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RHYS: Not A Girl

Author: MYSTIC FANTASY
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-27 05:50:10
Jasper removes his pants, his groans echoing through the air, joined by pained glances that make my heart skip a beat. He presses his back against the cold wall, his chest heaving with ragged breaths as he ties his shirt around his left arm.

My eyes falls upon his pink nipples, adorned with black silver rings that glint in the dim light.

"Fucking sexy!" I whisper, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own ragged breathing.

"Really?" Jasper smiles. A rare, breathtaking sight that leaves me... breathless.

"Yeah." With a heavy breath, I bridge the gap between us, my lips brushing against the crook of his neck in a gentle kiss.

"You're so beautiful." The heated feel of his pale skin sends me into a frenzy.

"I... What?" Jasper's breathing grows more ragged, his chest heaving with anticipation. He's definitely close. Really close.

I run my tongue along the length of his neck, feeling his muscles tense beneath my touch. As I reach his chest, his skin flushes a deep crimson, and
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    Jasper is smiling and laughing as he gets off his bike and removes his helmet. He's accompanied by two girls on their own bikes, and it's clear that those two girls are together.They keep holding each other, and the tall one seems madly possessive. She bears a resemblance to Jasper, but with a more rugged edge.It's been five days since Jasper left the mansion, and I've been watching him like a hawk. Or rather, like a stalker.I've been messing up our relationship, and it's clear that he's moved on. He attends classes regularly, living his life without me, and he looks genuinely happy.Well.. Asael and Ethan told me that Jasper saw me kissing Patricia, and that he cried.I hurt him, and it's not sitting well with me.Am I an asshole? Yeah, I guess I am.Should I apologize? Probably.But I'm frozen, unable to take that step. Why? Because he looks so happy, so carefree without me around.He heads into the auditorium to his violin practice with the girls, and I find myself scrolling thr

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    Ethan turns to Asael, concern etched on his face. "What's going on? Why's he crying?" "I don't... Know." Asael's expression mirrors Ethan's worry as they both look at me.I'm still trembling, struggling to find the words to explain the anguish that's suffocating me. But I'm at a loss. I don't know how to process this level of hurt.Asael's frown deepens, his eyes narrowing as he glares at the kitchen door. "Is it Rhys?" he growls. "Fuck!" Ethan looks like he's been caught red-handed, his guilt written all over his face."I saw Patricia going there earlier... I didn't think..." He trails off, but I'm already gone.I tear myself away from Asael, wiping my face with my hands and sniffing violently. I storm out of the house, hopping on my bike and speeding out of the compound without a word.I'm done with all this bullshit.~After practice, I linger in the instruments room, meticulously cleaning my violin. It's a ritual I cherish, a calming routine that helps me unwind before storing

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    Going after straight guys has never been my thing. I mean, I admire them, but it's always just admiration. That is, until Rhys Volkov came along. The asshole's got a talent for making me weak in the knees with those sweet, cum-worthy sounds, his skillful denial, and those magical hands... Fuck, just thinking about him is making me drool.I'm lying on the table, my faint scars a reminder of the injuries I sustained two weeks ago. The bandages are long gone, and I'm feeling a little more like myself. Rhys is cooking up breakfast, his movements smooth as he flips the beacon and removes the muffins from the oven."You're going to fall off, Jasper," he murmurs, his eyes flicking towards me.I grin, feeling a rush of pride. "I won't. And even if I do, you'll catch me."Rhys' lips twitch. "Maybe, I will.""Tsk!" I roll my eyes at him.For the past two weeks, Rhys and I have been inseparable. He's been my caretaker, nurse, and personal chef. I mean, I've grown so used to his help that I f

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    Should I tell him?No..."Jas..." My lips curve upward, and I feel a warmth spread through my face. I place my hand on his head, ruffling his hair, and his frown vanishes, replaced by a dazed and flushed expression."You don't have to worry about anything," I say, trying to reassure him. "All you have to focus on is recovering.""I am going to recover," Jasper's eyes narrow, and he cocks his head to the side. "But you..." He takes a deep breath, and I feel a shiver run down my spine. "What if you're in grave danger?"My lips press into a thin line. "Shush, winner,"He frowns. "Seriously? You want me to ignore this?"Now I'm feeling irritated. But before I can even control my thoughts, I'm crashing my lips against his, the frustration melting away into want."Oh.." He wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me closer, parting his lips to allow my tongue to slip into his mouth. The taste is intoxicating, like a rich, velvety wine that leaves me breathless. I deepen the kiss, feeling his

  • Love To Hate Me   RHYS: Heaven?

    Staring at Jasper's unconscious form lying on my bed, my heart sinks. His sharp jawline, bruised but still breathtaking, and his full lips, cracked and dry, unsettles me to my core. The crisscrossing strips of gauze and jagged edges of surgical tape only add to the gravity of his condition.A wave of guilt washes over me, its familiar gnawing sensation eating away at my existence. Fear claws at my mind, making my blood rush into my ears.Goddammit!I'm trapped in this nightmare, and I'm the one who created it!I chased him away, and now he's lying broken and battered on my bed. Everything that happened to him is my fault.The Ravens... they had to pay. I tore them apart... they touched what's mine.Fuck! I remember their bodies crumpled beneath my feet, their blood soaking into my skin like a twisted baptism.I know I'm selfish. I drew him into a war he never saw coming. But he has to deal with it now because Jasper Morgan belongs to me."I'm sorry, Jas," My fingers brush against his

  • Love To Hate Me   JASPER: I Can't Breathe

    "Look at those wiggling fingers. Ya think he's awake?" Comes a distant voice, muffled by the darkness that surrounds me."Hey! You awake?" Another voice comes, echoing with laughter.I try to respond, but my lungs feel like they're on fire. I inhale deeply, the air burning my throat, and exhale sharply.The sensation is agonizing, but it's enough to spark my senses back to life."Bloody hell.." I try to move, but the familiar sensation of being tied to a chair stops me cold.Panic sets in, and I scream at the top of my lungs. "You fuckers don't know how to tie a rope tight?!"I thrash about, the tight ropes binding my hands to the armrests cutting into my skin. "Fuck!""We have a sharp mouth here, Brody," A gruff voice with a thick Irish accent growls in displeasure."He was screaming earlier. He's such a pretty face. Why don't we take more fun in this before we cut him open?" Another voice chimes in, sending a raw chill down my spine.Oh shit! What have I gotten myself into? I rememb

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