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he murmured, eyefucking her entire body. She inhaled deeply and opened her eyes, and his blue orbs met hers. Scarlett wanted to be fucked by him now that he was entirely exposed in front of her and Scarlett was feeling his body with her hands; they were basically just fuck buddies. Scarlet's father was Damien's business partner, and she is a well-known model. She fell in love with his looks at first sight, or desire, and ventured to propose a deal to him at a party held by her father, despite knowing how dangerous he is. Surprisingly, he agreed.

It has increased to the point no one can save him from Igneel's wrath. How such a steamy mood turned into something so sad. How from kissing each other to admiring each other, scars turned into tears of sadness and anger. "I love you." He said and kissed her lips and cheeks. He could no longer hold his feelings for her. He kissed her teary eyes as he slowly traveled his kisses down to her clothed chest and then to her bare stomach. Her panties were on display. The sadness that he had suddenly turned into a longing for her. He could no longer restrain himself and so he went on her, made love with her so many times and in so many ways, draining her out of her energy as she trembled under him.

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

I just want to vomit he said that will a straight face and a smile. He knows I love Carmen will protect her this is just a game to him sickening. Carmen smiles back at him with love in her eyes how did I not see my best friend fall for This devil having enough of this conversation I grab her hand pulling her to School I have to stop this.

It was repulsive. "Take care of him and let Romano know that he was useless. He didn't know shit about Diablo" Diablo was the cause of every hatred in my heart. He was the reason why vengeance was embedded so deeply in my every senses. Every gunshot that was ever caused by me,by my fingertips left behind a dream of it being him behind the trigger. "Send in Damien",I growled out Shit is officially about to hit the fan I hear a knock on my office door.

His voice was laced with lust, I could feel it even though his expression was dark like the beast he was and before I could reply it was his fingers inside me, thrusting, squeezing and dragging every flesh in me. “Damien, oh please!” “The only thing I'll be putting in that pussy of yours is my cock, my tongue and hands and you would only get to feel and not touch if you defile me again or interfere with my work!.” None of my previous mates had ever had this effect on me. They were boys compared to him. Damien was a man carved from stone and darkness, ruthless and arrogant, and yet, some sick part of me was fucking attracted to him, to all of this ans what he's doing right now.

Aria blamed the situation. “Tell me something,” Richard said. “You’ve been here two weeks. Working with him. Do you think he loves her? Or is it something else?” Aria leaned back, thinking. “He doesn’t love her. He needs her. There’s a difference,” she replied. “What Damien feels is not love. It’s desperation. He’s terrified of losing her because he doesn’t know who he is without her.” Richard swallowed hard. Those were the words he’d been too afraid to say.

His tongue runs over his bottom lip with a lecherous grin. " D... Don't do this!" She whispered, her body has zero strength to talk anymore. " I love Dark Romance, Babe... I will turn your life as hell forcing you to accept everything as your dark Romance with a happy ending with me." His lips press against her neck, sending a terror in her heart.

Though they were still beautiful, there's something about them that makes your blood run cold at first glance, something that makes them look dark and ominous. Dark magic and plotting evil does that to a werewolf. ‎ ‎Anita laughter carries across the battlefield, cruel and melodic. “Is this the mighty army of the Lycan Kingdom?” she called out, her voice echoing unnaturally. “How disappointing. How pathetic. I came here to enjoy a show! This cannot be it!” ‎ ‎The soldiers stiffen. Even the rogues fall silent, bowing their heads as she passes. ‎ ‎My blood goes cold. ‎

Roman shifted first from behind me, pulling out softly, and I exhaled roughly. “Good girl,” Damian praised as he leaned down and kissed me softly before he moved, leaving my sight of view. But a second later, Roman was there. He looked… undone. Like he was completely shattered, his hair glued to his face from sweat. His chest heaved with deep breaths, his skin glistening with sweat. And his eyes… his eyes were so dark I couldn't see the blue anymore. “My love,” he whispered as he reached out and cupped my face with both hands, his touch so tender despite how rough and dark he looked. “My mate.”