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My body responded like it knew the words, like it had always been waiting for them. Then he grabbed my thighs, spreading them wide and dragging me to the edge of the bed. He pushed inside me in one hard thrust. I screamed. He was big—bigger than anyone I’d ever had inside me. Strong and solid, like nothing could ever hurt him. His body moved over mine like he knew exactly what he was doing, like he was built just for this. My breath hitched. My heart pounded. I couldn’t think. I could only feel. His wings spread wide, shaking a little with every movement. They were black as midnight, soft and sharp at the same time. They brushed the walls, blocking out the light. I felt like I was trapped in

I said using me finger to touch his lips which he caught his mouth making me close my eyes and savor the feeling it sent through my body. “Come here you sexy woman” he groaned and in one swift motion, pulled me to him for another round of sweet ecstasy. **** I know I’m a little all over the place with the chapters but I have a major event in the next chapter and this week has been kind of weird for me so I’m really sorry for the haphazard writing. Please stick with me and vote. Thank you!!!!

“I’m sorry, but it’s true. Men think wiggling their eyebrows at us or doing what you were doing is sexy, but really, it isn’t, especially when you’re dressed like that.” I shrug and slump on the bed next to her. “I just thought it was romantic, you know?” She leans over to the side of the bed and pulls out a romance book from under the pillow. “Use this. It’s the best manual for what girls really like.” I take the book and study the cover. A man is kissing the neck of a woman whose blouse is slightly off her shoulder. “Blah,” I say and toss the book to the side. I actually think I’ve read it before.

Kell pinches and rolls my bud between his thumb and index finger as he savors the feel of my firm mounds. Feeling bold, I move my hand down and settle it over his swollen shaft. He gasps in my mouth and bites my lower lip gently. My body gleams with sweat as a build-up of pleasure overtakes us both. I move my hands to his back and course my sharp nails across his bare skin. His muscles strain beneath his skin, stretching it taut. As if asking for attention, his wings unfurl from behind his back and flutter. They are so beautiful and sexy. However, I don’t dwell on his wings for long.

And this time, she would ensure that anyone who had burned her wings would burn with her in the fires of her revenge. END OF CHAPTER 32..

I feel myself losing control, his body moving back, mine falling to the floor. His hands pull me across the room, pushing me to bend over the table, his hands trying to force my legs open. My legs fight against his grip to close, the feel of the restraints around my ankles, forcing them to stay open. The whip hits against my arse, my screams muffled, as he keeps going, each one getting harder. The sound of the whip hitting the floor, his hands grasping my hips, holding me in place as his cock thrusts into me. My moans get louder as I orgasm, feeling him cum inside me, his hips quickening again, and his hand pins me down. He releases me, his hand grasping my arms and pulling me up.

The suite trembled with our secret, her dominance a thrill I craved. Chapter Three – Corporate Climax The night settled over the suite, the city a distant glow beyond the windows, but the passion between us burned brighter, a corporate conquest of desire. My body was a map of her touch—bruises on my thighs, cum drying on my skin, pussy and ass stretched from her relentless games. My daring spirit hungered for more, and she sensed it, her dark command a challenge I couldn’t resist.

To melt in their fiery passion that would burn away her hate towards him. "Fuck!" she shouted, and her legs crushed his head between her thighs. He could vaguely hear the moans that followed, but her juices distracted him. He drank and lapped up the juices while some streamed down his chin. His cock pulsed aggressively in his hand just before he released on the wall. Pain shot through his temples as his horns emerged, and a sharp pain spiked on his shoulder blades. His shirt tore open and a pair of beautiful black wings extended out from him.

I finished, cleaned up, and changed into my pyjamas so that the blackness could carry me away from it all. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. _____________________________________________________________ Fourth Chapter!!! How Is it ? Word Count: 588

*Content Warning: Violence of a sexual nature is depicted in this chapter and may be triggering for some readers.* My fingers trembled as I glared down my nose at Ethan. This false sense of power flows through my body and I imagine all the ways I would love to end him. His slimy hands slid up my thighs and rested on my hips as I straddled him. His hardness jerks against my backside and bile rushes to my mouth. I swallowed it down and lower my hands. They glide down my body and his eyes tracked the movement.