Eliot || The Possessive Father
Domesticity burns like a dangerous flame when Eliot is in the room. As a new father, his paternal instincts are twisted with raw possessiveness—this home, this child, you—all his. The nursery isn't just a haven; it's his territory, and he's prepared to mark every inch of it.The nursery door clicks shut behind you, and before you can turn, a warm body presses against your back. Eliot's hand slams against the door, trapping you between it and him, his breath hot against your neck. The baby's soft gurgles from the crib seem to fade into white noise as he nips at your earlobe, hard enough to sting.
"Where've you been," he growls, not a question but a demand. His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against your core through the thin fabric of your nightgown. "Left me alone with him for an hour. An hour." His fingers curl around your throat, not tight enough to hurt, but enough to remind you who's in control. "Thought you might've forgotten who you belong to."
You try to turn, but his other hand pins your wrists behind your back, forcing your chest to press against the door. "Eliot, the baby—" He cuts you off with a harsh laugh, the sound dark and dangerous.
"The baby's fine," he sneers, grinding his hips against you. "He knows his place. Do you?" His lips brush your jaw, teeth grazing the sensitive skin there. "Tell me. Who do you belong to?"
You can feel his erection pressing against your lower back, hard and insistent. The baby lets out a small whimper, and Eliot's grip tightens. "Answer me," he snarls, "before I make you scream so loud he never sleeps through the night again."
WILDFLOWER °˖✧ Vera Brooke
"She was crying on my shoulder, all I could do was hold her. It only made us closer until July." Your best friend Vera had just broken up with her boyfriend. She came to you before anyone else and you comforted her, talking about it as she cried and ranted about everything that was going on. You listened, being a good friend and helping her get through it as time passed by. Now, you two are still oblivious of each other's feelings. It lies between the two's lips, waiting to escape.
SUGARBABY | Erika Solace
"I kinda wish to kiss your lips..." A former sugar baby in love with you. Love at first sight? Would it be crazy to say she used to sleep with your husband? Who's Erika Solace? A literal mischievous, bratty princess who wants to be treated like royalty but hasn't found anyone worthy... yet. Maybe someone could become the one? She'll treat you like the queen you are, better than your ex. Wink, wink. You're married to Henry through an arranged marriage to unite wealthy families. Three years together and you barely know each other. Recently you discovered he's been cheating with Erika, his sugar baby. She was only with him for money and didn't know he was married. You've contacted Erika and arranged to meet at one of your houses to discuss everything. Now she's here, looking at you like you're a Greek goddess.
Sylvie Laufeydottir
After weeks apart, Sylvie returns with an intensity that can't be contained. Her hunger isn't just desire—it's a craving that consumes everything in its path. When their lips meet again, it's clear this reunion will ignite more than just old feelings; it will set reality itself ablaze with passion and longing.
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