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) Theodore thought sadly as his eyes narrowed and turned back his gaze toward Azazel who is admiring the jewel on his hand with his flushed cheeks. (It seems that he fall deeply in love. Not just fall deeply... he fall far deeper than that.) Seeing how Azazel didn't bat an eye to anyone and focusing himself on the beautiful jewel in hand made shiver ran down Theodore's spine. (He became overly obsessed in one person— to the point where he destroy a kingdom just to get their jewel treasure that resembled her majesty's eyes.) (I wonder whether or not her majesty will be pleased to know this.) He narrowed his eyes and shook his thoughts off, wishing for everything to go well in the future with

I stopped the inventory then, my eyes widening slightly in amazement, as I beheld the gorgeous male specimen in front of me. And here I was thinking that Kaden had it all. No. The guy was another. He just rendered me speechless. A tap on my shoulder, and I turned and stared at Justin who had just touched me. But not just me, Naomi too. It seems the both of us had been caught in the act of drooling. Well, he can’t blame us. What we were seeing was drool worthy. “Oh yeah.,.it’s sokay.” I manage to mutter, nodding stupidly at the guy who just smiled at me before walking away.

“So, how is it? I mean, you guys hated each other for years. Is it weird? Is he like, super sweet?” I couldn’t help but grin, suddenly feeling carefree. “No, he’s not sweet at all. He’s exactly the opposite. He’s dominant, kind of aggressive, and totally possessive. It’s like all that tension from years of pretending to hate each other just exploded. It’s wild, guys. It’s... the most real, intense thing that has ever happened to me.” “So, the sex is good?” Maya asked, leaning in again, her eyes wide with curiosity.

"Don't touch me. You don't get to just drag me around like this anymore, Dante. You lost that right." Dante stood by the door, his hands resting on his hips, and he looked incredibly tired, the shadows under his eyes visible even in the dim lamplight of the room, but his gaze was locked onto hers, completely focused and desperate. "You have no idea what kind of game you're playing, Elena, you're walking into a slaughterhouse with Rodrigo Felix and you're doing it with a smile on your face."

His eyes flicked her way. Just a flick. Quick. Controlled. But she caught it. And she knew that look. Because that was the one he gave her the first time he ever walked into this bar six months ago. And now he was giving it to her like they were strangers again. “Alli,” Mads whispered, “he’s poking the bear.” “He’s drunk.” “He’s also hot.” “Shut up.” “I’m just saying—if you don’t want him, send him my way.” Alli shot her a look so sharp it could slice glass.

Got along. "Ohhh.. go on, yam. Suck my d*ck nonstop. Make me cum." Yuan ordered which Hershey gladly obeyed. She suck his dick hungrily. While staring into his narrow eyes. It was very handsome and seemed born to attract all women of Eva's race. I can see how she savors the taste while closing her eyes and biting her lip. In Hershey's mind.

He still wanted it, really. However, he was worried about Yuriel's health if she had too much sex. Aleandro seemed to think about Yuriel's words to check with the doctor because his sex hormones were really out of bounds. He believes in living a healthy twenty years without having sexual relations with women. Maybe once or twice he's been with a woman in his younger years, but after that he's not interested. Why was he now so obsessed with trolling Yuriel all day long? As Aleandro was thinking about having a sexual disorder, his juniors stiffened.

He growled. "Daddy! F**k me, Daddy!" She moaned loudly. Alberto held her a*s as he pulled her to meet his hard thrusts. "Oh my gosh! Daddy!" "Harder, please! F**k that p**sy!" Alberto banged her very hard till she almost lost her breath. "C*m for Daddy" he groaned. Stephanie screamed as she came heavily, her cum milking his d**k. Alberto continued thrusting without slowing down for once.

Cherry Brentwood’s life changed the night she turned eighteen—caught doing the forbidden while moaning the name of her brother’s best friend. Fast forward to two years later, summer vacation was supposed to be everything she had dreamed of. What she never expected was to spend it under the same room with her brother's best friend, the man with the most seductive gray eyes that she's been trying to forget…and her arch-enemy cousin sister. Xavier Salvatore is a guy who walks in silence, barely speaks, but rather acts in dangerous, mysterious ways. He’s not a saint; He's not an angel. He walks the thin line between good and evil. He is none other than the ghost of the Black

I stuttered. Ryder carried me down the dark hallway, explaining as he went. "He possesses a manipulative ability that arouses desire in women. That's why he has multiple wives. Once he has sex with you, he becomes the only one you desire. Even your mate would hold no interest for you," he said. "Thank goodness I arrived just in time." But despite his words, my body continued to burn, intoxicated by the desire that consumed me. He kept talking, leading me to my room, but I couldn't hear a single word. I was transfixed by his handsome face, his muscular physique, and the pulsing veins that adorned him—imagining how a dominant alpha like him would be in bed.