All Chapters of WET DESIRES WITH MY KINGS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

​Chapter 12 *MIRA* ​I walked into the office, shut the door, and leaned against it with a heavy exhale. Whatever Rurik was talking about, I swore I’d never embark on such a dangerous journey, even if a part of me wanted to help. ​I came here to save my sister, and that had to be my focus. Everything else wasn't my concern. Maybe when I was done helping her, my father would finally let me go back to school to achieve my dreams. Just maybe. Right now, I had to fight and overcome every temptation and distractions so I could go back to chasing my career. ​I walked deeper into the office, pulled out the leather swivel chair from under the desk, and sank into it with a shaky breath. Everything was already set up here. My desk was neat and tidy, and my laptop sat in the middle, flanked by a multi-line office phone, a stack of leather-bound ledgers, and a well aligned row of pens and planners. I clicked the power button on the laptop, ready to begin the day, but as the screen flic

chapter Fourteen ​Slowly, he pulled away, his eyes searching mine as he breathed heavily. My hands left my sides and crawled from his waist up to the back of his neck. ​“Go on, Vee. Fuck me. I want you inside of me, please,” I begged, sounding helpless. ​Vlad crashed his mouth onto mine again. It was as if my words gave him the final permission to do whatever he wanted. ​This time, it wasn't just a kiss. He was sucking and biting my lip until it hurt, but the pain was instantly replaced by pleasure. I kissed back hungrily, our teeth clashing as we savored each other, licking and drawing from one another like we needed it to live. ​Vlad pulled away again, licking the saliva from the corner of my mouth as if it were honey. I pulled him close and returned the gesture, making sure I left nothing behind. ​“Mira, you taste like honey,” he groaned, yanked my shirt off, and tossed it aside, baring my swollen breasts and hardened nipples to his gaze. ​He squeezed my right breas

​Chapter sixteen The air left the room. Vlad’s gaze snapped up to mine, his expression a lethal mix of shock and hunger. ​“Oh, my world... baby, you want all that?” he breathed. But ​before I could respond, his fingers became a blur, digging into me harder and faster, pushing me closer to the edge. His left hand slid from my nipples down to my clit, flicking the bud as his right fingers fucked me until the pressure in my lower abdomen became unbearable. ​I reached down, my hand covering his, urging him to go deeper, faster, harder. I hit the peak with a deafening shriek. My entire body gave in, trembling and breaking, releasing warm fluid that splashed over his hand and face. ​“Vee… oh my God… please, slow… slow down,” I cried out, my chest heaving, pleasure ripping through me so intensely I thought I might fall apart completely. ​“Relax, Mira,” he laughed softly as he held me, positioning me perfectly in the middle of the table. He licked my release from around his lips, swa

Chapter Eighteen I turned to go back upstairs, convincing myself I must have heard wrong or that I was just imagining things since I had only woken up a few minutes ago. But the moment my foot touched the first step, I heard it again. At first, I thought it was the wind outside the house. I held my breath and walked back into the middle of the living room, scanning every corner. I went to the window to check if the sound was truly coming from outside, but as I listened, it became clear it wasn’t the wind. It was something heavier, deliberate, and closer than before. A guttural growl rolled from the hallway leading to my office. Deep, vibrating, inhuman, and it carried the echo of both an animal and a human warning me to run, but I could not move. My heart slammed against my ribs so violently it burned. I tried to move toward the hallway, but my legs refused to obey. My fingers clenched at the sides of my oversized nightgown, nails digging through the fabric into my skin, as

Chapter Twenty He gave a dry, humorless chuckle. “Mira, why would a human being like me have fur? Does that make sense to you?” Human being. The way he said it made something cold slide down my spine. “Fine,” I whispered, refusing to let him see how shaken I was. “I’ll go back to my room.” I turned, but before I could take more than a step, his hand shot out and gripped my wrist. He pulled me back against him, close enough that I could feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of my nightgown. My breath hitched as I found myself face-to-face with the dark mask he always wore, his presence overwhelming and far too solid. “Let me go,” I demanded, struggling against his hold, yet my pulse betrayed me by racing even faster at his touch. And that shameless part of the body lit up immediately. His grip tightened slightly, not enough to hurt, but enough to remind me how easily he could overpower me. Fear churned inside me, tangled with that traitorous hunger I hated mys