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“You’ll need to show me how to plant seeds and such.”

But Cole was a wolf, and he would not let another predator steal his prey.

In his experience, everything that felt cozy might turn out to have sharp teeth and knives for hands. And he’d rather walk away from things that gave him pleasure than fall into a trap again.

Like two wild beasts, they didn’t care that the floor was hard, or that one of them entrapped the other. All that mattered was the instinct that drove them to rock, rub, and squeeze.

“I have no life. I only exist to come after you. To punish you for what you’ve done. You destroyed me, Ned O’Leary, and I deserve the truth!”

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🐎💰🐎 . . . (F)BR With Twinsie CC . . . 🐎💰🐎

Yeehaw! Back on the saddle.
I'll be the glam cowgirl with the whip

Luck is on my side, even if time isn’t.

-- Kenji by Yolanda Olson. 32% of book, 100% of story

When she clears her throat and turns her eyes to look up at me, I shake my head fondly and lean down to clip the leash to her collar.
Animal it is then.

— Kenji by Yolanda Olson

“Me and you,” she choked out.

-- Rivalry by A.A. Davies . 100% of story / 16% of book

I flicked her clit, slowing down as my cock entered her to the hilt. Her pussy tightened around me, but I let her take control of the pace. I let her depict how fast she was going to go.

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Time for some family bonding 😆
I’ll be the one on the right.

They hadn’t been the ones to destroy him and Cole, but they would pay the price for it nevertheless.

Something was off, like the sweetest peach that has nevertheless lain too long in the sun and could only attract flies. But thinking of peaches made Ned’s mind drift to Cole’s buttocks again.

“Scotch was talkin’ yesterday… I know he was drunk as a skunk, but he said he’d fuck Sarah’s rear, and that some ladies like that. Made me feel like a fool. Did you see any of that back then? Or was he just talkin’ gibberish?”

When Cole used his tongue—that same wonderful tongue that felt so good in Ned’s mouth—to press Ned’s dick to his palate, and then sucked, Ned’s skin tightened around his flesh.

“I bet they make a pretty penny. Sure beats getting pirooted ten times each night, I say,” Cole told Ned, rubbing his cheek against Ned’s shoulder with a sly smile. “If I had a cooch, I’d be in a studio day and night. Every man from California to New York City would carry a picture of my cunny in his wallet.”

The contents of Ned’s skull boiled, leaving him half-blind for a second. Was she suggesting—? “Three?” he uttered in disbelief.

Women were often foolishly drawn to dangerous men, lured by smiles that promised both thrills and delight, and for the first time in his life Ned understood why it happened.

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Time to ride the cowboys!
I’ll be the wench on the right.

“How could I forget?”

“Have you been downstairs? Security is nuts, but on the plus side, some hottie cop named Charlie rubbed his wand all over me.

I moved in deeper after each inhale, feeling where her hips dipped and the arch of her back, the muscles in her legs as she stood between mine. I wanted to shred these clothes off her and cover every spot with my tongue. That urge grew, the longer her mouth was on mine.

“You have a long road ahead of you. It’s not going to be easy; you’re going to have to push yourself like you never have. So, to be straight up with you, no, you’re not going to be the same person you were before.”

A thick layer of cloud rests atop the eastern horizon, and the sky pales, the deep orange glow of an ember breathed into life.

I pull him to me, reveling in the feel of his lush mouth as I steal the words from his lips. I run my hands over the hard planes of his shoulders, his arms—it isn’t enough. I want more of him, all of him.

“I am unmade.” I whisper to Harper the words the Augur uttered to me so long ago. “I am b-broken.”

“You are lucky enough to love someone who loves you back. He is alive and breathing and in the same vicinity as you. By the skies, do something about it. For however long you have. For whatever time you get. Because if you don’t, I swear that you’ll regret it. You’ll regret it for all your years.”

Perhaps death will find me too, down here in the dark veins of a city that I should have saved.
But no. I cannot die. Too much is at stake.

“You need a pet, Elias,” I say, “if you are turning to rocks for company.”

“It’ll be Fari Harbor,” I say. “Where we disembarked when we first got here. But we have to get through half the city first. And if the streets are crawling with soldiers—”
The Shrike offers a grim smile. “Streets are for amateurs, Laia of Serra. We’ll take the rooftops.”