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Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 152. How do I taste?
JEREMIAH "Do it." When I remained silent, staring at her, she said, “You have already prepared me, haven’t you? Then, do it. What are you afraid of now?” Her hand lifted to touch my scarred cheek and I flinched inside. “You can’t be afraid of hurting me, right? You hate me.” My skin crawled with the ghost of old burns at her touch, a reminder of what trusting her put me through. The fire. The cell. The darkness eating away at my sanity. The time I spent rotting in the darkness with no one but my own ruined body. And she was right. I hate her. I did. I hated her. I hated how she could still affect me so much. I hated her because I couldn’t hate her. Yet, I couldn’t say those three words to her right then. I slid my fingers out of her and stepped back, but she grabbed a fistful of my shirt and pulled me back, her legs wrapping around my waist. And then, like a little vixen that she was, she kissed me. And didn’t even give me a chance to stop her or pull back as she pl
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 151. Will you ever... fúck me?
JEREMIAH “I’ll think about forgiving you. Now I believe you can take care of your wife.” Lachlan’s voice still clung to the room even after he left, the door clicking shut with a finality that felt louder than the words themselves. And even as anger tried to take a foothold amidst all the chaotic emotions because my little shadow succeeded in manipulating me, I couldn’t help but feel the weight lifting off me because I had seen the familiar lopsided smile on his face before he had left. In the silence that surrounded us, only the faint sound of my wife’s breathing, ragged and uneven, filled the air. She was still sprawled on the desk, hair a tangled halo, lashes damp and cheeks flushed from more than exertion. And when her eyes lifted to me they seemed to tether me to her in ways, I wasn’t prepared for. My little shadow knew exactly what he was doing. He was a calculative bastard, more than me sometimes, when he wanted something. His mind worked in most destructive ways
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 150. So fúcking delicious
NINAI couldn’t take it anymore.My mouth stretched around my husband’s cock, while Lachlan thrust into me… I felt my body being tugged from both sides.I liked it more than I thought I would. It reminded me of what I had witnessed in that sex club I had gone to with Riley. Two men, and both of them joined by me.And yet at the same time I could feel that their attention wasn’t just on me, I could just feel the desire between them like a caress on my body, crackling around me like a separate being.But the blindfold keeping me in the dark was stopping me from seeing it. And the hunger to know was too much. To not just hear their low groans, not only feel the heat between them, between all three of us, that surrounded me from both sides, but to also witness it all with my own eyes. My chest ached for it. Before I even made a conscious decision, my fingers were already sliding up, trembling but desperate, and I yanked the blindfold off.The first thing I saw was them kissing.Even as m
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 149. We were both inside her
JEREMIAH My wife was beautiful, so was my little shadow.And like always both of them together made a picture that made my chest feel alive. Watching them was an experience in itself. The only problem with it was that every time I look at them something shifts inside me and I didn’t know how to make sense of it.In the last week, following my wife’s tricks to get close to me, then her being shot and Lachlan freezing me out— between all of that, I had heard the truth in the words my little shadow had hurled at me that night. The only thing was I didn’t know how to accept it to myself, that I might not hate my wife like I had thought. It was clear I couldn’t see her hurt, the thought of her being hurt by someone has already fucked with my mind, but now... how do I fucking come to terms with the fact that it wasn’t hatred that had fuelled my rage or need for revenge, it was the pain and hurt. And self loathing for trusting her.And it was still there, which was the reason I couldn’t
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 148. Just because I love you
2013 [Lachlan: 19, Jeremiah: 22] LACHLAN I woke with a start — breath ragged, skin clammy, stomach rolling like I’d swallowed glass. I barely made it to the bathroom before I dropped to my knees and retched until there was nothing left. Bitter bile burned my throat. My head throbbed. My pulse felt like it was pounding war drums at the back of my eyes. Leaning over the sink, I brushed my teeth and rinsed as my mind replayed what had happened last night. The conversation I wasn’t meant to hear, but I did. And then how I had drowned myself in alcohol to numb the feeling of being lost and hopeless until the world blurred enough to make it tolerable.And more images filtered in as I stared at my reflection in the mirror: shirtless, hollow eyes and angry. Jeremiah had come to get me in the bar where I had almost passed out from drinking. He’d had his men force me into the car to bring me here when I had refused to obey him. Fucking arsehole. I am going to kill him. Why wouldn’t
Twisted Marriage (A Dark MMF Mafia Romance) 147. Fúck her mouth
NINA “You don’t have to ask him.” Lachlan looked down at me, his green eyes feverish. “I don’t?” He asked, “Are you saying even if I am not the one who married you—” “You are not the one who married me, but you have been more my husband than him.” His eyes searched mine before he looked at Jeremiah. “Did you hear her? I am more of a husband than you, Jeremiah. And why do you think that is?” Jeremiah didn’t answer, but this time he stood up as if to leave. Lachlan shook his head. “Running away? I never thought I will see a day where you’ll choose to turn your back instead of facing the truth and the situation.” “I am not—” “Stay.” “Excuse me?” “I said, stay. And fucking watch, Jeremiah. Stay and see me claim the woman you keep using as an excuse to hide.” With that said, Lachlan shifted his focus on me and lifted me up to settle me on top of the desk. The wood was cold against my thighs, but Lachlan’s hands were anything but. His touch was not only warm, but his
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