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Lily knows she shouldn’t crave her best friend’s father Connor but she can’t stop. As an Omega dangerously drawn to the Alpha who tempts every sinful thought, she boards a luxury yacht knowing one thing: desire this strong won’t stay hidden. When they finally come face to face, will she survive the heat between them?
**Lily** Okay, listen to me. I know I sound crazy, but I swear I’ve officially lost every ounce of self-control I ever had. Like completely, tragically, erotically gone. If there’s a special kind of werewolf hell for girls who moan their best friend’s dad’s name while fingering themselves in hotel beds, then I’m already seated…
“Good,” she said. “Let’s make some sins we’ll never forget.” She hung up. And I just stood there, staring at myself in the mirror again, shaking from the inside out.. This was it. The beginning of everything. The summer that would destroy me in the best possible way. Okay wait before I open this door,…
Bella was talking so fast I can barely keep up. Something about drinks and the hot tub schedule and the couple who already hooked up in the downstairs cabin even though we literally just boarded. I nod. I smile. I say “Oh my God” and “That’s wild” and try to pretend like I’m not still…
**Lily** I don’t even remember how I made it up the stairs. Like, I know my legs moved, because I’m physically standing here on the upper deck with Bella, and the sun is shining, and the wind is doing that sexy little ocean whip thing to her hair – but my brain? Still stuck back…
The one that separates my little twin suite from his king-sized, Alpha-scented den of temptation. And I just stand there. Staring at it. Like a crazy person. Like a virgin praying to the God of First Orgasms. I walk toward it slowly, my heart pounding in my chest, my fingers twitching with need. I raise…
I wanted to grab it. I wanted to yank that dress up over her hips, slap my palm across both cheeks until she yelped, then spread them apart and bury my c**k between them. I could already see it. Her on all fours. Whimpering into the mattress. My c**k sliding between her ass cheeks as…
She had walked over to the railing now, her back to me, bent slightly forward as she looked over the water. The curve of her ass pushed back, making that white dress ride up even higher on her thighs. One breeze – one strong gust – and I’d see everything. I’d see if she had…
“Sir?” a female voice called gently through the wood. “Your room on the deck is ready.” Fuck It was the stewardess. I coughed once, rough and low, trying to clear my throat of the filth that was practically choking me. “I’ll be there in a few minutes,” I said, my voice deeper than it should’ve…
The orgasm rips through me with so much force that I scream. Actually scream. Breathed into the pillow and screamed. “DADDY-OH f**k-YES-YES, PLEASE-OH GOD, I’M COMING-“ My legs snap shut around my hand as my body convulses. I cry into the pillow. My fingers curl. My cunt clenches so tight it aches. My toes point.…
My thighs were still sticky. My clit was still pulsing like it knew he was close. And the moment his fingers tightened ever so slightly, I swear to the Moon Goddess, my pussy clenched like il recognized its owner He smelled even stronger up close. Rich, Dark and Masculine. That same heavy, dominant but now…