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Prologue posted - May 30, 2020

Hi, Bees! Welcome to the third and final installment in the Bound To You series. I can't believe we've made it here, six years later.  

I'm so excited to start posting this story for you all. At first, I didn't want to write anything for Teagan and Oliver but once I started, I couldn't stop. This might just be the story I'm most proud of by the end. If you're one of my instagram fam, leave me a BEE emoji. I'm doing this one for y'all <3 I took into considering your suggestions, and I hope this is a fan favorite. 

If you're reading, be kind and leave me a vote and comment your thoughts! It really helps me out and I love reading reactions! 

Lastly, this novel will be a Canadian new adult romance, with a bit of mystery, suspense, darkness, a kinky hero (because that's what you wanted) and a headstrong heroine.

I love you to the moon and back. I have, for the last seven and a half years. 

Happy reading, my loves.

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P R O L O G U E 

Oliver

She haunted me even in my dreams.

Even in slumber, I couldn't escape her, and my traitorous mind played old memories vividly... Memories that should best be forgotten forever.

Nearly five years ago...

Her brown hair flipped to the side as she cocked her head and straddled me, her thighs wrapping around my waist like vines. I was helpless to her pull, to her power. So much that I found myself running my palm over her thigh, exposed through the high slit of her dress. "Teagan."

Eyes glazed and mouth curved into a jezebel smile, she released a seductive whisper against my ear. Shivers broke through my body, but it had nothing to do with the cold air whipping past us in the terrace. It had everything thing to do with her, my wicked temptress.

My arms banded around her slim waist, pulling her close until there was no distance between us. Until I could only see and breathe her. "Darling."

Her fingers scorched the lapels of my tux impatiently, desperate to get to my chest so she could feel my strength. Then she rubbed against me, rocked her hips over the bulge in my slacks in a rhythm meant to ruin me. Destroy me for any other woman. She didn't know what she was doing, but I did.

And damn me, because I was moving with her, holding tight to those luscious curves as she jerked over my cock. I threw my head back, groaning. It's too much. It's not enough. I want in between those thighs – I need it so bad.

"Baby," I murmured into her neck, biting her pulse, and begging her to never stop. "You're killing me. Let me touch you. Let me have you, darling."

I've longed for you. I've yearned for you.

Her fingers dug into my scalp, as she slanted my head and peppered gentle kisses over my jaw, whispering how needy she was. How wet she was. Our venetian masks collided as she pressed her forehead to mine and I lurched forward, desperate for a taste of her lips.

She kissed me and it meant everything. I was a fucking goner.

The rest of the masquerade ball was dead to me. Nothing mattered but her in this moment.

My chest felt like it was collapsing and being filled at the same time, and I couldn't contain the flood of emotions any longer.

I painted those three words of love brokenly against her fevered skin with my lips, then latched onto her collarbone and let them ricochet inside of her. I wanted those words to remain inside of her until they built a house – a space just for me to live in forever.

This meant everything to me. She meant everything.

We created war as we made out. My hands wrapped around the nape of her neck, squeezing. She bit my bottom lip, as I plunged my tongue inside her mouth and fucked the same way I ground myself against her lace-covered pussy.

She needed to know the onslaught of feelings she evoked inside of me. I warned her. After we crossed this line, there was no going back. I waited too long for her.

My girl was close, writhing in my lap like I was her favorite plaything – like she had full ownership of my dick. And – in this moment – she did. It was hers. I was hers.

"Baby," I whispered against that tantalizing mouth, pulling back to stare at her mask-covered eyes. "You're so fucking wet for me."

She smiled a lazy, daredevil-grin, before her mouth exploded into a moan when my fingers grazed the sopping material of her thong. I thrust two fingers into her softness and my thumb strummed her clit; she cried in ecstasy.

"This is mine," I rasped. She agreed, soaking me, and riding my hand with my black tie tugged into her fist. She owned me, she was saying. I fucking own you too, baby.

With her head tossed back in blind pleasure, I knew tonight I'd won because I did that to her – I brought her to dangerous heights, and I was the one to catch her when she fell.

My chest felt heavy with the overwhelming feelings residing inside – affection, love and lust swirled for the girl who'd been my anchor from the beginning of time.

But I didn't know that throughout this whole charade, she was pissed-drunk out of her mind. So much that she didn't realize what happened or who I was.

She orgasmed violently from my fingers and screamed a name. But it wasn't mine.

It belonged to another guy.

My heart snapped in half. 

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A/N: Oh, my god! Already a sexy start. Can't wait for y'all to read all the steamy scenes I've got stored up. If it wasn't clear, this prologue happened in the past. What do you think of young Oli and Teagan here?

Updates will start in JUNE 2020.

|| Dedicated to uzzie, for the amazing cover, to Niq and Soph for listening to my writing ramblings, and to all of you who've supported this series through the years. Thank you for watching me grow as a writer and not judging. ||