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Loved in the Dark: Chapter 13
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Sacred Sins; A Dark Erotica Tale Loved in the Dark: Chapter 13
The hiss of the shower filled the bathroom, steam curling around them like a heavy fog. Damien leaned against the tiled wall, water streaming down his chest, his muscles still loose from sleep—and lingering arousal.Eli stood behind him, hands slow and possessive as they lathered soap over his body. But it wasn’t just about washing. Damien could feel it in the way Eli's fingertips pressed into his hips, the quiet edge in his voice.“You were restless last night,” Eli said, low, close to his ear.Damien tensed. “Was I?”“You were whimpering.” Eli's hand slipped down, fingers brushing along Damien's shaft, slick with water now. “You weren't just dreaming about me, baby.”Damien bit his lip. His cheeks burned hotter than the water pouring over him. “You… and someone else.”Eli's hand froze for half a second before his grip tightened, pumping Damien’s length with slow, calculated strokes. “Someone else?” His voice was deceptively calm, but Damien could feel the tension b
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Heat. Pressure. Hands everywhere.The room was dark—unfamiliar, endless. His back hit cold marble, his wrists pinned above his head by hands he couldn’t see.Damien's body arched helplessly, pinned between two shadows that claimed him like they had every right to. His wrists were restrained — he didn’t know how, but he couldn’t move them. The weight of the hands on his body, the rough squeeze of his hips, the low rasp of voices around him made his skin flush and his pulse thunder.“Look at you… falling apart already,” Eli whispered, his mouth grazing Damien’s ear, the heat of his words making Damien shiver.One voice he knew — Eli's. Familiar. Teasing. Possessive."You always crumble for me, baby," Eli whispered, breath hot against his ear, fingers digging into Damien's sides as if he'd never let go.But behind him… the other figure. The faceless stranger.Damien couldn't see his face — only the towering presence, broad shoulders, the commanding grip at his throat, the
Sacred Sins; A Dark Erotica Tale Loved in the Dark: Chapter 11
After a long day, Eli and Damien's apartment was a sanctuary of quiet routine. They ate the previous night's leftovers, the simple act a comfort in itself. Eli, ever deriving pleasure in caring for his partner, washed the dishes and then turned his attention to Damien, a silent, loving ritual. He carried Dame upstairs to the bath and scrubbed his lover's body with a gentle touch, then applied mint balm to soothe his muscles. The soft scent of mint filled the air as he massaged an anti-inflammatory cream into Eli's entrance, a tender gesture that made Damien whimper in his sleep. With Damien asleep, Eli slipped into the shower, his muscles coiled and stiff. The hot water was a temporary balm against the resurfacing memories of his traumatic childhood. The face of his mother, a prostitute who had sold herself and even him, flashed in his mind. The money she earned, and the money she got from selling him,
Sacred Sins; A Dark Erotica Tale Loved in the Dark: Chapter 10
Damien's mind was a whirlwind of unanswered questions, and the stranger in the penthouse was at the center of his unrest. The mystery surrounding the biggest investor in their company was a puzzle he couldn't solve, and it was gnawing at him. He wondered if this person was a dominant force, like Eli, or if they were more like himself—submissive in nature.Eli, ever perceptive, immediately noticed Damien's preoccupation. The obvious scrunched-up face wasn't a sign of pleasure or discomfort from the cock ring currently restraining his orgasm. He knew it was the stranger upstairs. Eli himself felt a stir of curiosity and a flicker of something else—a desperate drunk night, a hidden memory of a dark room, silk over his eyes, a gag in place, a cock cage and a one-night stand that had been a startling reversal of his usual dominant persona. He had been fucked nine ways to Sunday. Denying him release for hours, driving him over the edge each time. The stranger that night chuckled each time
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The faint glow of morning slipped through the curtains, casting soft light across the rumpled bed. Damien stirred slowly, his body aching in the best way possible. His throat was dry, his muscles sore — a dull reminder of the night Eli had thoroughly wrecked him.Arms tightened around his waist.Eli.Warm, solid, protective — even when his love came laced with cruelty and control.Damien pressed back into him, feeling the steady rise and fall of Eli’s chest. A hand slipped down over his chest, scratching lightly over the nipple,palm possessive as it drifted lower to his stomach, fingers scratching Damien's waistline before slipping down and brushing lightly over his soft cock.“You’re awake,” Eli murmured, voice still rough from sleep.“Mhm…” Damien’s voice was barely audible, his body already responding to the teasing touch.Eli chuckled, low and dangerous. “Good. Because I’ve been thinking about last night.”Damien’s cheeks heated instantly. His body tensed, remembering the
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The quiet clink of silverware and soft murmurs filled the candlelit restaurant, but Damien could barely hear any of it. His pulse was pounding in his ears, his cheeks were flushed, and his legs were trembling under the table. It wasn’t from the wine or the heat of the room — it was Eli.Eli's hand was under the table, fingers slow and possessive on Damien's inner thigh, creeping upward with maddening precision. Eli groped a handful of flesh and made Damien gasp and let out a breathy moan.“You’re flushed, baby,” Eli murmured, voice low enough for only Damien to hear. “What’s wrong?”Damien swallowed, his hands gripping the edge of the table. “Eli…” His voice was strained, barely a whisper.The waiter appeared beside them with a polite smile, completely unaware of the quiet war happening beneath the linen tablecloth. Eli didn’t stop. His fingers brushed over Damien’s clothed cock — slow, claiming, unrelenting. Damien’s breath hitched, his eyes wide as the waiter listed the specia
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