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They were both impressed that I have already published a half dozen books that have been fairly successful. “I love the Erotic Wizard book you wrote,” Fiona purred. It amazed me that she had already read one of my books. “I get aroused every time I think about those steamy sex scenes you described,” she announced openly. There was a short silence that followed and Franny was grinning broadly when I glanced over at her.

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

he murmured, voice low, unshakable as he crashed his mouth unto hers, Her body arched against his, scales scrambling up to the surface, heating under his palms. His lips trailed fire down her throat, his teeth grazing the edge of her pulse. Her fingers raked his back, not to wound but to anchor. Their breaths tangled, harsh and hungry. It was primal, consuming. His Alpha pheromones wrapped around her scent—ripe persimmon—like chains, and she welcomed them. Her dragon core burned hotter, lightning dancing across her skin as his hands claimed her hips, pressing her closer. His fingers slid between her folds—hot and slick. She moaned causing a stir in his groin. He ground against her as he laid

But with them around, I didn't know if I could keep that promise. “Yes,” Mitch said in a rough voice. “Say you want us, sister.” I should have pushed them all away. I should have run back upstairs. But the heat in their eyes, the way their bodies boxed me in, and the thick, syrupy tension in the air melted my resistance. And I was so aroused. I could already feel myself growing wet. Hans's hand slid from my arm, over my shoulder, until his fingers tangled in my hair. He pulled gently, angling my head back, and said, “Say it, Yassy.”

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The school was boring anyway. Even now, I was currently staring at one of those books, an ancient werewolf romance novel, while she was reading a much hotter and more recent one; Inferno, Yeah it went along with the title and all. According to her, she wanted to spice things up with Charles and didn't mind recreating some of the scenes from the book, the girl was such a dirty-minded one, and she didn't mind sharing all those gruesome details with me.

Her heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic drumbeat echoing through her ears. Anna's breath hitched as she felt his fingers trace the curve of her spine, sending shivers of anticipation skittering across her skin. She gasped as he cupped her @ss, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. He leaned in, his breath hot on her ear as he whispered, "Read the book, Anna. Read it while I fvck you." She reached out, her fingers brushing the hard cover of the book. "The witch's heart is a secret," She tried to focus on the words, but her mind was a chaotic as Xandros' fingers ghosted over her clit. A shudder ran down her body.

I’m trembling with anticipation. He’s ready, and that’s so damn hot. He slicks his fingers fast, his other hand gripping my hip, a silent command to stay still. His slick fingers slide between my cheeks, circling my entrance, then pushing in, lube cool and smooth. I stifle a groan, face pressed into the sheets, hips twitching back. It’s quick, intense, and I’m shaking, needing him now. “Luke,” I whisper, barely a sound, and he nods, slicking his cock, pressing against me. He thrusts in, fast and deep, the stretch sharp and hot. He’s filling me, claiming me, and I’m fighting to stay quiet.

But all I could think about was how Vito’s hands tangled in my hair… Pulling me closer, making me forget everything except the wild rush between us. Caught in a whirlwind of passion and chaos, I knew I was stepping into a world of danger—a world that could swallow me whole. But as Vito’s lips pressed against mine, all I could think about was how much I wanted to stay lost in his embrace, even if it meant breaking Juan’s heart. The night lay before us, filled with raw pleasure and risk. As we surrendered to the chaos, I felt the ties to my old life begin to unravel, setting the stage for a choice that would change everything.

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