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Very long. Meanwhile, in the quiet little town far away, Renata bit her lip hard inside the darkened bedroom. Her body was still burning. Her slick fingers paused between her thighs as she read his reply. Shame scorched her cheeks, but the desire already raging inside her forced her to keep writing—describing every touch, every thrust, every dirty word that had been whispered in her dream. Dominic read every word carefully, his breathing growing heavier. The towel around his waist felt tighter by the second.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

I murmured, holding onto him, trying to steady my racing heartbeat. “Sorry, my angel… but I think you’ve awakened a demon in me,” he whispered, pressing kisses along my neck as we slowly shed layers of clothing. My stomach did that fluttery thing it always did with him. His kisses always had thatahicak effect, leaving me wanting more. But for a split second, my mind drifted to Damien. Why him? Not now. I shook my head, trying to focus on Ray and the warmth spreading through me. Without warning, Ray put all his member into me. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure I felt afterwards. He paused, searching my eyes, and I tilted my head slightly, giving him permission to keep going.

he asked in a husky voice that was as sweet. I could feel his growing erection at my backside. The ache in my pussy signaled my need, and I had to do something, anything, to quench its thirst. I turned and pulled him down for a kiss, my hands flying to catch on to his curls. His mouth danced with mine, painting his taste against my tongue and nipping at my bottom lip with his teeth. When he sucked my tongue into his mouth, I moaned, signaling him to pick me up and take me to the bed. “Let me make you feel good, Rene.”

His chest rose and fell rapidly beneath her hands, and she could feel the thrum of his heart. She stayed there for a moment, breathing into his neck. The scent of him, woodsy, and clean flooded her senses. Her fingers were still twisted in his shirt, and even though her brain screamed that she should escape, her body pinned her in place. A certain place pulsed with heat, and as shameless as the thought was, she wanted him inside of her. Her hand moved first, almost without thinking, slipping from his chest to the hem of his shirt, fingers brushing his torso. She felt him tense under her touch, and when she raised her head to look at him, Rael was staring at her like he couldn't believe what

Breaking away from the kiss, he moved downwards,Squatting in front of her sex, he licked his lips hungrily, ready to devour her whole, with his sinful tongue. Her sweet smell had already hit his nostrils, turning him on more than ever, oh…he will never be able to get enough of her….he will just keep wanting more…… Moving closer to her devil's doorbell, his sinful tongue gave her sex, a long lick, as she screamed out in ecstasy, his tongue played with her flesh, as he pushed his tongue into her, relishing her sweet taste, Cora clutched her had onto his hair, drawing him closer to her, it tongue was not even able to sate her, though it felt so good on her, how come he's so good at this,

The orgasm he had commanded out of me had been devastating, ripping through me with such force that I had bitten my own wrist to keep from crying out loud enough for Aunt Dolores or the other sisters to hear. The golden scar low on my belly glowed faintly beneath the thin nightdress, a warm, living pulse that matched the frantic beat of my heart. I pressed both palms over it, trying desperately to smother the heat, but the moment my skin made contact the warmth only spread lower, blooming between my legs like an answering flame. My breath hitched. This scar, the one Drake had sealed with his dragon scale after that botched theft, had never behaved like ordinary flesh. Tonight it felt alive w

As they kissed, Celess felt a sense of danger and excitement that she had never felt before, as if she was being drawn into a world of darkness and desire that she couldn't resist. As they parted, Steve looked at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that she knew she couldn't resist. "Come with me, Celess," he said. "Let me show you a world that you never knew existed."Celess felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she took Steve's hand, allowing him to lead her deeper into the darkness. She knew that she was taking a risk, that she was putting herself in danger, but she couldn't bring herself to turn back.

she said quietly. “I will learn what I must,” I answered. Then, because the world still turned while men argued over thrones, I leaned down and kissed Damien, a fierce, precise thing that wasn’t about wanting so much as an oath. It tasted like rain and iron and the small mercy of human warmth. He kissed me back, clumsy and devastating, like a man who’d never been allowed to do something purely for himself. It was not erotic in a way a reader might expect on a bed; it was intimate and alive, a contract in muscle and breath.

Damien roared and followed, pumping rope after rope of cum so deep she felt it in her womb. He collapsed over her, still buried inside, and kissed the tears from her cheeks. His hand slid down to cup her cum-filled pussy possessively as they drifted off. “Mine,” he whispered into her hair. Isabella closed her eyes, chest tight with something far more dangerous than hate.