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Chapter Twelve
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Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Thirteen
Nina's PovBefore I knew it, I was back at work, and Kane didn’t bother hiding how pissed he was about it.At first, he outright refused to let me leave, insisting I needed more rest. He said I didn't need to work and if I wanted anything—anything at all—he could afford it, no matter the cost. I told him I was fine, strong enough to work, but he wouldn’t listen. He was incredibly adamant and relentless in a way that made it nearly impossible to argue.It took an eternity to leave. An eternity and a bribe—countless kisses and a quick, heated session that left me breathless and shaky. Even then, I had to be smart about it.Afterward, I took a shower to wash off the strong scent of sex, changed into casual clothes, and made my way to the window—one low enough to the ground that I could climb out without breaking my neck. At least, that was what I thought.I was already halfway out, one leg over the ledge, when his growl stopped me cold.“Don’t jump! That ground is way too far for you! Yo
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Nina’s POVI slipped into the apartment like I was committing a crime. Shoes in one hand, purse clutched tightly in the other, I eased the door shut behind me with a soft click. My heart was thudding so hard, it filled the silence like a drumbeat.You disobeyed me.His voice from this morning echoed in my head—deep, dark, soaked in promise and threat.“And I’m going to punish you for it.”I didn’t know if he’d been teasing. With Kane, it was impossible to tell. But my body hadn’t stopped reacting since. Every time I remembered the way his gaze had lingered on me, the smirk that tugged at the corner of his mouth... I felt that bloom of heat low in my belly, a pulse between my thighs that refused to go away.I tiptoed down the hall, barefoot, quiet. I didn’t want to wake him if he was asleep.But part of me wanted to.I turned into the living room—and froze.He was already there. Waiting.Leaning against the wall like sin in human form. Shirt unbuttoned. Sleeves rolled up. Arms crossed.
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Nina's povHis mouth found the curve of my neck, hot breath feathering against my skin, his teeth grazing me with a possessiveness that made my knees weak.“You hear me?” he asked, voice a bit rough around the edges. “You’re moving in with me. You’ll leave this place. And I’ll fucking marry you.”My heart stuttered—then soared.For a moment, the room spun—not from the heat between us, but from the way his words cracked something wide open inside me. Joy—sharp and wild and disbelieving—burst in my chest. He wanted me. He wanted this. Not just for now, not just for pleasure, but for real.My breath caught, and I turned my face slightly, trying to meet his eyes, even as emotion thickened my voice.“What about your job?” I whispered, still scared to hope.He pressed closer, his lips brushing my ear as he spoke like it was already done.“I already quit.”I gasped, “You quit?? Since when?”“Since yesterday, when Kendrick came knocking at your door. I told him to tell the boss that I quit. I
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Nina’s POVThe clean air, soft beeps, and echoing footsteps made everything feel frozen—like time was standing still here. We stopped outside a room labeled 208. Kane paused, his fingers tightening gently around mine.“She’s been asking about you,” he said, his voice low.“Really?” I whispered.He nodded, a small smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. “She’s a little firecracker. Don’t let the oxygen tube fool you.”I smiled back, nerves fluttering in my stomach like a thousand tiny wings. “Should I be scared?”“Terrified,” he teased, then gave the door a soft knock and pushed it open.The room was small but bright. A vase of sunflowers sat on the windowsill, catching the afternoon light, and crayon doodles—stars, bunnies, rainbows—decorated the wall above the bed. And there, in the center of it all, was Emma.She was tiny, with fluffy brown curls pulled into two puffy pigtails that stuck out on either side of her head like antennae. Her cheeks were rosy, and her eyes—wide, war
