All Chapters of THE ART OF SINS: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

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My Stalker’s Toy(3)

Chapter 3 I stood outside his apartment door wearing the shortest dress I owned. It was black, skin-tight, and barely covered my ass. No bra. No panties. The plug was still inside me from the night before, making every step feel filthy and full. My heart pounded as I knocked once. The door opened immediately. He stood there in dark pants and a black shirt. His eyes dragged over me slowly, taking in the way the dress clung to my body and how hard my nipples were against the thin fabric. “Come in.” I stepped inside. He locked the door behind me and turned me around so my back was against it. “Lift the dress. Show me.” I pulled the hem up to my waist. He looked at my bare pussy and the base of the plug between my cheeks. His hand slid between my legs and gave the plug a gentle tug. “Still in like I told you. Good girl.” He pushed two fingers into my pussy and pumped them slowly while his thumb brushed my clit. “You are already wet. Have you been thinking about this all day?”

The Alpha Who Craved My Heat

The Alpha Who Craved My Heat I had spent years hiding what I was. My name is Talia. Twenty-six years old, curvy in a pack that praised sleek lines and sharp angles. Thick thighs that brushed when I walked, full hips that made every pair of jeans look obscene, a soft belly I had learned to cradle in private, and breasts that swayed heavy with every breath. I was an omega, but I had never felt like one the pack would fight over. Suppressants kept my heats at bay. I worked quietly in the archive cabin at the edge of the compound, sorting old pack records while the other she-wolves ran under the moon and alphas chose mates who looked nothing like me. Until the full moon gathering changed everything. The pack had gathered in the deep woods beyond the city lights for the annual run. Bonfires crackled. Howls echoed. I stayed on the fringes as usual, a shawl wrapped around my shoulders, trying to ignore the way my skin already felt too tight. My last suppressant dose should have held for

The Pack’s Curvy Omega(1)

The Pack’s Curvy Omega Chapter 1: Found in Heat I had been running for three years. My name is Lena Hart, and I was the omega no pack wanted. Too curvy, too soft, too much. The last alpha who looked at me had laughed when my heat hit and told me my body was built for comfort, not for claiming. After that, I stopped trying. I took suppressants, kept my head down, and moved from small town to small town until I ended up in this quiet mountain community at the edge of Blackthorn Pack territory. I thought I was safe. Until the suppressants failed. The heat slammed into me while I was hiking the old trail behind my cabin, trying to clear my head. One minute I was walking through pine and damp earth. The next, fire licked through my veins, my skin felt too tight, and slick soaked through my leggings so fast I had to stop and brace myself against a tree. “Fuck,” I whispered, thighs pressing together. My breasts felt heavy, nipples tight against my thin tank top. The scent of my own ar

The Pack’s Curvy Omega(2)

: Chapter 2: Claimed Through the Night I woke to the feeling of a hot mouth between my thighs. My eyes fluttered open to the dim glow of a bedside lamp. Kael was already there, shoulders between my spread legs, tongue moving in slow, deliberate strokes through my slick folds. The heat hadn’t faded. If anything, it had deepened into a steady, throbbing ache that made every nerve ending feel raw and desperate. A low moan escaped me before I could stop it. Kael lifted his head just enough to smile against my pussy. “There she is. I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up with my tongue inside you.” Before I could answer, the bed shifted. Thorne moved in behind me, pulling my back against his broad chest. One of his big hands slid up to cup my breast while the other rested possessively on my soft belly. Riven lay on my other side, watching with those dark, unreadable eyes as Kael went back to licking me. “You’re still burning,” Thorne murmured against my ear, voice rou

The Pack’s Curvy Omega(3)

Chapter 3: Eyes of the Pack I woke to sunlight streaming through the tall windows and the heavy weight of three alphas around me. My body felt thoroughly used — thighs sticky, pussy sore and swollen, the faint ache of multiple knots still lingering deep inside. But the desperate edge of my heat had finally eased into something warmer and more manageable. For the first time in days, I could think clearly. Thorne was already awake, propped on one elbow and watching me with those storm-gray eyes. Kael was sprawled on his stomach beside me, one arm thrown across my waist. Riven slept on my other side, his face buried in my hair, one big hand resting possessively on my soft belly. “Morning,” Thorne said quietly. His voice was rough but gentle. “How do you feel?” “Sore,” I admitted. “But… better.” Kael stirred and lifted his head, giving me a lazy, satisfied smile. “Good. Because we plan on keeping you sore for a while.” Riven didn’t speak, but his hand slid slowly down my belly and

