Lyra comes for a simple summer visit, but everything changes when her best friend’s powerful Alpha father Damon Thornvale claims her as his mate. Their secret is dangerous, forbidden, and impossible to ignore. Marked and bound to him forever, Lyra must face what this bond will cost—and what happens when the truth comes out.
Louder. “Lyra, come on! You’re gonna miss the whole entrance!” He let go. His c**k was still out. I scrambled for my shirt. Barely got it on. My p***y was leaking. My thighs wet. My lips pink and swollen and bruised from not even being kissed. I opened the door. Tasha was there, holding glitter…
Then she spun me toward the mirror. “Look at yourself.” I did. And gasped. My reflection was filthy. My cheeks were flushed. My lips pink and slightly parted. My chest was flushed. My thighs were wet. Shiny with leftover slick that hadn’t dried from the bathroom floor. I couldn’t even look at my own eyes.…
The mesh was glued to my skin with arousal. No panties. No mystery. Just wet, swollen, pink. He saw it. I know he saw it. His eyes dragged higher. Ruin And Desire Over my hips. My waist. My tits..bare under the sheer mesh, n*****s hard and high and begging to be bitten. Then finally, finally,…
But I couldn’t hear her *) 48 Prints Y VID The Forbidden Touch Couldn’t hear anything Because he was still there In front of me And I was alone Again With him With the man who had dragged me into heat with nothing but a look With the man who hadn’t even f****d me yet…
My legs shook He hadn’t even kissed it bare yet He leaned in Licked me again Skin to skin now Tongue dragging up my folds Flattening against my clit Sucking it into his mouth so hard my knees gave out He caught me Threw one arm around my waist Pulled me against his mouth like…
But I spread my legs And waited for the stretch Because I knew He was going to break me open next. His c**k was right there. Pressed at my entrance. Thick, hot, pulsing like it had a f*****g heartbeat. My p***y was already parted for him, lips slick and swollen and weeping from the way…
She stomped her heel once against the tile. “Ugh! Whatever. You’re impossible.” He didn’t answer. Just took a slow sip of his drink and turned slightly toward the bar, ignoring her tantrum like he was used to it. Like it was just another storm that would pass. But he didn’t look at me, and that…
He growled. His hand slapped my inner thigh…just enough to sting. “Don’t call me that,” he snapped. “Unless you want to get pinned to this bar and f****d like a bad little girl who can’t keep her legs closed.” My whole body shuddered. “You think I didn’t see how you looked at me?” I couldn’t…
And then I saw the Jeep. Tasha was already in the driver’s seat, engine rumbling low, headlights on, one heel kicked off as she sat sideways behind the wheel with her phone pressed to her ear. When she saw me, she threw it across the dashboard and slammed her palm against the horn. “Finally,” she…
My stomach twisted. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe scream. Who Is This Stranger? Because I wasn’t just her friend. I was the girl her father made moan on the bar an hour ago. The girl who came down the stairs with c*m on her thighs and a warning in her ears. The girl with…