Novelas y relatos de Twice The Temptation

Within minutes they were herding her toward a private rooftop bar. She expected a standard lounge. She did not expect another secret pool hidden behind a glass-paneled door, where bikini-clad guests danced under string lights and the scent of saltwater and cocktails hung in the air. The triplets claimed a sprawling couch, waving her over. “You’re in our territory now,” Adrian said, handing her a fruity cocktail before she could refuse. “Tonight, you’re not Darius’s assistant—you’re our guest. Which means…” He raised his glass. “…you dance.”

I can’t form a response that isn’t an uninteligible sound, but that doesn’t seem to bother Ace. He hums against me, the vibration rattling my bones and blurring my vision. It’s becoming increasingly harder to fight off the orgasm barreling toward me so I can continue to enjoy this moment. But when Ace does the holy trinity with a swipe of his tongue, a thrust of his fingers, and his free hand squeezes my ass, I’m done for.

The touch was subtle but it burned. His grip tightened just a fraction. I could feel his hot fingers brushing over my skin. And my body reacted before my mind could stop it. I squirmed. A dangerous, unfamiliar feeling curled low in my stomach, making my breath hitch again. I felt something I shouldn't have. “Mr. Kim... ” I whispered. My voice was barely audible. But it was enough. Something in him snapped. His jaw tightened instantly, the softness vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. Regret flashed across his face, clear, sharp and undeniable.

"The way your wet clothes cling to your body… showing every curve… tempts me." I swallowed hard. My eyes slipped away from his. "You’re not innocent, little one. Every curve. Every look. Every word from you… it shakes my silence with whispers of sin. Like you were made for one thing." He leaned closer. I felt his warm breath near my ear. "To seduce me. You are a real temptation, Miss Amara." He paused, then added possessively. "And you’re not just a temptation. You’re my temptation." I looked at him in complete silence. My heartbeat thundered like war drums. His eyes cut through me, shaking everything inside.

The key burned against my palm, heavy with significance, as though it contained the weight of every choice we had made, every fear we had conquered, and every temptation we had resisted. The chamber’s walls quivered, reshaping themselves, enclosing us in a new space dark, narrow, and oppressive. Shadows crept along the edges, curling like smoke, whispering our deepest insecurities. Elliot’s hand remained clasped with mine, his dark eyes scanning the twisting walls. “This isn’t over,” he murmured. “The gate was only the first trial. Now… the true temptation begins. It’s personal, emotional… and far more dangerous than anything we’ve faced.”

A drop slid down to my ass. He saw it. His breath hitched. “Fuck,” he whispered. “You’re perfect.” His eyes were black now pupils blown. I felt powerful and vulnerable at the same time.My nipples ached.My pussy clenched empty. I whimpered. He stepped closer, but didn’t touch.Just looked.Minutes felt like hours. My thighs trembled from holding the position. “Please—” I begged. “Please what?” “Touch me.” He smiled slowly. “Not yet.”

He didn't command me, he just sounded like he was giving me an invitation that I shouldn’t resist. I breathed. “You want me to…” He cut me off mid-sentence. “Yes, I want you to touch yourself,” he replied, his gaze fixed on me. His thumb brushed the edge of my lower lip. “Let me watch. Then I’ll take over.” Heat flooded my face, my chest, and the place between my legs that was already embarrassingly wet just from the way he was looking at me. I picked up the vibrator from the bed. My thumb hovered around that button.

“You know what that costs.” “Yes,” Clara said softly. “That’s why Serena didn’t expect it.” That caught his attention. She turned back to the tablet, scrolling with purpose now. “She’s positioning me as temporary,” Clara continued. “As someone who exists because of proximity to you. So I’m going to remove the ambiguity.” Adrian stiffened. “By doing what?” Clara looked at him. “By speaking.” His chest tightened. “Publicly?” “Yes.” “With your name attached to mine?” he pressed.

Susan whispered so low I almost didn't hear her. She stood up and shot into her uncle’s arms, who caught her in a big hug, lifting her into the air. Will remained at his side with an air of superiority; he glanced toward me and winked. The butterflies in my stomach came to life and began to flutter furiously. I stood there, perplexed, contemplating both of them—so identical—feeling an irresistible attraction. If it weren't for the fact that Susan was hugging the other one, I would have sworn I couldn't tell them apart.

My parents hugged both Carla and I next, then my brother and his wife. The hugs kept coming until Carla stepped away to a room in the venue to get ready for the reception and the guests matched to the reception room. AUTHORS note: You might have notice a change in the book title to 'Sweet Tempation', its still thesame book. There is also changes in the names of main charaters, its still thesame book. Sorry for the confusion and inconvenice.