The Pack’s Curvy Omega(4)

Chapter 4: Bound as One My heat returned with a vengeance just after sunset. It hit me while I was sitting in the common area with Thorne, Kael, and Riven. One moment I was listening to them talk quietly about pack business. The next, fire flooded my veins so fast I had to grip the edge of the table. Slick flooded between my thighs instantly, soaking through the leggings they had given me. All three alphas scented it at the same time. Thorne’s eyes flashed gold. Kael’s playful smile turned sharp and hungry. Riven simply stood, scooped me into his arms without a word, and carried me out of the room while the others followed. They didn’t take me to the main bedroom this time. They took me to their private suite at the very top of the pack house — a large open space with a massive custom bed, thick rugs, and floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the dark mountains. The door had barely closed behind us before they were stripping me. My sweater hit the floor. My leggings followe

Bound by Their Contract(1)

Bound by Their Contract Chapter 1: The Terms I stood outside the heavy oak doors on the top floor of the Kane Tower and tried to stop my hands from shaking. My name is Selene Hart. Twenty-six years old. Curvy in all the ways that used to make me self-conscious during job interviews and first dates. Full hips, thick thighs, a soft belly I had learned to hide under loose clothes, and breasts that strained against almost every bra I owned. Tonight I wasn’t hiding them. The black dress I had chosen hugged every curve like a second skin. I needed this meeting to go well. Desperately. Medical bills for my mother’s treatment had buried me. Two jobs hadn’t been enough. When the discreet offer arrived in my email two weeks ago — one year, complete financial freedom, no questions asked — I had almost deleted it. Almost. Now I was here. The doors opened before I could knock. A tall man in a black suit stood there. He didn’t smile. His eyes moved over me slowly, from my face down to my hee

Bound by Their Contract(2)

Chapter 2: The First Night The drive to the penthouse was quiet. I sat in the back of the black SUV between Lucian and Ronan. My dress was back on, but I could still feel their cum drying on my skin beneath the fabric. Damian drove. Every few minutes, Lucian’s hand would slide under my dress and rest on my bare thigh, fingers tracing lazy circles. Ronan stayed mostly still, but his arm stayed heavy across the back of the seat behind me, a constant reminder of his presence. No one spoke much. They didn’t need to. The air was thick with what had just happened in that office and what was still to come. When we arrived, the penthouse took my breath away. It was on the top two floors of a private building with views of the entire city. Dark marble, black leather, glass, and steel. Everything was expensive and masculine. There were no soft colors anywhere. It felt like walking into the den of three predators who had finally caught their prey. Damian led me inside while the others fol

Bound by Their Contract(1)

Chapter 3: Daylight Rules I woke up sore and marked. Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the master bedroom. I was tangled between warm bodies — Damian’s arm heavy across my waist, Lucian’s leg thrown over mine, and Ronan’s hand resting on my hip even in sleep. The sheets smelled like sex and expensive cologne. My thighs were sticky. My breasts and neck still carried faint marks from their mouths and hands. For a moment, I just lay there, listening to their steady breathing and trying to process that this was now my life. The contract. The penthouse. The three of them. Damian stirred first. His hand slid up to cup one of my breasts, thumb brushing lazily over my nipple until it tightened. He didn’t say good morning. He simply rolled me onto my back and moved between my thighs like it was the most natural thing in the world. He pushed inside me while I was still half-asleep. The stretch made me gasp. He fucked me slow and deep, one hand braced beside my head,

Bound by Their Contract

Bound by Their Contract Chapter 4: On Display I woke up the next morning to the feeling of hands on my body and the low murmur of voices. Damian was already dressed in a dark suit, standing at the foot of the bed while Lucian and Ronan touched me. Lucian’s fingers were between my legs, moving slowly, while Ronan’s mouth was on my breast. They weren’t trying to make me come. They were just keeping me on edge. Damian watched with cool eyes. “Tonight we’re having a guest,” he said. “Victor Hale. He’s a business associate. He knows about our arrangement. You’re going to be on display for him.” My stomach tightened. “On display?” Lucian smiled against my nipple. “Naked. Available. We want him to see exactly what belongs to us.” Ronan lifted his head and looked at me. “You can say no. But if you agree, you don’t get to hide. Not your body. Not your reactions.” I swallowed hard. Part of me wanted to refuse. The other part — the part that had already come to crave the way they looked

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