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Kane's pov~I had always considered myself a patient man. That was before Miss Pregnancy Hormones entered my life. Four months. Four goddamn months of Nina being pregnant, and I was convinced that no military training, no high-stakes business deal, and no extreme sport could have prepared me for this. I had survived shark dives, hostile takeovers, and even that one time he got stranded in the Alps for three days. But this? This was a whole new level of endurance. I had been spoiling Nina rotten—3 AM foot rubs, emergency ice cream dashes, even hand-feeding her grapes like some kind of Roman emperor’s pampered concubine (which, honestly, I loved). And I’d do it all again because she was carrying my child—our tiny human, who’d hopefully inherit my calm demeanor and not their mother’s ability to sob over a toilet paper commercial. But nobody—and I meant nobody—had warned me about the mood swings. One evening, she had laughed so hard at a cat video that she snorted her juice out of he
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Nina's pov~The soft thud of cake batter hitting the sides of the bowl echoed through the quiet apartment. I stood barefoot in the kitchen, a smear of flour dusting the front of my shirt, my swollen belly brushing against the counter. Kane hovered nearby like a shadow, his arms crossed, watching me with quiet intensity.“You’re staring again,” I said without turning, the words soft, almost teasing.“Just making sure you don’t drop,” he replied, his voice a low rumble. “You’ve been on your feet too long.”I glanced over my shoulder, one brow lifting. “I’m baking, not climbing Mount Everest.”He didn’t smile. Instead, he stepped forward and placed a large, warm palm over my bump. The weight of his hand was heavy—protective, possessive. “Doesn’t matter,” he muttered. “You’re carrying my kid. You sit when I say sit.”My eyes rolled, but I didn’t argue. Not really. Because even in his overbearing way, there was comfort. Security and care. Then—The doorbell rang.I froze, whisk suspended
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Kane's povThree more months. That’s all that stood between us and our new beginning. Nina was nearing her eighth month, glowing with that soft, maternal warmth that made my chest ache every time I looked at her. The nursery was already filled with tiny shoes, pastel onesies, and plush animals. We were both buzzing with excitement.But I had something else planned.That morning, I kissed her forehead, murmured something about “checking in on work,” and slipped out before she could ask questions. What she didn’t know was that I wasn’t heading to any usual job site.No, this one was special.The construction workers greeted me with nods and respect as I walked into the half-finished building. I ran my hand along the polished edge of the soon-to-be front counter. I could already imagine Nina standing there, welcoming guests with her soft smile. Her restaurant. Her name would be etched into the sign above the entrance. She had mentioned it once. Just once. A quiet moment during a date wh
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**NINA**Waking up felt like being buried alive.The sheets were satin, the air perfumed and still, but my chest was tight, lungs burning with panic. My hands immediately flew to my belly.Still there.Still safeMy limbs were heavy, too heavy. My thoughts lagged behind my body like they were trying to swim through mud. I sat up too fast. The room swam.And then I saw a woman.Seated in a high-backed chair at the end of the bed like a queen on her throne. Legs crossed, red lipstick perfect, a silk robe the color of blood pooling around her. Her nails were long, glossy, sharp. She didn’t blink.“Oh, good. You’re awake.”I scrambled back, one hand on my belly, the other gripping the sheets like I could somehow tear my way out.“Where am I?” My throat was dry. My words cracked.“Safe,” she said, smiling like a shark. “For now.”I scanned the room. No doors. No windows. Just a heavy curtain draped across one wall. Mirrors framed in gold. A tray of untouched food—fruit, cheese, something
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Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Four of Grade Me Harder (GMH)
