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I tried move away from him but his arm was already around my waist so it was impossible to leave. His blue eyes darkened into an almost couldn't hue I have come to recognize whenever he was angry and before I could utter another word ,he shoved me to the wall with a cruel harshness. "Kingston please"I pleaded.He could hurt me again.He always did whenever he was angry and I just made him so .Instead of hurting me like he always did ,he captured my lips in a fierce bruising kiss. AUTHORESS POV Kingston heard her soft whimper but he was too angry to pay any attention to it,he ignored it .

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

His mom drove us places. Thinking back, I know I wish it was like in the books I read where the man was a man and not a boy. Where he was maybe a little bit domineering, protective, and caring, romantic. A man who took their time to pleasure me. I mean I never even had a man go down on me or use his fingers. It was always strictly dick and their pleasure first and it was either missionary or me riding and I swore all they did was lay there and I did all the work. I haven’t even had sex doggy style. I think I only ever had two orgasms in my life. So far. Because I hope that will change. My personal history is probably why I love smutty books or romance books and movies. I can easily live vica

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"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

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I whispered. His hand moved from my neck down to my waist, firm and certain. He pulled me against him slowly deliberately like he was testing the line between control and surrender. My heart pounded against my ribs. I could feel his heartbeat too strong and fast. For a man who claimed control over everything his body betrayed him. "You are playing with fire " he murmured. "I am not afraid of fire " I replied. His lips finally brushed mine. It was not gentle, not soft. It was slow and filled with everything neither of us had said. The fear, the anger, the relief that I was safe, the need to feel something after standing so close to danger.

I followed—silver-gray, smaller but faster, rage and love fueling the change. We met them head-on. The first wolf—gray, female—lunged at me. I dodged, twisted, sank fangs into her flank. She yelped, blood hot on my tongue. I released, spun, raked claws across her muzzle. Brody was a whirlwind—black shadow tearing through two at once, claws and fangs flashing. Blood sprayed. Howls filled the clearing. Ronan stayed human—watching, waiting. I fought dirty—fast, vicious, using every lesson Brody had taught me. I took down another wolf—brown male—clamping my jaws around his throat until he went limp.