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His phone is in his left hand, more than likely scrolling emails, while he holds a towel in his right hand, drying his hair. Darien gulps as he watches the water beads roll over the rise and fall of Wyatt's pecs. His eyes go lower, and his lips part when he sees the ripples of his abs. He bites his lip as his eyes follow a little water bead trailing over each ripple. His breath catches in his throat when that little water bead suddenly goes left and gets lost in the thin line of hair that disappears inside Wyatt's pants. Wyatt is oblivious to the fact his mate is drooling over his body. He walks toward the nightstand to plug his phone in. Darien's heart beats faster when those perfect and we

Hundred and fifty werewolf warriors to be exact! “I heard you tried pyrokinesis this afternoon.” His lazy voice followed as though he could sense the unpleasant thoughts that were soaring in my mind, and I instantly swooned. An angry Riftan; that I could handle. A Riftan who was relaxed in a jacuzzi, naked against me didn’t feel safe at all. At least not for my female anatomy because for some very weird reasons, he always made my mind lay to rest, and my vagina to take the reins.

When was the last time you ate? Me: Uh… Dane: Seriously? Me: I have a bad memory. Dane: My palm is twitching. Me: Sir! Dane: Yes? Me: Are you saying you want to… Dane: Spank you? Yes. One hundred percent. I squealed quietly, as if he could hear me if I were too loud. Everything about Dane was intense. Even when he was joking, he was intense. I’m literally an abuse victim. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I like this? Why do I want this? This should scare me, but it doesn’t. I’ve read enough dark romance books with werewolf daddies, mafia men, and Doms to know it isn’t scary. That it can be good if done with the right person. The image of Dane Wetness pooled between my legs.

Ryder says with a furrowed brow as he runs his hands through his dark hair. The dappled sunlight through the trees shifts as the sun dips low and casts a golden haze on Ryder’s gorgeous face. It’s a contrast to the way the muddy path sucks at our shoes and the breeze rustles the leaves, picking them up in little whirlwinds. Yet, this moment makes a perfect picture in my mind. “No,” I reply. “If your mate is a male, he’s one lucky son of a bitch. I’m lucky to be able to have a guy like you as my Beta. I don’t suppose you want to tell me who the guy is?”

I would do anything to avoid Kade, even if it means dining with the devil, and his face when Ryker offered to drive me home? Perfect! I thought I knew what it means to be a work of art, but Ryker came today and crushed all those thoughts. He was tall with blonde hair, had a thing for piercings as it made him hotter. I think he has issues with buttoning his shirt because his chest was bare, and every move made him a sexy model exposing more skin that I hoped to see more of, maybe his nipples. Will they be pink and hard like Kade's? Will his chest be as broad and hard like his own? I didn't know I was staring hard at him until he took my hands and guided them to his chest. I flinched hard and

Whether you’re here for the fated mates, the werewolf lore, or the sapphic romance, I hope this story captures your heart just as much as it did mine. Happy reading, Bryant 💕

"Yayyyy i am the Dadddddddd" Tabby

I break off, flushing with heat. His eyes darken. "Sex scene?" My throat tightens, making it impossible to swallow. "I was going to say it." He leans back, resting his hands behind his head. "I suppose your right, but don't you ever read it and want them to just get to it already, that it's obvious they want each other." "Didn't know you read romance." My accusatory tone makes him smile. The thought of Hale laying in his bed with this particular book open, reading through the graphic scene makes my toes curl.

The other penetration came in the form of a dildo or a butt plug (which she loved). But back to Na*a to Ka*ru {by Ryuta Amazume}. You see, what it is supposed to be is a regular manga which is published in a Non-hentai magazine. So it was kind of strange to us when my girlfriend read the summary from a non-hentai online manga reader site.

Disappointment is the furthest thing from what I’m feeling as my gaze lazily trails up and down the hulking male before me. Pride would be more accurate. Success in ruining that Alpha of theirs enough that he couldn’t even drag himself here to try to kill little old me. No, that broken coward sent his second. His Beta. Liam Rowlyn. I’ve watched him from afar for years. Golden brown, close-cropped hair. Eyes deep and dark like charcoal. Shoulders and chest so broad he’d give professional football players a run for their money. He’s a tall boy too, like so many of the male werewolves, his form still surely towering over my five-feet-seven.