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He brushed past her without another glance, disappearing back into the yacht. Tears burned in Yelena’s eyes as shame washed over her. His words cut deeper than she could bear, cruel and merciless. For the second time, Damien had reduced her to tears with nothing but his spite. And yet his final words gnawed at her, was that all he wanted from her? Just deals? When all she had ever wanted was him? Tears streamed down her face as her gaze dropped to her own body. She was beautiful, and flawless, men at her casino had always wanted her, some desperate for even her digit. Yet the only man she had ever truly wanted was the one who kept pushing her away.

I lean closer to the grille, breathing hard. When she finishes, silence pulses between us, thick as the storm outside. Lightning flashes, illuminating her face—eyes wide, lips swollen as if already kissed. I slide the lattice fully open. My hand moves without permission, fingers brushing her cheek, then trailing down the wet column of her throat to the edge of her sodden habit. “You are not alone in these desires,” I whisper, the confession tearing free. “They consume me too.” She rises slowly and steps out. I meet her in the aisle. Rain lashes the windows, drowning the world. Her habit clings to every curve, outlining stiff nipples and the flare of her hips. Water drips from us both, cold a

With a dangerous smile on her lips, she answered: “To the Vacil Empire.” The man and woman together with the baby headed to their destination. As they drew closer to the borders of the empire, thunders clapped as lightning flashed, giving them a warm welcome. _ To Be Continued _ Authors’ Note: Thank you for reading Immortal Desire until the end. I hope you enjoyed it. Ps. This is my very first book so please excuse any errors you've noticed. I'm working on improving my writing. Announcement: The story continues! If you want to know what happened next… kindly wait for the upcoming fantasy series- The Fangs And Witches! New generation characters, new tales, new love~

Her mouth opened when Mateo’s hand went from her stomach to her waist. ‘Do something, Beatrice! Do something!’ she shouted at her mind. But Beatrice couldn’t move at all. It was like her body shut down and let Mateo do what he wanted to do with open arms. She instantly held Mateo’s hand when he was removing his panty. He looked at her. Beatrice gulped when she saw his burning eyes. It was full of desire. But she was confused when she saw that he was asking for her permission, unlike earlier. So, Beatrice mindlessly removed her hands and put them to her side.

The air between us crackles with an electric tension, heightening our mutual desire. Josh's hands move to the small of my back, pulling me closer against him. I feel the heat of his body and the steady beat of his heart. His bulge presses against my stomach, a constant reminder of his arousal. "Now, look into my eyes and tell me you don't desire me," he says, his voice a low, demanding growl. Before I can respond, he spins me around so that my front is pressed flat against the bed, and he pins me from behind. His hand slides between the bed and me, cupping and fondling my breasts. I arch my back, offering him more access as he kisses my neck.

There seemed to be an intangible barrier or aloofness that surrounded him, intensifying my desire to uncover more about his past. After spending a frustrating 30 minutes scrolling through various search results, I finally gave up. I shifted my attention to Danna sitting beside me, only to find her completely engrossed in her computer—very different from the energetic Danna earlier. I don’t want to make any noise that could also distract others so I grabbed my sticky notes and a pen and wrote something on it. Spill the tea. Slowly, I wheeled my chair closer to Danna's cubicle and discreetly stuck the note on the side. Danna immediately noticed it and chuckled, meeting my gaze.

While I opened my eyes the next moment to meet his deep intense gaze which was already focusing on my face. I don't know how to describe all these feelings which I'm getting right now but everything makes me burn with desire. I just want him to be alpha and make me his meet. I wanted him to touch me until I moaned out his name. I want to feel him make him closer until there is no gap between us. Deep inside, I know! I know it's wrong! But if my body cares about it right now? I don't think so. My body is completely burning with ambition that no boundaries could stop her from drowning.

He stayed glued to me, trapping me between the gun and his hard body. "Ethan, please," I breathed, my heart hammering against my ribs. "I can't... It's too much." "It's not enough," he corrected. He moved his right hand down, gripping my hip bone, digging his fingers in possessively. "I want you to feel this, I want you to feel how much I want you, even while you're holding a loaded weapon. I want you to know that you are dangerous." He pressed his erection harder against me, finding the perfect friction point. A low moan rumbled in his chest, vibrating against my back. "I'm so hard for you," he groaned against my neck. "I'm throbbing. Can you feel that?"

Secondly, my dick has been getting hard only around him. I fuck both men and women for fun and I originally thought it was nothing when I got hard torturing him. Fuck! I thought his pretty face drew me in at first. But those two brunettes could not get my cock hard last night and just when I saw Adrian this morning, my dick became hard. I want to fuck him and smear my cum all over his pretty face. But I doubt he is gay and that's exactly what I'm going to find out. Adrian Petrov is a mystery that I can't wait to unravel.

Chapter two He slammed into me, his hips thrusting forward with a force that made me cry out. I gripped the edge of the desk, my knuckles white as I braced myself for his onslaught. Damien's hands gripped my hips, holding me in place as he pounded into me, each thrust deeper and harder than the last. "Oh god, Damien," I moaned, my body rocking with the force of his movements. "You feel so good. So fucking good." He leaned over me, his body pressing against mine as he continued to fuck me relentlessly. "You like that, don't you?" he growled in my ear. "You like it when I fuck you hard and deep."