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Sasha smiled as she felt her mate's hands hugging her and pulling her closer. He is being so affectionate, she thinks with enormous happiness. "I love you," Occisor whispers in Sasha's ear. "And I love you," she whispers back with a big smile on her face. "Can we go again?" Sasha asks shyly. Occisor smiles maliciously and climbs up and over his beloved, resuming all the tangle of delicious sensations they felt. The smell of love, the union of destinies. The journey of salvation, love will fix everything. Just as Selene decreed between the lines of her promise.

He blushed as he smiled at me “I suppose I should think about heading out before anyone else gets up” I put my hand on his check to stop him from moving “You don’t have to sneak out” “I am not sure your Alpha would like a human hanging around” “You do realise that one of her best friends is a human and she is mated to a werewolf” “Wait really?” “Yep, the other is half witch and half princess. She is mates to Chad’s Beta” “Who is Chad?” “He is the hunk you will no doubt see around that is madly in love with my Alpha”

The doctors retreated from the room, leaving a space for them. Amelia withdrew from Alex's arms, looking at him with watery eyes. "I-I didn't expect I would get my second chance so soon." Alex kissed her pink lips, his voice was hoarse and excited. "Me too. Goddess bless. I love you, Amelia." Amelia rested her head on his chest again, softly. " Alex, I'm so happy." "I know. We feel the same way." Alex lifted Amelia's chin lightly with his index finger and lowered his head to press his lips against Amelia's, trying to absorb her alluring rose fragrance.

Author's note: Hello my beloved readers , am so sorry for the late update but l have been busy with exams but just know that I love you. whewstvhwsttvhwat Mr Heyes how are you?", After

The first one and the most special one was the day Sapphire and I got married in Trinity Church. She gave me a book. Not just an ordinary fiction book with a cliche love story. The story was all about what we have been through, with characters resonating us. And she wrote it. My baby wrote our story. Sapphire wrote it during the times that I would be out for work or busy in meetings, she admitted. It was the perfect wedding gift. The book was self-published. It had a beautiful and artistic hard-bound cover. Its title..."My Sweet Surrender"

he murmured, his voice low and restrained, as if he carried the weight of that promise in his soul. Xavier slowly leaned in and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. His breath was warm against my skin, and then he leaned in closer, taking in the sweet scent that always lingered with me. I watched him closely, my eyes taking in every detail of his face. Inside, a foolish hope grew, wishing that somehow he would finally recognize me as his true mate. Yet he only gave a slight smile, murmuring softly: "You have the sweetest scent of all, did you know that?"

Her flawless response cut straight through the hostility, leaving no opening for attack. Hayley forced out an awkward laugh and wished she could crawl into a hole. Almost instinctively, her gaze shifted toward Tristan. It was as if she were hoping he might say something to ease the tension. That action was all it took for the sharp-eyed netizens to connect the dots. "I knew it! There's no such thing as unprovoked malice. Hayley is 99 percent in love with Tristan! Look at her gaze. She's practically drooling!" "Do the mentors get love storylines too? You're supposed to be a mentor, not chasing a man!"

The mix made everything more intense. Sweat slicked their bodies. Tatum’s breasts bounced with each movement. Sloane reached between them and rubbed Tatum’s swollen clit in firm circles. The sensations pushed them both closer. Raw emotion poured out between thrusts. “This stopped being only hate a long time ago,” Sloane admitted, her voice rough and breaking slightly. “I think about you all the time. Not just your body but your sharp mind on the field. The way you read plays. It drives me crazy.” Tatum leaned down and captured Sloane’s lips in a messy, hungry kiss. “I feel the same,” she whispered hotly against Sloane’s mouth. “I respect how hard you fight despite your knee. How you never qu

"I missed both. Sex comes from love, and only you can fill my hungry stomach. Only you. You have no idea how wonderful you are, sweetheart." My breath hitched, and my heart raced. His hand quickly slid beneath my T-shirt, moving past my bra to cup and massage my breast. "Ah." He let out a satisfied exhale. "I missed this." I didn't dare struggle. After witnessing his incredible strength twice, I had learned that struggling was the height of futility. I just lowered my head and murmured, "But... but this is your office." "It’s fine as long as I like it, sweetheart."