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* * SEBASTIAN I studied her features closely as my fingers played with the delicate skin of her neck. The spot on her neck was a dark shade of red, no doubt it would turn into a deep shade of purple come morning. My mark. That was the only bruises I would sure as fuck like to see splattered over her skin. The thought of my lips marking and claiming her pussy again and again sent a surge of heat and blood pumping through me, until I was swollen and throbbing against the strain of my trousers. I already knew I was a damn sick bastard , but she was was fueling it to no end.

But it was everlasting. "And I love you too bunny" Always... and forever. The End Thank you so much for following this story and your supportive reviews, you guys are the best. Check out the sequel, "it's titled Sinful obsession "

He softly nibbled her lips, feeling very bit of her warmth. He was not a bully when they were alone. He was a sweet nice boyfriend who had everything Valen desired for. She comfortably slid her legs on the side of his waist as her hands held her cheeks. She expressed equal devotion to his lips as he did. She was incomplete without him for every good girl needed a bad boy. Ryley was her bad boy with good nature. She loved all those foolish comics with dominant guys with sweet innocent girls. It was like a dream come true now as she could live her life as that of the characters from those sweet lovely romantic novels.

“Your nipples got tight watching them. I noticed. Bet they’re tight right now. You’re close, aren’t you? Come on, let it out. Nobody’s judging in there.” “God, you’re such a creep,” I snapped, but it turned into a moan halfway through. My legs were shaking bad. I slid down the wall a little, knees bending, fingers moving frantic. “I hate this. I hate you.” “Yeah? Then why’s your breathing all messed up like that?” He sounded amused, but hungry too. “Tell me what you’re thinking about. Is it me? Or that ex who didn’t know how to handle you?” “Daniel,” I blurted without meaning to, then cursed myself. My fingers rubbed faster. “Not you. Him. He was… nice. But I want it rough now. I want to be

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

Story Title (1): Owned by the Devil Chapter 1: You're Not Keeping It I was bent over the bathtub, gripping the edge, my legs spread wide as Damian took me hard from behind. His thick length drove into me again and again, each thrust was so powerful I couldn't help but cry out, moaning and gasping from deep inside me. The bathroom was cold and spotless, but we were a mess... sticky, flushed, and dripping with sweat. We were burning up.

With every dark thing I’d buried inside me. “I could break you,” I growled. Her chin tilted up. Defiant. “You already are.” My hand slipped up her thigh. Not enough to touch, just enough to feel the heat radiating from her skin. She was wet. I could smell it. My restraint cracked. “Tell me what you want,” I demanded. Her voice was barely a whisper. “You.” That was the final thread. I lifted her, wrapped her legs around me, her back still pinned to the wall, and kissed her—hard. No romance. No hesitation. Just heat and years of denial erupting into something brutal and raw.

“Look what I have.” “Is this my book?” she giggled as she recognized the cover. “Where did you get this?” “Belkin was telling us how you’re an author. I got a copy. I am very excited to read it. No wonder you are so brave and heroic when you write such stories.” “You do know this is a spicy book.” “Spicy? Cookbook?” “No. Sexy. It’s got a lot of sex in it. The main character has two penises.” “Lucky man! Is the book explicit?” he made wide eyes. “Does he use both penises?”

As they kissed, Celess felt a sense of danger and excitement that she had never felt before, as if she was being drawn into a world of darkness and desire that she couldn't resist. As they parted, Steve looked at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that she knew she couldn't resist. "Come with me, Celess," he said. "Let me show you a world that you never knew existed."Celess felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she took Steve's hand, allowing him to lead her deeper into the darkness. She knew that she was taking a risk, that she was putting herself in danger, but she couldn't bring herself to turn back.

There was something mysterious about Sebastian that was making her feel protected. Elysia sat on her knees and ran her hands through the thick fur of the dog. The dog snuggled closer to her at the touch. She smiled at the attitude of the dog. Sebastian clenched his fists when he observed the huge mound on her left cheek. She is so beautiful, even with the scar.... he wanted to kill all those Russians at that moment. If it weren't for her trauma, he definitely would have fantasized about her being on her knees for him and submitting. However, there is a lot which he needs to take care of at the moment.