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I burst into the clearing, gasping, stumbling, almost falling. As I entered through the entrance, faces turned to me. Whispers rippled. I didn’t care. Zane was already moving toward me, shirtless, heaving, skin streaked with dirt and drying blood from the gash on his forehead. His eyes were black, furious, searching every inch of me before he reached me. He didn’t speak. Just cupped my face with both hands and kissed me hard, tasting like salt and fear and relief. Then he scooped me up, one arm under my knees, the other around my back, holding me against his chest like I might disappear again.

"I...I don't like you, Zefiro. This...sex...it means nothing." His gaze snaps to mine. Lethal. "I can't stand you, either." While his words might ring true, his cock says otherwise when I grasp it, springing it free from his briefs. The soft scent of clean linen and soap wafts into my nostrils and Zefiro's sharp hiss causes a flutter in my chest. My eyes widen. Impossibly hard, an artwork of veins stretching along his length, stopping shy of his swollen crown. Six inches, and some. Very thick. A distinct thought of the purple vibrator in my top drawer at Jaxon's home flares in my mind and I can swear the universe is playing tricks on me, reminding me of every time I wished that what Jaxon la

Cold silence spread sharply through the fractured realm. I felt the exact second the truth fully landed inside Kael. The exact second centuries of fragmented memories suddenly aligned into something unbearable. Another memory burst violently through the bond before either of us could stop it. Not from the war. From childhood. A young Kael standing alone inside a silver chamber beneath the council fortress. No windows. No warmth. Ancient symbols carved into the walls glowing beneath moonlight. And surrounding him, “The synchronization rate is increasing.” His emotional attachment instincts remain unusually strong.”That may strengthen the bond later.”

He looks at me amused as the desire burns a bit brighter in his swirling gray eyes. Washing his body, I get to appreciate his sculpted muscular body fully. He’s not huge like a werewolf warrior, but he’s got muscles and toned everywhere. His ass is better toned than mine. I bring the washcloth over his semi-hard cock. I’ve always thought Zane had the perfect cock. He was on the bigger side with just the right amount of thickness. Like he can pleasure you with it, but he’s not going to spear through your cervix with it. I start to rub the washcloth up and down his cock, causing him to get harder. His nostrils flare a bit, and his hand grasps my wrist. “Careful, Pet, don’t start a game you can

I don't know what he is looking for, but he needs to stop before I raise this damn book off my desk and knock him with it. "You like being late for things, don't you?" He asked, a small grin playing on his lips. "No. I got lost." I grumbled, wishing he would just turn the hell around and leave me alone him too. "No. You did not get lost, Pet. I bet you were just playing with yourself before class. You were soaking wet for me. Your pussy was tight around my fingers. Fuck you are definitely a virgin," Zane said, leaning his body out of his seat and closer to me, just as I can feel Alec leaning forward in his desk.

And every thought in my head evaporated. A man stepped out. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Shirtless. My eyes went straight to his chest—eight perfect ridges of muscle, tanned skin that looked like it had been dipped in gold under the studio lights. No. This wasn't real. My gaze traveled up. Sharp jawline. Dark hair, messy like he'd just run his hands through it. And then his eyes. Blue. Piercing. Cold. Locked directly on mine. Zane Mercer. Standing there in low-slung black pants, shirtless, looking like he'd walked straight out of that magazine photo except somehow better because he was real and he was right there.

Fear? No one spoke after that. Zane didn’t mean to find himself outside Andrei’s quarters. Didn’t mean to knock. Didn’t mean to care. But the door opened before he could decide if he would really wanted to be here. Andrei stood there, shirtless, jaw tense, eyes unreadable. “What?” He asked almost dismissively. Zane pushed inside. Andrei let him. The air inside smelled of pine and steel and smoke. “I’m not a game piece,” Zane said softly. “And you don’t get to pretend I don’t exist when it suits you.”

He parts my womanly folds with gentle movements of his huge palms, I am a shuddering mess against him. "Open your eyes, Alex. Tell me what you see." Zane's breath is hot against my ear. He presses a thumb against my clit and I cry out.

She parted her legs wider and when she saw the tub, she placed her left foot on the edge to give Zero better access to her cleft. Zero’s tongue darted inside her core which makes her shiver. He licked her pussy like a hungry beast. Afterward, he stood and turned her into the wall, letting her two hands lean into it. Zero pulled her lower body and positioned himself. Then he was ready to thrust once again. When he accidentally touches his semen into her back, he moved so as hers and turned the shower on. He delved deeper while the warm water that came from the shower dripped into their body.

Zane said. “I have tried everything Zane. I have deleted all your nudes but I just can't unsee IT. I don't know what to do. I am wet, wet” “Calm down” He repeated. “I can help” “Mmmn” I moaned. “Can you imagine I'm right in front of you?” He sounded soft, sexy and seductive. “Zane” I moaned coldy, the s*xual urge was inevitable. “I can see you, you are shirtless… your s*xy abs you've shown me”