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Wedding Night 3

Iblis felt excited. His rod swelled to a painful degree under his pants.

Finally, after two weeks of sweet torture, he would have a taste of the tantalizing scent that fascinated his senses and excited his body. Barely hanging onto his control through sheer will, he removed his clothes and scrambled up the bed. His dark hair draped down his face like veils of ebony silk, melting away his cruel, ruthless mask, leaving behind stark, otherworldly charm and unshielded need burning in his crimson embers.

His wife, frightened by the hunger in his eyes, scooted back and regarded him with a wary gaze.

Iblis felt his heart sink.

What did she mean by this? Was she still going to reject him? But he married her! She was his wife, and taking her was his privilege, his duty, and his right! She could not deny him what was his to touch, his to taste, his to mold and embrace to his heart's content!

"Shamsiya..." He growled in a dangerously low voice, and like a startled rabbit, she jumped and her eye
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