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9. Good Little Wife

Author: Hermajesty
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-04 18:37:42

~Alina~

I was about to lash back at him when his mouth crashed onto mine, stealing my breath in a brutal, suffocating kiss, his teeth catching my lower lip until I tasted copper.

I gasped, and he swallowed the sound, his tongue lashing against mine with a hunger that felt more like punishment than desire.

His hand slid down my body, calloused fingers scraping over my nipple, pinching until I arched off the bed with a sharp cry.

“Hmmm…” he moaned, rolling the tight peak between his fingers before leaning down to replace his hand with his teeth. I whimpered as he bit down, the pain lancing straight to my core, a twisted pleasure coiling low in my stomach.

“Stop—ah!” My protest dissolved into a moan as his mouth moved lower, trailing wet, open-mouthed kisses down my sternum, pausing to flick his tongue over the bloodstain between my breasts.

His dark chuckle vibrated against my skin.

“You wear my sins so well.”

He leaned back, and his hands found his belt as he began to unbuckl
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