The door slammed behind me, cutting off the noise of the outside world. I was home. I kicked off my shoes at the door, the click of them landing too loud in the silence. My father’s voice carried from the dining room, warm and inviting, as always.“Ava? Is that you?”I didn’t answer. I straightened my shoulders, took a breath, and walked to the dining room.The table was set, as always. The china gleamed, silverware polished. Everything was perfect. My father, in his crisp white shirt and black trousers, sat at the head, his hands folded in front of him. My mother was already seated, her gaze lifting from her phone as I entered, her smile warm.“Ava, how was your day?” my father asked, his voice as smooth and comforting as ever. The man was a saint in the eyes of the world, a respected figure. He had no idea what had just happened to me. What I'd done. “Fine,” I said, my voice too tight. “Quiet.”“Good,” he replied. “Good. I spoke with Director Johnson earlier. He said you’re doing w
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Three of Grade Me Harder (GMH)
I was still trembling when I came. My thighs quivered, clenching helplessly around Professor Damon’s cock as he emptied inside me, thick and hot. He groaned low in his chest, driving into me one last time, deep, possessive, marking me in every filthy, irreversible way.We stayed there for a moment—my back arched against the desk, his body covering mine, our sweat-slicked skin glued together, breathing ragged. The room was thick with the scent of sex, heat curling in the air even with the hum of the AC.But then—Knock.I jolted. My eyes flew open.Knock. Knock.And then a voice.“Professor Wolfe? Are you in there?”My heart plummeted into my stomach.That voice. That calm, familiar, warm voice.My father.Not just any man. Principal Clarke. Head of the school. Head of my home. And a highly respected pastor of our city's most powerful Catholic church.If he walked in and saw what had just happened-his daughter dripping with sex, the air heavy with sin, my professor still semi-hard from
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Two of Grade Me Harder (GMH)
“Think I didn’t notice?” he muttered, voice harsh and low. “Every time you crossed your arms under these tits in class. Every time you leaned forward while pretending to take notes. You’ve been asking for this.”I didn’t deny it. Couldn’t.My nipples tightened under his gaze, skin flushed with red palm print and hunger.“Beautiful,” he muttered, almost to himself.I pushed my tits together, and he thrust between them with a low groan. His cock slid through the soft swell of my cleavage, slick and hard, the head brushing against my chin each time he rocked forward.He gripped my shoulders and kept thrusting between my breasts, breathing heavy, hips snapping harder as his self-control frayed. The sound of skin on skin, our mingled breath, the wet slide of him through my cleavage—it was pure heat.“Open your mouth,” he growled.I did.The next thrust had the head of his cock brushing against my tongue, and I moaned at the taste of him—raw, masculine, overpowering. I flicked my tongue ove
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter One of Grade Me Harder (GMH)
Ava Clarke Doesn’t Give a DamnI walked into Professor Wolfe’s lecture like it was a goddamn catwalk—twenty minutes late, heels loud, dress short enough to start a fight. No apology. No eye contact. I just chewed gum and peeled off my sunglasses like I hadn’t just shattered his precious punctuality policy.The room went dead silent.Wolfe didn’t speak. Didn’t move. Just paused mid-sentence, chalk in hand, like someone had slapped the universe sideways.I chose the front row. Of course, I did.I slid into the seat slowly, thighs sticking to the wood, and let my skirt ride up even higher. Then I stretched. Arms over my head, back arched, skirt flipping just enough to flash the lace of my panties to the whole damn room.A few guys coughed. One dropped his pen.Wolfe turned around.And fuck me, he looked pissed.His sleeves were rolled to the elbows, tie loosened like it had tried to restrain him and failed. His jaw ticked once—just once—before he set the chalk down with a calmness so pre
Wild Fetish Desires Epilogue and Grade Me Harder Book Intro
NINA10:46PMI hummed softly as I padded toward our room with a mug of chamomile tea in hand, relishing the quiet for just a moment. The hallway was quiet and still, the kind of calm that only existed when Ezra was asleep and Kane hadn’t come up yet. I turned the corner—And stopped dead.There, halfway down the hallway near the guest room, Kendrick had Laila pinned gently against the wall, his lips on hers. Her hands were buried in his shirt, her body arching into his like this wasn’t the first time.I didn’t move. Couldn’t.What the hell?They didn’t see me at first. His head tilted slightly, deepening the kiss. Her fingers slipped into his hair like she knew every inch of him.Laila. My best friend.Kendrick. Kane's now closest friend.My throat tightened. Not from anger—but from the sheer weight of what the hell is going on and why didn’t I know?Then Laila opened her eyes.She froze, eyes locking with mine in pure panic.Kendrick turned, following her gaze, and when he saw me, h
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Twenty Five
NINAThe drive was calm and peaceful. Kane's hand rested over mine as we watched the city pass by, with golden sunlight stretching across the skyline. Ezra slept in his carrier behind us, and his soft, rhythmic breathing was the only sound we heard. “Kane,” I said for the third time, glancing sideways. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going?” His lips curved slightly. That smug look that always made my heart flutter. “You’ll see. We’re almost there.” I narrowed my eyes at him but let it go. The last few weeks had been a haze of diapers, midnight feedings, and deep, aching love for the tiny soul we brought into the world. I hadn’t had much time—or energy—to think about surprises. But when we turned down a quiet street I didn’t recognize, something shifted in the air. He slowed the car in front of a large gated property. The iron gates opened automatically as we approached, revealing a long stone-paved driveway flanked by blooming white rose bushes and tall, swaying cypre
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Twenty Four
Epilogue 2: NINA Two Weeks Later The nursery was quiet, except for the soft creak of the rocking chair and the faint, rhythmic breaths of the baby sleeping in my arms. My son. Our son. He was bundled in a gray blanket, his little fists curled tight near his face, his mouth puckered in that serious expression he wore even while sleeping—just like his father. I brushed my thumb over his cheek, still marveling at the fact that he was real. That I was still here. I almost thought that this was all a dream and that I'd wake up to find myself back in that rundown apartment, alone once again. His name was Ezra. Kane picked it. Said it meant “helper,” but when I’d looked it up and found out it also meant “protector,” I knew. Knew it was perfect. Because Ezra was both of us. The fire and the fight. The light after the dark. The door creaked open behind me, and I didn’t have to look to know it was Kane. His footsteps were always heavier—but quieter now, like he’d learned how t
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Twenty Three
Epilogue 1: KANENine Months PregnantThe house was too quiet.Nina was curled on the couch, a thick knit blanket draped over her swollen belly. She had one hand resting there, thumb absently tracing little circles over the fabric of her shirt, while her other hand clutched a steaming mug of tea. Chamomile. Her favorite.I stood in the doorway, watching her.Nine months.Nine months since I carried her out of hell. Since I held her trembling body and promised I’d never let anyone hurt her again. And I hadn’t. Not once.She shifted, eyes catching mine. That soft, tired smile she gave me still hit like a punch to the chest.“Hey,” she said, voice rough with sleep and something warmer. “You’re staring.”“I do that sometimes,” I murmured, walking over. “Can’t help it.”She raised an eyebrow. “Because I’m huge?”“Because you’re mine,” I corrected, kneeling beside the couch. My hand slid beneath hers on her belly, and I felt the faintest kick against my palm.Our Son.“He's getting strong,”
Wild Fetish Desires Chapter Twenty Two
**KANE** Miss Carie stood silhouetted against the storm-lashed sky, her black coat billowing like the wings of some great carrion bird. The guards flanking her were no ordinary mercenaries—they were hers, cold-eyed and still as statues, rifles locked onto our center mass. No twitch. No wasted movement. Professionals. And behind her— Nina.Tied to that damned chair, her bare feet dangling over the abyss. The rope around her wrists had bitten into her skin, leaving angry red marks. Her dress—the same soft blue one she’d worn the morning they took her—fluttered in the gale, the fabric snapping like a flag in the wind. But it was her eyes that cut deepest. The way they found mine, not with fear, but with a quiet, furious promise. I’m still here—alive. And that was all I needed. Miss Carie followed my gaze and smiled. “You always did have a type,” she mused, stepping closer to Nina. Her gloved hand trailed along Nina’s shoulder, possessive. “Soft. Sweet. Breakable. Do as I say, kneel
