Dangerous Lover Gl Novels & Stories

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.

I let go of it quickly. "Damn," he cursed under his breath. "Oh? How about 'damn'?" He looked at me sternly. I showed him my victorious smile. He's really a pushover when it comes to this. I love teasing him, but sometimes it leads me to danger. A dangerous lovemaking. The kind that might just kill me, kill me with pleasure. Oh my. That's why it's dangerous. I stood up from the bed and I could feel that Lazarus seemed reluctant for me to leave. I could feel his hand, which started from my thigh, travel to my lower back as I stood up and he squeezed it.

“Look at my skin, it’s so shiny and smooth like a baby’s skin. They rubbed me like porcelain and massaged my whole body. Hmm… It was so comfortable. Raviel was so kind. He pampered me today after draining all my energy last night.” I choked on my own saliva as my mother started telling me things I really didn’t want to hear. Last night I had a very inappropriate erotic dream with Raviel as the main character. Obviously, It was just a dream. My mother was even with him the whole night. And I was sure that my mother would not let Raviel go for a second to go out through the door of her suite. “Amazing. You must be very happy now.” “I am more than happy. I am very satisfied. You should find a l

He behaves more like a protective lover than an employee. I suppress my jealousy, I trust Loraine completely. More than once she told me that she loves me and when I’m deep inside her as her orgasm floods over her, she repeats it breathlessly in my ear. She is a wild mistress, guiding me to whatever she wants at that moment. Her biting and grasping at my body parts and that urgent moaning drive my desire up enormously, often I lose myself in the game. I love her and I won't make the mistake Danner made. Possession leads to stupid actions and that has now cost him dearly.

"Faith, can I kiss you?" The moment I heard him, my heart pulsated erratically. I didn't know what to do as he cupped my face. He was looking at me with his deep-set of eyes and for me it was dangerous. Our lips met and I wanted to push him away but my traitor self was controlling me. His kisses were so deep and passionate. I closed my eyes and felt him savoring my lips like he was accounting for all the months that we've wasted.

“Or to heal. To anchor. To make you stronger.” For a heartbeat, neither moved. Kael’s hand hovered near her cheek, trembling with the need to touch and the fear of breaking what was left between them. Then, slowly, as if the world would shatter if he went too quickly, he brushed his fingers along her jaw. The calluses scraped gently across her skin, grounding her. He was shaking. “Love is dangerous,” he whispered. “And if anyone tries to use it against you, Elara, I will bury them beneath the ruins of Eldoria.”

The badness in him. The shadow of darkness that never left his soul. I brushed his hair, then traced his lips with my finger and said, “I love you to the core of my bones.” He smashed his lips on mine, his hands roaming my body. It drove me insane when this dangerous man, with all his evil aura and power, knelt before my thighs to please me. Fulfilling my darkest desires. I don’t think I’d ever love a sweet boy bringing flowers. He, Luca—the one my heart would always choose.

“Better than this.” She almost laughed. It came out sharp. “You spent a week telling me how to touch myself and now you want to pretend it was nothing?” Something dark moved through his eyes. “I didn’t know it was you.” “Neither did I. That doesn’t make the parts where I came on your command disappear.” The silence that followed was thick enough to taste. A waiter started toward them and then veered away at the last second, reading the air correctly. Damien’s voice dropped even lower. “This is dangerous.”

12 He is right, I found out about all of this in five days. It was quick but, I missed him too but, he is a jerk. He left me. I pushed him away, "Get away from me, you may have helped me in fighting but, I still was hurt, after you went, they started beating me up again. It took me 2 years to get a proper shelter and food. I am grateful that you taught me street fighting but, you left me. You left me on the streets, you left me all alone. We could have been together and made this mafia together but, you preferred doing it alone. I hate you, go away, I don't want to see your face, don't contact me, don't do anything, also I quit, I quit my job. Bye, I don't want to see you again. You broke my

As he starts to walk up to me, I back into the wall, shielding myself with both my hands so I don't have to look him in his icy blue eyes. I eventually hit the wall and he puts both of his arms up by me, making a barrier. He chuckles evilly. "So, how has Maria been? Did your boyfriend fuck you as good as I do?" He asks, stroking my face with a rough thumb. I shed a tear as I look to him. "I- I never even kissed him, I swear!" I panic. He nodded. "Good, good..." he says, getting his face closer to mine. "Because you're mine!" He grabbed my arm tightly in his large hand. "And you are coming come with me!"