Temptation On The Warfront Ao3 Novels & Stories

He hesitated, fists clenched, the humiliation from earlier fueling his fury. The tension broke as I turned back to Drake, needing to prove it—to him, to myself. On my knees again, I took his cock into my mouth, sucking deep, tongue pressing the underside. He moaned, hand in my hair, but as his pre-cum hit my tongue—salty, warm—a sharp pain stabbed my core, like claws raking my insides. The talisman burned against my thigh, its curse awakening, twisting the heat into something wilder, hungrier. Not just for Drake, but for all of them—the warriors' scents flooding me, my pussy clenching with a forbidden urge to take multiple mates, to breed under the shadowed moon. What was happening to me?

I stood there for a little more because another maid didn’t come up for my replacement so I have to ask them for their refills. “Hey, Baby, I am waiting for a while now….for my refill?” A Chinese-looking man spoke, laughing his ass off as if he meant to be waiting for me, not for the drinks. In spite of that, there are other maids too, he just wants me. Just one last time, I said in my mind, walking up to him to pour him alcohol. He didn’t try to hide his dirty intentions as fear got me in, he spanked my hips a couple of times, making others laugh. I flinched hard at his touch, “Don’t be scared, little bunny, it’s my way of saying thanks,” All this is happening again. The past I thought I le

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The devil was winning. She shifted, and the friction of her ass against the worn wood sent a wicked spark through her belly, sharp and punishing. Her pussy was jumping... a frantic, wet flutter that made her want to moan out loud. There was a war raging inside her. A small, terrified part of her prayed the man on the other side of the screen wouldn't recognize her voice, but the larger, sinful part of her... the part that had been dreaming of him for thirteen months, desperately wanted him to know exactly who was sitting in the dark, soaking through her clothes for him.

Clem said as she finally took his whole length in. She began to fellate him, bopping her head up and down as he thrust his hard shaft down her throat. She started crying, praying that someone should walk right in and save her from this son of the devil. After a short while, he ordered her to stand up and take off her trousers. She began to beg him but he gave no heed to her plea. He threatened to shoot her again and then, out of fear, she took off her trousers. He began to fondle her buttocks and uttered obscenities. With a gun in one hand, he bent her over the sink and spread her legs apart. He spat on his hand and used it to lubricate her lady part.

A home, children, the promise of loyalty. But Victor was not just a man. He was an Alpha, and his blood burned hot with instinct. Patience was not his strength. When Clara became pregnant, her scent shifted, and her body changed. The wait—the abstinence forced by her fragility—was more than his hunger would allow. So he went outside their bond. Just once, he told himself. Just to quiet the restless wolf inside him. But one betrayal became two, and then countless more. He sought relief elsewhere until the relief became a craving, and craving became a habit.

There's nothing left for me here! Unlock the next chapter, where the real obsession, games, betrayal, cruelty, love triangle and a determined woman begins… If you've come this far, please leave a vote and your comments as well.. Henceforth Content Warning: This is a dark romance intended for mature audiences. It contains intense themes that may be triggering to some readers. All characters, places and events are entirely fictional and products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Reader discretion is advised.

I leaned closer, letting my forehead rest against hers, grounding us both. “There will be more battles,” I whispered. “More blood. More danger. But you are mine, Aria Blackwood. And I will burn the world before I let it take you from me.” Her trembling eased, just slightly, as her fingers curled into my tunic. And for the first time that night, my wolf quieted. The war was coming. The traitor was still hidden. But with her by my side, with her scent filling my lungs and her heartbeat steady against mine, I knew this truth as surely as I knew my own name:

"If the Syndicate thought I was still in contact with you, they would have finished what they started. I chose your life over my happiness." "And now?" Alessandro’s gaze dropped to her mouth, his breath hitching as he leaned closer. The anger in his eyes was being fought by something much more volatile—a hunger five years in the making. "Now you’re back. And you’ve brought the devil to my doorstep. Tell me, Caro... is this part of the plan? Tempting the man you broke so he’ll throw his life away for you?" "I’m not tempting you," she whispered, though she didn't pull away. She couldn't. The pull between them was like gravity—inevitable and crushing.

Levi raised an eyebrow, "If they felt guilty, they would have stopped." Listening to Levi's answer, Bella chuckled softly, shaking her head. “You are wrong, although I am not a psychologist, I think the two of them at some moment or moment really felt guilty and sorry towards me. But they cannot overcome the exciting temptation of adultery.” “The temptation of adultery?” Levi softly repeated her words.