Parties (Girls Weekend, #2)

by C.M. Nascosta

She’d downloaded a language lesson app on her phone and diligently studied her Orcish in fifteen-minute bursts several times a day, the app’s benevolent but slightly bullying bat mascot reminding her periodically through the day to complete her lessons,

Glad to see even this fantasy world can't escape the Duolingo bird 😂

They fucked for the betterment of Elvish kind, and for that we thank them.

"Up on your knees, Nanaya," he rapsed against her ear, a flinty strike against stone, igniting her blood as he flipped her to her stomach, "if you want to be fucked like a goddess."

"You made me work for that one," he groaned against her skin, flattening her against the headboard. "I think I just ejaculated part of my spine."

I don’t want to be peed on, I don’t want to be a part of your weird circle jerk, I don’t want my asshole licked by some stranger who’s simultaneously being plowed by every single member of a k-pop weretiger band, I don’t want to take turns on a five-guys-one-girl train. Ris . . . I think I’m vanilla."

Ainsley, I love you so much please dont ever change 😂😂😂

but after a lifetime of being told what to do and how to look and what to think, her field of fucks to give was barren.

"You're my heartbeat, Silva. You're the pulse in my chest and the blood in my veins. You want to rip me open, dove? Take a bite out of my heart? It already belongs to you, so you can do as you wish, and it doesn't matter what you call me. You’re the only reason for breathin', and if you come to your senses and kiss me goodbye in the morning and then put me out of your mind, it won't change a thing. It won't change what you are. You'll always be mine, Silva. That doesn't mean you should want me as yours."

😭

"Have you eaten yet? I can run down the street while you’re closing up and grab you someth—" She’d cut off on a squeal as she was pushed precariously to her back, his long fingers hooking under the sides of her lace panties, dragging them down her hips. "I haven't . . . but I'm about to."

"You are," he’d murmured against her slick center, pausing to press his teeth into the crease of her thigh, "the whingiest little princess. Pull my hair one more time and see what it gets you, dove."

Pls I'm feral 😂

"I’m not a sub," Tate gritted, glowering as her hand slowed. "That’s funny," she hummed, keeping her corkscrew motion consistent, even as she slowed. "You seem pretty submissive from up here."

"have you ever wanted to be your own boss? One of the other businesses I dabble in is an exciting opportunity to leave the daily grind of an office behind and be your own CEO. Would you like to smell this amazing oil?"

Omg is this a Fantasy MLM??? 😂😂😂