LOGINNORA His eyelashes flutter, a tiny crease forming between his brows."...Mm...""Mars," I whisper, gently squeezing his hand. "Wake up, darling."His breathing quickens a little. Slowly, his eyes open. They're hazy from the medication. It takes him several long seconds to find me."...You stayed." His voice comes out low and slurry, thick with drugs.I smile, my heart squeezing. "I told you I would."The corners of his mouth lift in a slow, drowsy curve that is infinitely adorable. "I remember..." He blinks sluggishly. "...What time is it?""Just a little past seven."He frowns, the expression delayed. "I slept... that long?""The medicine finally kicked in." I stroke his hair back from his forehead. "You needed it."His eyes drift closed for a moment as he leans into my touch. When they open again, they're a little clearer, but still soft and unfocused. Then he catches my expression, and his sleepy smile fades."...What's wrong?"Nothing escapes him, even now.I try to smile.
NORA I stand frozen by the hospital bed, watching Marcellus fight a battle he's clearly losing. His face is twisted in pain, his jaw clenched so tightly, I can see the muscles jumping. Sweat beads on his forehead and slides down his temples. Every breath comes out ragged, like he's forcing every exhale out. His fingers dig into the thin hospital blanket, his knuckles bone-white.He looks like he's about to pass out from the agony.And yet he still shakes his head when the nurse offers the syringe."No," he rasps, his voice hoarse. "No meds."The doctor exchanges a worried glance with me. "Mr. Gregory, the pain is only going to get worse. We need to manage it before—""I said no."I bite the inside of my cheek hard. This idiot.I remember how he was just a few hours ago, buried deep inside me. How he'd been so strong, so in control, even while he was wrecking me. And now here he is, barely able to breathe from the pain, still refusing help like he has something to prove.How th
MARCELLUS Sweat slides down my temples, my stomach churning with unease. I don’t have the slightest clue about what really happened and that terrifies me.“I don’t know,” I croak, my chest heaving.The doctor studies me for a long second before speaking. "We'll come back to that."He closes my chart and glances towards the nurse by the door. "I'd like a full trauma work-up."Nora frowns. "I thought it was just his ankle.""So did I." The doctor's expression turns serious. "But several things don't fit."He gestures towards me. "The fever. The degree of swelling. The way he's guarding his left side whenever he moves. And the mechanism of injury."I blink. "...Guarding?""You've been unconsciously protecting your ribs since you arrived."Had I? I hadn't even noticed. The nurse wheels another portable machine into the room."We're going to check you from head to toe," the doctor explains. "After a fall from a height, ankle injuries rarely happen in isolation."An hour later... I
MARCELLUS I'm still buried deep inside Nora, her body trembling beneath me, when the screen of my phone lights up with an unknown number.I don't want to answer. I want to stay right here, lost in her, pretending the rest of the world doesn't exist. But I know better.I pull out slowly, kissing her cheek as she whimpers. Then I reach for the phone. The second I answer, the voice on the other end sends ice crawling down my spine."Lesson three, Marcellus. You remember what happens when you forget the lessons, don't you?"My grip on the phone tightens until my knuckles ache. Nora is watching me, her brows furrowed in concern. I try to keep my face neutral, but my pulse is roaring in my ears.The voice continues, soft and poisonous."Someone else always suffers. That's how it works. You know this. You learned it the hard way... over and over again."A cold sweat breaks out along my spine. My mind flashes with fragmented images I've spent years trying to bury—dark rooms, the sound o
NORA “Let me worry about that,” I whisper, kissing along his throat and sliding my hands under his shirt to run them over his chest, grazing his nipples. He closes his eyes with a sexy smile on his face.“Ride me,” he utters in a sultry voice, his large hands gripping my hips hard. “Show me how badly you want me.”I don’t hesitate. I reach down between us, move my panties to the side, and sink down onto his thick length.The air punches out of my lungs, my back bowing from the shock of the sudden penetration.I have to pause for a second, breathing through the intense fullness, before I start moving.I roll my hips slowly at first, grinding down on him, taking him deeper with every circle. The wet sounds of my pussy sliding up and down his cock fill the room.“Damn, Nora,” he groans, his head falling back against the couch. His hands squeeze my ass, guiding me. “Just like that. Ride me harder.”I brace my hands on his shoulders and start bouncing on his cock faster. My tits bou
NORA He sucks harder on my nipple while his fingers fuck me, deep and steady."You're going to come on my fingers, aren't you?" he growls against my breast. "Come for me, Nora. Let me feel this tight little pussy squeeze around me."I'm vibrating, my hips rocking desperately against his hand. He adds a third finger, stretching me, and I cry out, my nails digging into his shoulders."That's it," he whispers, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing perfect circles. "Come on, love. Go crazy.”The orgasm detonates in my spine.I moan his name, my whole body quivering as I cum hard around his fingers.He doesn't stop, fucking me through it with those wicked fingers.When I finally come down, he pulls his fingers out slowly and brings them to his mouth, sucking them clean with a low moan."Tell me what you want next, little wolf."I stare at him, my heart racing. He’s still swelling under me. It makes me strangely… thirsty for more.“I dare you to let me suck your dick,” I whisper, a
NORA I stare at him, my pulse roaring in my ears. I feel sick to my stomach. But I curl my fists, refusing to show it. "Start from the beginning. Tell me everything," I spit, my voice unsteady. "We're married, Nora," he says flatly. "That's all you need to know." A wild laugh bubbles out of
NORA My skull is hosting a full-on rave with bass, strobe lights, and the works. I groan and crack one eye open, only to get assaulted by aggressive sunlight and the mother of all hangovers. This is not the Evermont ballroom. This is... a hotel suite? Oh God. Where the hell am I? Ugh, my
NORA His scent hits me first. How is that possible? It's been three years. Yet, I still recognize it.Woodsy scent, mixed with that perfect amber. A scent so expensive and masculine that I spent entirely too much time pretending I didn't notice back then.My heart starts racing as he takes
EVERMONT UNIVERSITY GRAND HALL 30TH OF JUNE, 2025 08:25 PM. NORA “Tell me you didn’t,” I say to my boyfriend, trembling from the shock of what I just discovered.His brows pull together. “What are you talking about?”“The Taste of Tomorrow deal.”He just stares at me in silence, and su







