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A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

Then he slammed back in, the force shoving me forward against the rock. I cried out, my voice ragged. “Fucking hell—” The rhythm he set was relentless. Every thrust shoved me deeper into the wall, his cock spearing me open again and again, the wet slap of his hips meeting my ass obscene and echoing in the cavern. His tail milked my cock mercilessly, keeping me right at the edge. “You love it,” Zerith snarled, teeth grazing my neck as he fucked into me. “Don’t lie. You’d kill monsters, but here you are, spread for one. Begging for one.”

Mo called from the other side of the bar “No one wants to come near you. Even the boys who like it rougher. “ “I’ll pay you double. “ Mike offered. “No. Thanks.“ Mo smiled. “Too bad. You look like someone who used to be handsome. “ “You know what, if you’re not going to blow me, fuck off. “ Mike yelled and a few of the customers glanced at them, but no one said anything. “So mean. “ Mo said, “ you know what they also say?” “No. And I don’t care. “ “They say you can't get it up. “

‘Suck my clit, you bitch! I'd called my boss a ‘bitch’ and told, no, ordered her to suck me off. But I was beyond caring now ... Only my clit mattered. It felt huge and swollen, protruding, caught in a beam of hard light. In a slow motion movement, Ellis leant forward and obeyed me. Her soft hair fell across my thighs as she clamped her lips around me. Then I was screaming, writhing, coming ... pumping my hips against her as my hole pulsed like a sea creature sucking in life. It was gorgeous, tormenting, celestial, and I didn’t give a damn if Ellis was a woman, I adored her! .

-Please, sir, I didn't know they would be there, the stranger pleads. Just as I expect Damon to say something, he shoots the man in the leg. A sound that seems to come from hell escapes his mouth in the form of a laugh. The stranger's groans barely audible, drowned out by Damon's hysterical laughter. I want to intervene, but I feel incapable of making a move. All the rumors were true; Damon Black is a monster, and I need to get away from him. -Miss, what are you doing here?

He was so thick it burned in the best way, stretching me open, filling every inch. “Fuck, you’re tight,” he growled. “Gripping me like you never want me to leave.” He didn’t give me time to adjust to his thickness. He just started fucking me, so hard, fast, and deep. The desk shifted forward with every slam of his hips. Papers falling to the floor. I didn’t care. “Quiet,” he warned again, even as he drove deeper. “Or I’ll pull out and make you finish yourself while I watch.”

I felt hurt every time she called me a monster or referred to me as cold-blooded, and yes, I was going to behave like one. "Did you just find out? Huh?" I mocked, my words wrapped with feigned satisfaction, as my lips parted with smiles. As soon as she heard my words, she wiped the tears that had stained her face off, but they wouldn't stop flowing like a broken dam. The sight of it pierced my heart again, but I just couldn't stop myself from holding onto that title. “The earlier you start doing what this demon and venomous monster wants, the better for you, because that's who I am.” I yelled, my eyes burning with wrath.

I wanted her to see every inch of the monster she had sold herself to. “You’re a monster,” she spat, backing up until her legs hit the edge of the bed. “A sick, twisted monster. Stay the hell away from me.” I let out a dark, low chuckle. “Yes, I’m a monster, baby. The same monster whose thick cock you choked on three days ago. The same monster who fucked your tight little pussy so hard you were creaming all over my dick and begging for more. You loved every second of it, didn’t you? Moaning like a filthy whore while I stretched that greedy cunt open.”

“This pussy was made for me.” He started moving in slow, deep thrusts at first, letting me feel every vein, every inch of him. My heavy tits bounced with each stroke. He watched them hungrily, leaning down to suck on my nipples as he fucked me. The pleasure was overwhelming. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. “Harder,” I begged. “Fuck me like you own me.” Luca’s control snapped again. He grabbed my hips and started pounding into me harder, faster. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with my loud moans and his grunts. He fucked me like a man claiming what was his and every powerful strokes that hit every sensitive spot inside me.

Damon’s head fell back against the tiled wall, lips parted as filthy sounds poured out of him. “God… this feels incredible! Fuck! your hand is so big.” Damon panted. “Faster, Logan. Jerk my cock just like that yes, fuck! You’re so good at this.” The praise and filthy encouragement did something to Logan. His movements grew more confident, no longer needing Damon’s hand to guide him. He pumped harder, twisting slightly over the head on every upstroke, mesmerized by the way Damon’s cock leaked pre-cum over his fingers. “You look so fucking sexy like this,” Logan thought, though he didn’t say it out loud. Damon’s head was thrown back, throat exposed, lips parted in constant moans as he fucked i