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Begging him to touch her. He’d wake up in the oppressive darkness, sweat slicking his body. Sometimes, he’d be hard, the physical manifestation of his unfulfilled desire. Sometimes, a furious, burning anger would consume him. Always, without fail, he woke up profoundly, achingly unsatisfied. The dreams fed the obsession, intensifying the hunger for something far beyond carnal pleasure.

“I’ll do anything.” Damien’s lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. He tilted my chin up with two fingers, forcing me to meet his icy, piercing gaze. My lips parted on a soft exhale. For one wild moment, I pictured him shoving me against the desk, ripping my skirt up, and taking what he wanted right here in his luxurious office. “Anything?” he asked, his voice dropping lower. “Be careful what you offer, Elena. I’m not a nice man.” My breath hitched. I could feel my nipples tightening painfully against my bra. My pussy was already soaked, throbbing with need. I had fantasized about this moment so many times — Damien looking at me like he wanted to devour me.

I mumbled under my breath. He looked down at me, naked, trembling, covered in sweat and the seed of seven men, with cold, possessive hunger. “You’ve impressed Jax,” Victor said, his voice smooth and dangerous. “But his training was only preparation. Now you enter my world. Dark Desires. Where consent is a luxury… and obsession is law.” He stepped closer. Behind him, more figures emerged from the shadows, tall and powerful men with masked faces, their primal energy radiating from them. Their presence felt different from the Club. Wilder. More dangerous.

I stroke him with my hand and take him deep several times, playing with the head of his cock with my tongue and thumb. I thought about this all day. I wanted to see him cum for me, because of me, and only for me. I tease my tongue around his cock, making his body tense up my cue to play with his dick in my hand with fast strokes, then stop, repeating the sequence until he can’t take it anymore and shoots hot cum, holding onto the car to keep his balance. I stand up, wiping my lips with the back of my hand, and kiss him. I don’t care if he knows about my jealousy. I just want him to know how much I desire him and that he’s mine only I can make him feel like this.

Betrayal was a thing here, but someone like him had the guts. “You should thank your stars that Elowen exists. As you can see, I have been slipping up lately, and I have lost touch with my dark sides.” I walked around him with my eyes bored at him. “My mind wants to do a lot of things for you. Torture you until you bleed through your eyes, cut off your head and hang it on a pole close to Guilia’s bedroom, so that she will be reminded that she cannot be with a man who betrays her father, but…” I grabbed his neck tightly, raising his face, and staring into his eyes, which held a lot of fear.

“To infiltrate your precious Moon Valley with Grimkeeper’s influence and it is already in motion.” Priscillia’s blood ran cold with what she heard. “What do you mean by influence?” she asked her throat filled with dread. “The Dark Desire,” Terra said with a cold smile. “You fucked Grimkeeper first and now you have it in you.” “That is not possible,” Priscillia whispered uneasily. “Allow me to demonstrate,” Terra said. She pulled one of the men to his feet and pushed him towards Priscillia. “If you are not infected, then you will have no need to get on your knees and suck on his oversensitive cock.”

Chapter 3: Sinful Desire The only source of light in Ana's dark room was the moon lamp shade beside her bed. Ana was staring at the ceiling, touching her lips as she remembered how soft and sweet Dominic's lips tasted, especially when he kissed her back. The scene kept replaying in her mind, along with the memory of him grabbing her hips to pull her closer and rub against her. She couldn't forget the feeling of his half-erect shaft rubbing underneath her. It was not fully awake yet, but it felt so long and huge under her clothed lips.

Desiree, who was in excruciating pain, wailed as she burned to death. Alessandro did not enjoy witnessing Desiree's agonizing and violent end, yet, he insisted that I continue walking even if I had no desire. "If you really want to kill me, now is the time to do it....I've had enough of always having to hide! Kill me, Kill me, Alessandro! You want me to die, right? Just kill me. I don't have a desire to live if you take me away from him....away from the man I love!" Alessandro stared into my eyes and asked, “Why do you want to be with him? We are just the same. We are both vampires. Why him? Why not, me?!”

Phoenix threatened him and the man glared at him before letting Kiara go and left the scene. “Hey, why did you do that. He is too cute to be threatened by you. Wait I should find the manager, and jeez it’s ticklish.” Kiara shivered when she felt the butterflies in her stomach and the foreign feeling crawling on her. “What is happening to her?” Phoenix asked the bartender, still not letting Kiara’s arm go. “This purple liquor right here, is the Dark Desire, it makes the drinker’s hormones go wild and her body in heat, and in need. You know what I mean.”

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************