neck, sniffing. “An omega at the height of their heat. But it is different, see? Fuck, you smell so good here.” I stuck my tongue out, licking a streak up the side of his neck, humming in time with his soft moan. “You still smell like you. You still smell like an alpha. Like an alpha during the

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Genre: Explicit Steamy Fantasy Romance | Dragon Shifter | Dark Romance | Delayed Pleasure | Sex Toys Characters: Ziaanat: A headstrong, curious mortal woman with dragon blood she doesn’t know about. Tovian: The unhinged, brooding Dragon King, tormented by centuries of hunger, lust, and a prophecy that names Ziaanat as his only release. . .

Wearing nothing underneath, I stepped forward, taking the offered hand. Sarah drew me in, the water and steam wrapping me in warmth. My lover's face wore a soft, beautiful smile and I let my eyes run over the length of her body. My God, she was beautiful. She pulled me close, and my lips found hers. We pressed together, the length of her legs sliding against mine, my hands running over her wet skin. The sparse hair of her mound tickled against my thigh, and the swell of her hip pressed into my sex. The wetness there was from a completely different source, and I slid easily against her. Our breasts molded together, and Sarah's mouth moved to my neck.

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Although, he knows I would never hurt our mate, and having tasted her the first night I marked her without issue, he is still concerned for any potential bloodlust I have for her divine blood. Admittedly it is so difficult to pull away. No blood I have ever had has tasted as amazing as hers, she is my personal aphrodisiac drug. Fighting myself with all my willpower, I remove my fangs from her delicious neck and clean up her wound with my tongue. Her sweet nectar coats my hard cock as she rides me faster. The experience of my venom surging into her as I drank from her neck heightened her arousal as well as mine. Both Damen and Max felt it too and are fighting their transitions. Damen’s eyes f

“Brayden, try to keep her calm for a moment. I’ll get Dilan. We need all three of us for this.” He left the room, the door clicking shut behind him. The second he was gone, I attacked Brayden’s mouth. I kissed him hard, biting at his lower lip until I drew blood. The moment the rich, smoky taste of his demonic blood hit my tongue, something shifted inside me. The sickening nausea from the forced blood earlier vanished completely, burned away like mist in sunlight. But the heat in my pussy only flared hotter, wilder. Brayden pulled back slightly, staring at me with wide, lust-filled eyes. “Your eyes… they’re red. Fucking beautiful. You look like you want to devour me.”

Every instinct told me to run, but my body was completely hyper-focused on his physical proximity, growing helplessly horny under the dark promise of his touch. He didn't give me time to breathe. He closed the remaining distance in half a heartbeat, his large, calloused hand suddenly wrapping around the back of my neck. The heat of his palm burned through my skin, a jolt of pure electricity striking straight down to my core. I gasped, my head forced up as his fingers tangled in my hair, anchoring me in place. The scent of rain, bourbon, and dominant male flooded my senses, completely overriding the chemical dampeners of the suppressant.