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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”

“Patience, omega.” She made a sound that was half growl, half sob. “I hate you.” I smirked against her skin. “No, you don’t.” Her hands flew to my hair, gripping hard, trying to drag me up. I let her pull me just enough to meet her eyes. Hers were dark, desperate, her pupils blown. “I need...” “I know what you need.” My voice was a growl, my control shaking at the edges. But I held it, held her. “And you’ll get it. When I say so.”

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

he whispered, his voice dripping with a dark satisfaction. The haze began to lift, replaced by a sudden, ravenous hunger. The shyness that had defined her for months vanished, burned away by the friction of the last few minutes. Rhea didn't want the afterglow; she wanted the weight of him. She wanted to feel that hard, straining length burying itself deep inside her, stretching her until she couldn't breathe. She pushed herself up, her movements fluid and determined. She stood and approached him, her naked body humming. Rowan had returned to his chair, poised in anticipation, watching her with a glimmer of amusement in his dark eyes.

The kiss deepened, and my mind was spinning—flooded with a mixture of fear and a strange, twisted longing. I didn’t want this, didn’t want him. But every part of me wanted more. The darkness he offered was intoxicating, like drowning in a pool of gasoline and fire. I knew it would burn me, I knew it would destroy me, but I couldn’t stop myself from falling deeper into it. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, pulling away just enough to look at me, his gaze dark and triumphant. “You’re mine,” he whispered again, this time his voice low and full of a kind of madness. “You’re mine to do with as I please.”

That is one thing I refuse to let happen. #darkromance #billionaireromance #fierceheroine #sassy #comeback #secondchance #bd.sm. #hiddenpregnancy #controlling and #dominatinghero ____ This is the second book in a two book series: The Tormentor Series. Book One: My Boss Is My Tormentor is completed and you can read it before this one. ------ RYAN ------

But when I did, the sight still stole my breath. Damian Blackwood. Tall. Dark. Lethal. He didn’t just walk—he commanded the space, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his tailored suit in all the right places. And Serena? Serena lit up like a damn chandelier. She was on her feet in an instant, her earlier boredom forgotten as she practically glided across the room. “Damian.” Her voice was smooth as honey, thick with something I didn’t want to name. Then, right in front of me, she placed a hand on his chest—familiar, claiming.

Please note: This a dark romance story, it features dark content. Alissia POV I sit at my desk, staring blankly at the blinking cursor on my screen. It mocks me, as if it knows I have no idea where to start with my latest attempt. Dark romance. The genre I never thought I’d touch. But after bombing miserably in everything else—comedy, fantasy, sci-fi, even horror—I figured I’d give it a shot. How hard could it be to blend the raw, twisted emotions of a toxic relationship with an edge of danger? Apparently, harder than I thought.

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