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He explored her slowly, curling his fingers while the first man continued teasing her breasts. Lila’s breathing grew heavier. The chain above her rattled softly as she shifted. More men moved closer. Hands roamed her body — stroking her thighs, squeezing her ass, tracing her spine. Someone knelt and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder, burying his tongue between her folds with skilled dedication.

His fingers paused at the edge of her lace underwear, tracing the delicate edge without dipping beneath. “Should I continue, Princessa?” hismid finger settled in her center " You're soaked for me already". Heat flooded her face, shame and fury twisting together until she couldn’t tell them apart. “That’s not— I’m not—” “Liar.” He pressed the heel of his palm against her mound, firm enough that she gasped. The pressure sent an unwanted spark racing up her spine. “Your body doesn’t lie, Elara. It’s screaming for me.”

Grab your popcorn, cancel your plans, and buckle up - this ride is about to get WILD! Ava & Orion's chapter may be closed... But Holly? She's obsessed. And poor David Hunt (aka Mason)? He has no idea what's coming. It's steamy. It's forbidden. It's a full-blown scandal you won't be able to put down. The Book 2 is now available - "Twisted Devotion" Exclusively available on Readink or NovelFlow!!

Chapter 13 Wife *** Content Warning: This chapter is not suitable for very young readers. Read at your own risk. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne Shea bit her lower lip as she felt the tension in her stomach down to her core. She clenched her jaw as her hands turned into balled fists – disheveling the sheets on the bed where she was lying. “Ahh!” She moaned in desire as she felt Denver’s tongue inserted in her wet core – steel but pleasurable. She wanted to stop him as she felt the embarrassment that was succumbing her, but the pleasure was just too much that she just couldn’t stop him.

My husband was cheating on me, and it was even more devastating because he was cheating with his twin brother’s wife. When the truth came out, my marriage wasn’t the only one destroyed. Andy Vaughn, the cold billionaire CEO and my husband’s twin, had been betrayed too. His solution? Revenge. We would pretend everything was fine while secretly tearing apart the lives of the two people who betrayed us. It should have been simple. However, revenge transformed into stolen glances, lingering touches, and feigning love in public. Andy wasn’t just the billionaire I once knew; he was the boy I had loved before I understood the concept of love. And the closer we became, the more dangerous our li

But as the minutes ticked by, a deeper, uglier anger began to take root in my chest. If he loved Sophie so much, why did he touch me? I hadn't forced him into that bed. He had willingly, passionately taken everything I had to give, knowing exactly who was waiting for him in the real world. He wasn't just a strict boss protecting his image. He was a selfish, hypocritical liar. Nearly an hour passed before the heavy double doors finally opened.

That lingering look sent chills down my spine. The moment her footsteps faded, I closed the door and locked it again, leaning back against it with a shaky exhale. Mason emerged from the shadows, his muscular chest rising and falling, eyes dark with restrained need. He looked even more dangerous now — bare torso gleaming faintly in the low light, the evidence of his arousal straining against his pants. He stalked toward me slowly. “Close call, baby girl,” he murmured, voice rough. “You handled that well. But fuck… seeing you lie to your mother while your pussy is still dripping from my tongue? That’s doing things to me.”

The word felt like ash on my tongue, reminding me of Henry’s promises, of the Summers’ betrayals, of everything i had lost. I turned away, pacing around the living room. My mind was now a storm. A part of me wanted to scream that i’d rather rot on the streets than bind myself to a man who saw me as a contract. Another part was quiet but persistent, and whispered that he was offering me the only lifeline i had left.

I said crossing my arms and legs as I lean my back on the sofa. “Then how do you feel?” Scar asked with concern. “Nothing! I’m a human what the heck do you expect me to feel? It just feels so uncomfortable and making me vomit in disgust” I lied. But the truth is It feels like I’m dying inside, for no reason why am I feeling this way? Is it possible for a werewolf to mate with a human? “You are joking right?” Scar asked in disbelief not convinced with my reasons. “Then what do you want me to feel? Hurt? Cry? Come on that is so lame for a lady to do besides this isn't the end world"

Handsome with a pointed nose,a sea blue eye ball and a dark hair which was styled backward,his looks were enough to make any woman melt before him but his cold looks and condition would make one have a second thought about him. He has everything a woman would want but he is in a wheelchair,a condition he wasn't born with but the condition life threw him in. He met with an unfortunate fate which took the life of his parents and made him paralyzed on a wheelchair when he was just ten. From a lively and carefree boy,he became cold and insecure because he felt like a liability to others but when he discovered who was behind the death of his parents,he became ruthless and that gave him the streng