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She leaned over and passionately smothered her lover with wanton kisses of her parted lips. While her wounded heart pounded and her body being aroused by such striking beauty, the lamp disgorged a drop of burning oil from the tip of its flame and fell upon the goddess's right stomach. It was unspeakable and unforgivable to taint a glorious body of a god - a crime punishable by death.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

“Thank you.” He pulled me against his chest, kissing my forehead. “We’re in this together, angel. No matter what.” I clung to him, trying to let myself believe it. But then his phone buzzed on the counter. Kyle frowned, grabbed it before I could, and his whole body stiffened. His jaw clenched. “What is it?” I asked. I snatched the phone from his hand, ignoring his warning look. My blood ran cold as I read the text: Denise: "Kyle, are you really fvcking a nun now? What about Zoey? After everything, you settled for a nun instead of Zoey? Seriously?"

Trigger Warnings: Female Dominance (Femdom), cuckolding, financial domination (findom), breath play, spanking, edging, and explicit language. Vesper The air in my private dungeon was thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and the metallic tang of ozone from the nearby shock collars. I sat on my velvet throne, my legs crossed, the heel of my Louboutin pressing firmly into the center of Toby's chest. Toby-my dedicated little pay pig-was exactly where he belonged: on his knees, shivering with a mixture of terror and agonizing arousal.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

The feeling I'd finally whispered to Lorenzo one night when the lights were off and I felt brave enough to say it out loud. *I think I might like women too.* He hadn't flinched. Hadn't pulled away. He'd pressed his lips to my temple and said, *then we'll figure that out together, doll.* That had been three months ago and I hadn't done a thing about it since. Until tonight, until her, until those eyes that kept finding mine across a crowded bar like we already knew each other somehow. "If you keep grinding on my thigh like this, doll, you'll ruin my suit pants."

My Italian lover was there, like the sun—firing hot and brilliant into the darkness. It was more. So much more than just sex. I could feel him reaching for me the same way I reached for him. We were like magnets—drawn and unable to escape each other. His chest pressed to mine as he drove in and out of me, and just as I was teetering on the edge, DJ pushed us both over, cumming with me. After grabbing a rag to clean us both up, DJ settled beside me in bed, holding a menu between us before asking,

I held her still and switched our position. "I'm in control here." The Alpha side of me wanted to always have control even in the bedroom. To my surprise, she didn't protest. I grabbed her chin gently but possessively and kissed her. Our lips moved fast in sync as we both struggle for dominance. Finally, she gave up. I slid my tongue in and she moaned. I roamed my free hand all over her body, giving pleasure to her in different places. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and my beta's voice was heard.

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I bit my lips softly, leaning my weight back into my dressing chair. I loved lesbian books and p**n so much that I had secretly wanted to be a lesbian adult actor. “Yes Mummy,” the second female lead moaned. Slurpy gliding sound of wet pussies brushing over each other resounded loudly into my ears. I wanted so badly to be a part of this. I sorted my legs high on my table, pushing off the distracting book that laid on my way with my right leg. It landed face down with a loud thud. I didn’t care.