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she said, “about a beautiful, remarkable woman.” Discomfort settled low in my stomach immediately. I didn’t like where this was heading, not one bit. “Once upon a time,” she began, voice trembling slightly, “there was a little girl who grew up with nothing. No parents, no real home, just one strange house after another, each one colder than the last. I don’t even remember how I ended up in that very first house. I was too young. All I remember is being hungry most days, surviving off one small meal if I was lucky.”

Some stories begin with a storm. This one started with a woman standing in the ruins of her old life, daring to believe she deserved more. Thank you for staying with Layla and Rider as they built something new from the quiet and the broken. Thank you for letting their journey touch you. Until the next chapter, Nikora Clegg Where to from here? Until You is available in paperback from A****n. I am currently working on the Hidden Legacy Series.

She was staring gleefully at me, and she was pointing her phone's camera at me. “Why don't you crawl to us? And plead while you're crawling. Maybe that might make me tell him to forgive you.” Aaron looked startled by her demands, but I couldn't even think. I only wanted to fight for my life. If Aaron should reject me, my life would end instantly. I did as she instructed, but the sky thundered, and rain began to fall in torrents. The sound it made against the roof drowned my words and tears. “Louder,” Roxie shouted, “crawl all the way back and come to us again while begging at the top of your voice for your life. Remember, the more earnest you beg, the higher your chances of being pardoned.”

He was once a young pup who swore his life to me, but now he rides another woman just to make me beg. I was a rogue. WE, were once, rogues. He had only his mother. I didn’t even have that. The Lady brought up the two of us, living in a shabby old cabin. Life was hard back then, and winter was harder. But those days were sweeter than any. Then, all of a sudden, he became the Alpha’s son. Then he became best friends with the beta’s daughter and her gang. And then I was here, crawling on the staircase, alone.

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I nodded some, trying to get the words to come out again but all I could do was sob pitifully in response to his question. He waited patiently for a moment until he decided that I was apparently taking too much time to beg and tugged on the bead again. I moaned and shifted beneath him before I managed to squeak out, "I'm ready." But nothing happened and the more time that passed, I realized that wasn't what he was waiting for. Pressing my ass back against his hand, I began to beg again, "Oooooo more Master ... please!" "More what? Beg lewdly girl ... I know you can talk dirty," he urged.

I faintly whispered, then trembled as I looked at the blood I had lost. Crying, I gathered those in front of me even though I'm weak; I'm like a madman bathing in the blood and flesh of my baby. Begging it is not too late. Wishing it was just a nightmare "My baby..." Some time passed, and no help came. No one came back. I just emotionlessly leaned against the door while hugging my own robe full of dried blood that I lost. I looked at myself again and then stared into nothingness. I clenched my palms while still hugging my robe tightly. "I will make sure you all kneel before me..."

I ran barefoot to the main road to scream for help until a passing car stopped. But when I got back, shivering and half-dead, Jennifer was there. She was kneeling on the grass, holding his hand. She cried pretty tears as he woke up, flawlessly stealing my rescue. I stared into his eyes now, begging him to see the truth. I needed him to know I wasn't just a business deal. I was the woman who bled for him. Instead, Ellis let out a dark, mocking laugh. He let go of my other wrist and stepped back. He looked at me like I was a piece of garbage on his shoe.

Mia Pov “Dare me again… please,” I begged, my voice barely a whisper. I was lying on the rug like a broken, cum-soaked toy. Thick loads leaked from my stretched pussy and ass, my face and tits were glazed white, and my fingers kept lazily rubbing my destroyed clit, spreading their warm seed all over my swollen lips.

I carry her bridal style and head toward our room, she is already yawning and her eyes are fluttering closed. “DEREK” Dean shouts, Ria jerks up almost falling out of my arms, “The babies” she says in a panic “What the fuck do you want Dean?” I ask clenching my jaws “You’ve been summoned by the alpha king” Dean says and I almost drop Alexandria on the ground -------- hello readers, hope you enjoy this little epilogue, the new book is called " Begging for survival", it's on my profile if you want to find it, I've created a f******k group for easier interactions and updates. It's called Stories By Menna, hope you join,