Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies

I pulled my top down and brought his lips to my tight nipples and he sucked on them and gave them a soft bite that made me quiver and moan. He knew I liked it and immediately pulled my bottoms down. "Let's see how wet you are" he softly said. He stuck two fingers inside me and it made my whole body relax as he curled them in and pulled them out again, revealing two very sticky fingers. "You want more ?" I nodded and pushed his hand back inside of me as he pushed them in slowly and deeply inside me. Then he turned his hand over and it made me moan when he came down and began to suck on my clit and get me closer and closer to an orgasm. I pulled his head up and stroked his hair, all I wanted was his cock. He began to get harder and I got more and more anxious. "Please put it in me" I pleaded but he told me to be patient. I could do that and he didn't disappoint when he slowly stopped eating me out and jacked himself off in front of my opening. It was so hot as he fingered me deeper and harder I thought he was never going to put it in me when he flipped me over with my legs and fucked me hard and deep. I gasped when he entered me because of how veiny and ribbed his dick felt inside me. He pushed deep and kissed my back and neck as he clenched my nipple and twisted it making me moan. I was confused because I was in love with another man who loved me equally. How am I going to deal with this?

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Chapter 7

When you're alone inside your head, and unable to pull yourself out of the funk, you end up going crazy!!

So far, I've been alone for a total of 2 weeks and 4 days.

I've pushed away Dean and Holden, not letting them near me. I'm not doing anything apart from going to work, acting like a zombie, just about handling my duties and jobs. When I go home, I stay in my room and huddle up in the duvet.

I'm just about managing a bunch of grapes or a satsuma a day. I've already lost 9lb!

As a wolf, I should be eating a lot more, and as I haven't been keeping up my usual diet, my wolf has gone into hibernation.

Like me, really.

I don't know why I've turned into this emotionless soul, I just can't get over how a human could get inside my flat without me--a shifter--knowing, and was able to freak me out and scare me like he did.

I've dealt with the threats and blackmails from other Doms, but this was one step too far. Making somebody come to my home for force me into changing my Dom. It's quite frightening.

What am I supposed to do?

Which way am I supposed to turn?

I feel so lost, and out of control.

I'm all alone.

"Someone, help me." I whisper, as I curl the duvet around me tighter. "I don't know what I'm doing anymore!"

Tears streak down my face, my heart in my mouth, my deserted stomach churning painfully.

"I'm so lost!" I whimper, and close my eyes, attempting to halt the tears, failing miserably.

I'm vulnerable, broken, and for the first time in 3 years, I miss my parents. I need their words of advice, their knowledge and wisdom.

Despite our distant relationship, they were always there when I needed them. I took them for granted and I regret not trying to build on our lacking family unit.

I can never go back and change things!

How can I move on without this undeniable guilt? How can I be happy again?

How can I chose between my mate and my Dom?

What do I want more?

Who do I want more?

Dean, an incredible, strong, supportive, charming and generous man who wants for me to be happy... and he loves me!

Holden, my mate, the man made to be with me. The person who is supposed to accept me despite my many flaws. He is loving, caring, supportive, and oh so patient! He also understands me!

Why do I feel such a strong connection with both of them?

Somehow, I have the same incredible tingles and sparks when I'm with them both, they just call to a different part of my brain. Dean calls to my desire, my passion and my pleasure, whereas Holden calls to my heart, my wolf and my sense of longing.

How am I supposed to choose?

~*~

"Right! Get out of bed... now! You need to shower, eat and get out of this god forsaken flat!"

I jump up in my bed, startled awake by a loud, booming and commanding voice.

As my eyes adjust to the light, I see Dean stood there, his hands on his hips, looking at me with displeasure and impatience.

"Noooo! I don't wanna." I moan, shoving a pillow over my head.

"Nope!" Dean snaps, yanking the pillow and duvet off of me and the bed, throwing them to the floor.

I whimper, curling my naked body up in a ball, trying to hide away.

Dean sighs, and climbs onto the bed, wrapping his arms around me and comforting me.

