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And they were done talking. That lucky bastard Trent was doing something that drew the most delicious cries from her. Marc peeked through the open crack, not seeing much other than Thea's legs wrapped around Trent's flanks, eagerly inviting him into her body. Fuck, how he wanted to join in, catch her cries with his lips, stroke her nub as Trent fucked her, making her even more wild. He abstained, knowing it was too soon. But it didn't stop him from getting horny. He would have stroked himself if he wasn't so aware of Jaxon sharing the room behind him. Forget Darren. They'd tag-teamed girls before, and while they didn't touch each other, pretty much everything else was fly.

“No, Tatum, not at all. It’s just...we told him that was a dumb thing to ask. You’re already under so much stress and we know you’d never say no to Nat. Plus, just months before, he’d asked one of us to take care of those needs for you.” My eyes bulged at what I heard. “Excuse me? what?” Remy sighed. “He wanted us to handle the sex stuff for him. Because he couldn’t anymore and you seemed so sad and lonely. We were like, ‘Hell no. We are not doing this.’ But he said he would rather the next man you sleep with be familiar and not a stranger. But we said nah, so I guess he concocted this Coverts plan.”

The apartment felt smaller than ever before, the walls seemingly closing in on me as the weight of Hartwell's threat pressed down on me but for now, I was safe. In the days that followed, the tension in the city grew as the city braced for the full moon. The whispers of the French Quarter grew more insistent, tales of werewolves rising to the surface as the nights grew longer and the air grew heavier with the scent of rain. I found myself unable to focus on my work, my thoughts consumed by the book. The thought of a humanlike creature that carried a genetic gene of a wolf, capable of transforming under the light of the full moon was fascinating yet terrifying. I was obsessed with the thought

His carefree attitude about it, kinda pissed me off, and I snapped at him, “No, you’re not listening!” He startled and sat back a bit, then replied sweetly, “Okay, babe, calm down. I'm sorry, I'll keep quiet and let you finish.” He squeezed my hands urging me to continue. I took in a deep breath and continued, “I don't mean a little bit jealous, T. I mean this weird burning anger that took over my entire body, and I felt a huge surge of electricity inside me.” He frowned but let me continue without interrupting. “I wanted to rip her apart, and I don't understand how I was able to beat her up. I know she's a werewolf.”

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

objected Claretta. “We love reading this because we hope to be reincarnated like the female lead. Imagine being surrounded by 5 handsome, rich, powerful and powerful men." Hyein replied with a red ribbon tied on a light blue shirt with tied hair. "Harem?" said one of the other employees out of nowhere. Suddenly all the employees who listened to the laughter of women's nature also wanted to be adored and surrounded by cool handsome men. Meanwhile, Claretta felt goosebumps hearing unreasonable narratives, but on the other hand, seeing their behavior made Claretta happy too.

Liam’s ultimatum shattered something inside me. One month to choose between the Harem and our relationship. For three days I tried to be good. I stayed home. I let him reclaim me gently every night. I told the Harem I needed space. But the craving grew like a living beast under my skin. Every night I dreamed of being surrounded by cocks. Every morning I woke up soaking wet and aching. My mind kept replaying the feeling of thirty men using me in the storm.

"Now we're going to see how well you can multitask." He pulled his fingers out and brought them to my mouth. "Taste yourself. Suck them clean." I took his fingers into my mouth, tasting my own arousal, salty and musky. "Good girl." He pulled his fingers out and reached for his bag on the table. Pulled out a book—Discipline and Punish. "Open to page 195," he said. "The section on docile bodies." I stared at him. "What?" "You said you fantasize about reciting theory while I touch you. So that's what we're going to do. You're going to read Foucault out loud while I make you come again. And if you stop reading, I stop touching you. Understand?"

Then why did he feel strange? “Is Milord also judging me?” asked Harriet with seductive eyes. Liam turned to her with equally seductive eyes. He took the novel from in front of Harriet and read it, saying, "Right, I'm judging you." The man started turning the book to the back part, looking for lewd scenes elsewhere in the book and finally found something quickly. He ignored Harriet's astonished look and pointed to the scene he had found in the middle of the book. It was a sex scene between the two main characters when the woman was pregnant. The male lead couldn't be too harsh and refused penetration because his partner was pregnant, but Liam who read the scene found the kissing part very ex