Novel & Cerita Love Her But Leave Her Wild

Walking really fast, they both walk stealthily, approaching her room, Antonio opens his room door from the inside which is opposite her room. Like the speed of light they both rush into Olivia's room. Their hearts beating so fast, Austin said" Are you crazy? we could've been caught" "Yes I'm crazy, crazily in love with you and what if we're caught, it'd even be a greater excuse for me to leave this marriage" "Is that so, if you're crazy about me then mad about you" "I'm obsessed over you and I'll continue too, as long as you're always going to be with me then I need not be afraid of the world" said Olivia.

He kicked Chloe away and said coldly, "Get lost, you disgusting, promiscuous woman! You've shared those lips with half the city. Do you still expect me to see you as a virgin and marry you?" Chloe had always looked down on Kieran for being poor when they were younger. She never imagined that he would be the one to reject her like this one day. She broke down and pointed at him as she screamed, "Who do you think you are? Do you think you're any better? "You had a fiancee, yet you came running at my call. You call me promiscuous. Are you pure yourself?" He panicked and tried to stop her from talking, but I kicked him squarely in the chest.

It was as if our bodies were made for each other, our love igniting a passion that couldn't be contained. As we reached the peak of our passion, Marco's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. "Ti amo," he whispered, his voice husky with desire. "I love you too," I whispered back, my heart overflowing with emotion. As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that our love would conquer all. Nothing could ever tear us apart. As we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. It was as if the world outside had melted away, leaving only the two of us, lost in our own little bubble of love.

She smiled as she picked the red rose and sniffed it's sweet scent Her eyes widened when she suddenly remembered the last thing she said before dozing off "If you don't wanna talk, pick a color.. Red if you love me and blue if you don't" The rose fell off her hand in shock.. "Wh- What does this mean?"

I wasn’t supposed to know how her pussy taste or crave more of that juice on my tongue. That is why I keep holding off from popping her cherry…fuck! I was not supposed to fall in love with the little kitten. I know what you think but it is true. I have fallen head over heels with her. I have never wanted anything more than a night of hot sex with a woman but her moans and the way she keeps Cumming like a faucet, I want her screaming my name every morning when I wake up beside her, blacking out as I continue to feast on her tasty cunt.

How could anyone get married and then just leave? “That’s the wolf way,” Derek explained. “You can’t understand how powerful the mating bond is until you’ve felt it. And some feel it’s disrespectful to the Lunar Goddess to turn away such a wonderful gift.” “I can’t imagine,” I finally said. And I really couldn’t. It seemed so…unnatural to have love be forced on you by some outside entity. Was it even really love then? “That’s why she left, you know,” he said. “She found her Fated Mate in another pack.”

Since they left me trembling and weak, begging for more even when I swore I wouldn’t? A bitter little smile curled at my mouth. Stupid, stupid me. I’d already decided to leave him. Months of clawing my way out of this sick fantasy that love was enough. Months of choking on the truth until I finally spat it out: I could live without him. I could stand without him. And yeah, walking away would bleed me dry, because I still loved him, fuck, I loved him, but love had never been enough to stop the wounds from festering. But last night… Last night he’d been different. Touching me like I was still his, holding me like a man staring down the barrel of losing everything.

Love. END

If this is all we will ever have, I want it worth the price of my freedom that I have paid for it. I might not love her, might not be particularly fond of her, might not trust her completely, but I will honor the vows I have given her. I will remain faithful, I will respect her, I will honor her as a wife is to be honored. But behind a closed door, I want her untamed and wild, brazen and bold, a vixen of the first order.

She stumbled in, her leg crooked, hair wild and unkempt, and fell to her knees before Cyran. "Cyran, I heard you divorced that wretched woman, right? She betrayed you. She's not worth a single tear! You hurt me, made me lose the baby, and I didn't care. I love you with all my heart. Can't we just… get back together, Cyran? Please, let's try again!" Cyran glanced at me, noting that my expression didn't change. He let out a cold, humorless laugh but didn't chase her away.