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"What do I need to do, sir?" His expression grew even darker. "Are you in for this bet?" "I'll leave it to your discretion," I answered. That response seemed to infuriate him. I could see his grip on his wine glass tighten, his knuckles turning white. "Fine, let's bet." The cards were dealt, and the game was on. I did not get the rules of the game, but the vibe? That I could read like an open book. Everyone was as still as statues, barely breathing.

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I provoked. His lips slowly curled up, revealing a sinister smile as he gently closed his laptop, put it aside, and threw his phone to the ground. He stretched his hand and grabbed my legs, pulling me toward him. He pounced on me, his eyes dark and dreadful. He was like a wolf who had caught his disobedient prey... He grabbed my breast, pressed down, and bit my lower lip. The pain made me shiver. He licked my lip, blood showing on his tongue, which I was certain was mine. He caught my lips and kissed hard, his tongue ravaging my mouth. But the kiss was forceful and quick___ like a punishment.

Not dark and dangerous. “Have you done this before?” He walked back toward me slowly, gently tapping the blindfold against his palm. I shook my head, unable to speak. I stepped back slowly as he approached. His gaze was dark and predatory—and I loved it. I really did. “Shall I be the first?” he asked. I didn’t know whether to say yes or no. I stopped when my back hit the wall and leaned against the cold tile. “I’ll take your silence as a yes, kitty,” he smirked. One hand traced lazy patterns along my hip while the other rested on the wall above my head. He leaned in close—so close I could still smell champagne on his breath.

“I imagined you telling me I was not allowed to come until you said so. I touched myself and pretended it was you.” His hand leaves my neck. Both of his palms close around my wrists and lift them above my head, pinning them to the high shelf in one smooth motion. The book falls. Pages flutter across the floor. My back arches automatically. The hard line of his body presses against me from behind, cassock and habit the only barriers left. “Look at me.” I turn my face as much as the position allows. His eyes are dark, calm, devastating. He does not look like a man losing control. He looks like a man who has waited years for this exact moment and intends to savor every second.

And, by the sound of it, through his teeth. But no, I think, enjoying the heat beneath my fingertips. He took it all. Everything Ihad for him, without issue. Without complaint. Without resistance. My fingers continue their journey over Callum’s back, savoring my patchwork masterpiece. Even by grazing the flog marks, I hear and feel the phantom crack of the flog’s tails. It firecrackers through my mind in a

Anna shouted out and tried to get away but Author pinned her down and continued slamming into her at an obscene pace. All she could do was lay and take the animalistic banging Author was giving her. “Yes! Take all of my cock in this damn tight white pussy” Author said through gritted teeth. “Fuckkkk!” Anna shouted when his length brushed her womb. “Authorrrr!” She screamed out but he was bent on getting his release so he kept going. “Take the damn cock” he gasped out without stopping. He could feel Anna's core clench around him, drawing life out of him.

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And what a handsome devil he was. He looked regal in his black tux, his hair slicked down towards his nape. His gaze was intense, watching her every step as she got closer to him. His eyes burned with a look of possession and Anateya felt like he was branding her in front of all the witnesses that she was undeniably his. Was it wrong that she liked the feeling? To be wanted beyond good sense? “You may have won the battle, Bartolone– but I will die before you win the war,” Antino hissed under his breath as he placed her hand in Romero’s.

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.