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I hissed without thinking. Richard’s smile made my entire body tense up. He forced his lips against mine, kissing me roughly as I fought to get free. I tried to push him away but with one hand he forced both my hands in between our bodies, trapping them completely. Then he gently moved his knee in circles against my sex, making me cry out against his mouth. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get him off me and he was enjoying every second like a sick fucker. I was on the brink of orgasm when he suddenly removed his entire body from mine, leaving me in a state of sexual torture. “Only good little humans get to cum, Rose.”

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

Damon says, looking deeply into my eyes, “But on a deeper level, I love knowing I’m inside of her. Not to fuck her, just because I belong in there. It’s about possession.” “Of course it is,” Aiden murmurs with an amused chuckle, “I’m not judging. I think it’s… romantic. I wouldn’t have expected it from you.” “That’s me, Mr Romance,” Damon responds with a smirk, his hands touching my ass possessively. Aiden lifts a hand to caress my arm, so I lean closer to him and purse my lips until Aiden gets the hint and he leans closer to kiss me. “You’re so cute,” he says against my lips, “So damn cute.”

I was trapped between him and the hard wood. He didn't stop. He moved against me, pressing his body close, asserting his dominance. My breath hitched. He kissed me until my head spun, until I was breathless and weak. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were heavy-lidded, dark. He looked at my swollen lips, my flushed face, searching for something. He was looking for my reaction, my terror, my reluctant spark of something else.

“But that would depend largely on you. I will not be your soft knight in shining armor, but I guess you already know that.” From afar, they looked like lovers enraptured with each other as they stood, locked in embrace. “But why will you marry me? You don’t love me. Why?” “Well, you know what they say.” He said and broke off the embrace, but he was still holding her close to him. He looked into her tear-filled eyes. To others, they were two lovers overcome with emotion and lost in each other’s eyes. “Revenge tastes better when served cold.” He said and then locked her in his arms again, while she cried into his chest as the musicians on stage started playing a love song.

DARKEST LOVE (CURSED) Chapter Ten The cool night's breeze caressed gently upon herself, as she approached him as if spell bound . His presence , Dark. Commanding. Intense watched her every movement until she stood mere inches away from him. She stared into his gaze , she was awestruck, emotions strange to her flooded her every being. Her throat constricted tight as she regarded him as a most priced gem. His features couldn't be seen clearly, but still he was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

Dark romance is not for the faint of heart. It’s love dressed in shadows—seductive, savage, and unforgiving. It doesn’t bloom in sunlight but thrives in obsessions, in secrets whispered at midnight, in bruised skin and broken vows. It is a battlefield where hearts are used as weapons, where pleasure walks hand in hand with pain, and danger is the price of desire. He’s the villain in a tailored suit. The monster hiding behind a beautiful face, The man who kisses you like salvation and punishes you like sin.