"Lizzie, baby. Please? I can't keep seeing you like this. You're lifeless! You're an emotionless zombie and I can't handle it anymore!"

I look up into his pained eyes, glazed over with tears as he strokes my cheek tenderly.

I don't know how, but seeing Dean in pain upsets me. I want to help him, to take his pain away.

"Dean! Please don't feel pain for me. I don't deserve your pain or sympathy." I whisper, my voice breaking.

Just seeing him like this produces an overwhelming, uncontrollable, aching pain spear through my heart.

"I can't keep seeing you so fragile and vulnerable Lizzie! I love you and it hurts me deeply to see you so pained. I don't know why it cuts me so deep. It hurts not only me, but my wolf too!" Dean whimpers, for the first time showing his weaker side.

My wolf howls in my head, making me cringe.

'We have to help him.' She whimpers. 'We love him, Lizzie! Make him happy again! I can't see him hurting like this!'

This confuses me. How could my wolf be hurt by Dean hurting?

What does he have to do with my wolf?

I push that question to the back of my mind, and I decide to listen to my wolf. Heal him!

Now!

I uncurl my body, slipping my legs in between his. I grab his face with my hands, pulling it down so I can kiss him.

As his lips crash against mine, my insides melt in ecstasy.

I dive my tongue inside his warm, sweet mouth, massaging it against his.

Dean always tastes divine!

We battle for dominance with our tongues, fighting for control. Dean manages to win as my submissive role kicks in.

Dean slides his hands over my bare skin, causing goosebumps to raise all over my body. Powerful and pleasurable shocks slip through my veins, causing me to moan involuntarily.

"Oh baby, I want you! Do you want me?" Dean murmurs against my lips huskily, the palms of his hands skimming over my nipples.

Oh, he is a god! My god.

"Yes, Dean. Yes!" I gasp, grabbing his shirt in my grip, holding him close. "Take me! Pleasure me. Please?! I can't take this feeling anymore!"

My core is heating painfully, every nerve ending a live wire. My wolf is whimpering with need.

It hurts! It actually hurts!

"Holy shit, you're in heat baby! That's what that scent is!"

"I... err... I don't know if I can make that pain go away! Only your mate can ease the pain." Dean breathes. I see shock, need and passion in his eyes as he tries to restrain himself.

Swallowing hard, I let his words sink in. I'm in heat?

I've only had one heat before, and it was a fortnight after I first shifted at 15. It was excruciating and I had to stay in my room for 2 long painful weeks, before it finally passed.

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After dying in a highway wreck while her beloved Lynn celebrated his engagement to her sister Camilla, a heartbroken woman is miraculously reborn. In her past life, she begged Lynn to believe she was the one who cared for him at the countryside villa, but her pleas only brought disgust. Now, returned to the moment her parents force her to sign Lynn over to Camilla, she grips the pen. This time, she will never beg again. She prepares to sign the agreement and walk away.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.7

After My Fiancé Publicly Claimed My Intern

8.7

Three days before Christmas, thirty-year-old CEO Vivian Reed slips out of the office early, shopping bags in hand, while her startled assistant cancels her six o'clock. Behind Reed & Co.'s polished steel, she guards a scandal: her fiancé has publicly claimed her intern. As the holiday glitter fades, Vivian must choose between the man who betrayed her and the empire she built alone. This billionaire romance novel follows a powerful woman through forbidden desire, bitter heartbreak, and the dangerous night that changes everything. Can she protect her company and her heart before the new year?

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.4

After Terminal Cancer, My Wife Unveiled Our Family Lies

9.4

Battling a terminal cancer diagnosis, a devoted husband discovers his entire life is a fabrication. His wife, the woman he trusted most, has hidden a web of deceit that threatens their family's foundation. As his health fades, he unearths shocking secrets about their marriage and the true identity of those closest to him. In a race against time, he must navigate a maze of betrayal to find the truth before his final days run out in this mystery.

