Romans & histoires Tell Me You're Mine

“You’re mine, Cleo.” ^~^

Vee, I’m willing to use my death as a means to end these mistakes and return you to your peaceful life. Vee, Vee, Vee, Vee, Vee. I simply insist on chanting your name, hoping to embed it firmly into my memories so that it will follow me into the netherworld.

Every day. She did not say a word but just stared at me for a moment more before embracing me in a tight hug. Lyra, I whispered weakly, struggling to get air into my lungs. "Release me!" She did not let go. Lyra! I chuckled lightly. "Tell me, what strength do you have?" Finally, she let go, backing away a bit. Tears filled her eyes. I'll miss you, she murmured. My heart clenched. I will miss you too.

"I'm good, and you?" "Doing great, just started my life all over, it's good to move forward after all." She looked to the camera and smiled, waving and posing, taking as many shots as possible. "I hear you're a jinx, on your first night your husband was taken away, what an unfortunate event." She said with a laugh.

"Maria, are you pregnant?" ** Yuhu readers, don't forget the gem for voting. Author to you ❤️❤️ Sinokmput

"No, