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Kavy Carter never believed in monsters—until the night one bit her.

One moment, she was walking home alone, thinking about her long shift at the diner. The next, she was on the ground, blood dripping from a bite that shouldn’t be possible. The attacker was too fast, too strong, too inhuman—and then he was gone, leaving her with a wound that burned hotter than fire.

Now, everything is changing.

Her senses are sharper. Her body feels different. And the dreams won’t stop haunting her.

Somewhere in the shadows, Dante Moretti watches, cursing himself for the mistake that could ruin them both.

He never meant to bite her.
He never meant to claim her.

But now, Kavy is bound to him in ways she doesn’t yet understand—and her transformation is only beginning.

She was supposed to be human.
She was never meant to be part of his world.

But the bite sealed her fate.

And now, something far more dangerous than Dante is hunting her.

Kavy doesn’t know what she’s becoming—or why the darkness seems drawn to her. But she won’t go down without a fight. And when the truth comes out, she and Dante will face a choice that could destroy them both.

Because the real danger isn’t the bond between them.
It’s what happens if she fully embraces it.

Sexy Demon is a dark, seductive werewolf romance filled with danger, supernatural mystery, and a bond that cannot be broken.

Sexy Demon

Not because of the weight of his body over mine, not because his hands held me in place like I was a captive to his every whim—no.

It was because of the dangerous pull he had on me. The way his very presence wrapped around me, suffocating every ounce of resistance I had left.

In the impossible power he wielded over me.

"You still think you can fight this?" Dante's voice was a low, mocking hum against my ear.

I could feel the steady beat of his pulse beneath my fingertips.

Could feel the tension in his muscles, the raw hunger that I had unwittingly ignited.

He was waiting for me to give in, and damn him, I could already feel myself slipping.

I clenched my jaw, forcing my gaze to his. Fighting it.

"I'll never let you win," I hissed, my words sharp despite the flicker of doubt creeping through me.

"We both know you're lying to yourself." His hands trailed down my sides, light but possessive.

I shivered, fighting the urge to shudder beneath his touch.

He was in control of every moment. Every breath. Every heartbeat.

But deep down, I couldn't deny that I was just as drawn to him as he was to me.

His fingers brushed the curve of my waist, leaving a trail of heat in their wake. I wanted to slap his hand away.

Dante lowered his lips to my neck, his breath warm and utterly consuming.

"You don't have to fight anymore," he whispered. His voice was velvet, his words a trap. "You can give in. Let me take control, Kavy. Let me show you what it means to be mine."

I closed my eyes, my body screaming for release, for something.

But every fiber of my being was aching.

"Please," I whispered, the word slipping out before I could stop it.

His lips hovered over my skin, teasing.

"What do you want, Kavy?" His voice was a low growl, rough with desire.

I shook my head, eyes flicking to his, searching.

But somewhere deep inside, I knew I was already too far gone.

Dante tilted my head back, forcing me to meet his gaze. There was no escape.

His lips crashed onto mine, deep and demanding. I gasped into the kiss, the fire of his passion igniting something in me I couldn't control.

I kissed him back, unable to resist the pull, unable to deny the need that surged between us.

Chapter 27: The Edge of Surrender