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“How would you even know the curse worked?” “Their eyes turn red.” She goes still. “Red how?” “Red, Maya.” “Contacts? Blood vessels? Party lights?” “I thought of all of that.” She gets up and turns toward the window, then back to me. “You actually saw this?” “Yes.” “On who?” I hesitate. “Three people.” Her eyes widen. “Three?” “Technically one kissed me first.” “That is not helping.” I start with Julian because she already knows I wanted him. I tell her about the dancing, the kiss, and his eyes changing. Maya cuts in about the lighting and reminds me that she gave me the pill.

His dark blue boxer-briefs strained at the seams to control his manhood. He dropped slowly to his knees in front of me, and I rested my fingertips on the muscles of his broad shoulders. He looked up at me, dark eyes burning, as he slowly took my breast in his mouth. I gasped as he surrounded the pink nub of my nipple with warmth. He kissed the soft flesh, nipping gently, making me arch my back and moan.

Despite that, it's peaceful, the perfect place to kiss Alec for the first time. "I am so ready to kiss you," he murmurs, reaching up to gently hold either side of my face. His fingertips are cold against my skin, an icy breeze sweeping down the valley, pulling strands of stray hair across my face. Alec brushes them away, leaning down slowly. I close my eyes, bracing myself for his lips to press against mine.

He uttered all of a sudden. Damn, I don't know what he is doing but I don't think I can stand this anymore. I closed my eyes tightly and the moment I opened my eyes again I realized that Mr. Woods is really something special for me. He slowly brought his face closer to mine. His eyes are weary and staring at me intently. It was as if I was burned when his thin lips suddenly touched mine. I immediately closed my eyes as I tightened my grip on his black tuxedo. He kissed me hard while also tightening his arm around my waist.

Jayden gasped, body jerking violently as he was slammed lightly against the wall, the bat slipping from his grasp and hitting the floor with a dull thud. And then warm lips crashed into his, hard, hungry and possessive. For one stunned second Jayden froze, panic exploding through him until the scent hit him. Dark spice, smoke and something dangerously familiar that made his heart stutter and his body remember before his mind did. “Ronan?” The kiss deepened before he could finish the name, stealing the rest of his breath as heat flooded his chest, confusion tangling with relief so sharp it almost hurt. Then anger surged just as fast, making Jayden shove him away.

It was the thread of consent that would allow them to burn down completely. "Embers," she gasped out. “Good.” His mouth landed on hers in a brutal kiss. His tongue tore through her mouth, whiskey-flavored and angry. She kissed him back just as hard, her teeth scraping his lip, and left a fleck of blood that tasted of copper and victory. He ripped her blouse open, buttons scattering across the ground. His lips freed hers to fasten onto a nipple below the lace of her bra, biting just on the right side of pain. She screamed, her head falling back against the wall.

I looked at Florence, then at Marigold Collins, and murmured tremblingly, "How could this happen? Mom, didn't you say Mari was Chester's cousin, and she's just staying temporarily at our family home…" Marigold, the woman who had come with Florence, shrank into the corner, avoiding my gaze. She looked helpless as her eyes darted between me and Chester's body on the autopsy table. Holding the child in her arms tightly, she let tears stream silently down her face. For a moment, I stood frozen before finally snapping. I stormed out of the forensic room, ran into a nearby office, and grabbed a water cup from a desk. I hurled it against the wall with a loud crash. I even let out a raw, piercing sc

I turn around and head to my room. Fisting my hands, I walk in, just in time to see my lover undressing. I was mad, frustrated. Was he so eager to find me? Feeling desperate, I approach my lover and kiss him. As he holds me against his body, I feel his need in me. Standing in the middle of my room, I let my lover kiss me and undress me. Feeling my bloodthirst, I snap my fingers. Making my lover stay still, I order him to rise. As I circle my arms around his neck, I bite, drinking his blood.

He wrapped his hand around her throat and pulled her closer to him, until she was smashed against him, leaving no distance between them. Killian tilted his head to kiss her better and bite her trembling lips brutally. Amara hissed in pain when he sank his teeth into her soft flesh. He wasn't kissing her, he was punishing her for angering him. She hits his chest so that he leaves her but he holds her hands in a tight grip from his other free hand and seized all her moments. He forced her to open her lips and trusted his tongue inside her mouth. He let his tongue explore her mouth, tasting every corner of her sweetness. His kiss was forceful, brutal and agonizing. She hissed and cried out in p