Modern Mystery Romance

8.0

From Mafia Wife To Free Woman

8.0

For three years, I've been the wife of Dante Moretti, the head of the Chicago Bratva. My only purpose was to give him an heir. Today, I stared at the second pink line on a pregnancy test—a death sentence. But my husband didn't want a wife. He wanted a vessel. Hiding outside his office door, I heard him talking to his sister, Isabella. They were placing a million-dollar bet on the gender of my unborn child. "But what about her?" Isabella asked. "Once she gives you the heir, she’ll be useless." The silence that followed was heavy, suffocating. "She served her purpose," Dante said, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "A broodmare is only valuable when it can produce. After that…" He didn't have to finish. In his world, useless things are discarded. Violently. Every touch, every calculated smile had been a lie to secure his dynasty. He saw a legacy, not a child. He saw a vessel, not a wife. The only way to win his game was to knock the whole board over. I pulled out my phone and called the clinic my friend had told me about. "Yes," I said, my voice a stranger’s, hollow and steady. "I'd like to schedule a termination."

Mafia Modern Romance

7.4

He left me for her - Now his boss calls me wife

7.4

Elara knew what betrayal felt like. After ten years and a ring on her finger, her fiancé, Ethan, threw away their stable, honest life, claiming he needed more a flashier partner, a fast-paced social climb and walked out for a rival, a woman named Chloe. Two years of professional focus erased the heartbreak, turning Elara into a highly valued executive assistant. But a sudden corporate crisis at her firm a massive merger hinging on stability and reputation-forces her into a new, shocking role. Her boss, the formidable CEO Marcus Thorne, makes her an offer she can't refuse: "Marry me. It's a business deal. You gain power; I gain control. We will be an unbreakable front." Desperate for security and a career boost, Elara agrees, becoming the sophisticated, untouchable Mrs. Thorne. The façade is perfect until the official merger signing. Stepping into the boardroom on Marcus's arm, Elara's breath catches. Standing across the table as the lead executive from the merged company now Marcus's most critical subordinate is Ethan. Ethan is stunned. The woman he casually discarded is now his new, formidable boss's wife. And the look in his eyes is a devastating mix of regret, shock, and dawning fury. The final blow comes when Marcus pulls Elara close, his eyes fixed on his new employee. "Ethan, you'll be working closely with my wife now. After all," he smirks, "she's a permanent part of the family." Now, Elara must navigate her life in the lap of luxury and power, constantly playing the role of Marcus's devoted partner, while facing the daily, agonizing proximity of the man who left her a man who now has to call her Mrs. Thorne and report to her husband. He left her for a better life. Now, he's forced to watch her live it with his boss. Themes: Second Chances (Denied and Fought For), Marriage of Convenience, Corporate Power Play, Regret, Forced Proximity, Emotional Warfare.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.4

His Silent Omega's Hidden White Wolf Bloodline

8.4

I was the Lycan King's political wife, universally despised as a "wolfless Omega" freak. When my husband, Kingsley, was poisoned with a lethal dose of silver at a pack gala, I disguised my scent and risked everything to drag him to safety. But instead of recognizing his mate, he threw me to the wolves. He spent weeks tearing the city apart to find his "mysterious savior," while treating me like a sickening disease. "Stay out of my sight. You reek of sickness." He spat those words at me, completely blind to the fact that the scent he hated was the bleach I used to hide my tracks. Meanwhile, my abusive family publicly humiliated me, auctioning off my mother's grave to my worst enemy while Kingsley just watched in disgust. I endured his icy glares and their venomous insults in silence. They all thought I was just a pathetic, empty shell they could crush. They didn't know I was "The Zero"—the phantom hacker currently bleeding their financial empires dry. At the grand auction, I finally dropped the act. I wiped out my enemy's fortune with a single keystroke, bought my mother's land, and traded it to the Elders for my absolute freedom. Now, as the auction screens bleed red, Kingsley is staring at me with dark, consuming shock. He finally realizes the lethal monster he’s been hunting was his submissive wife all along.

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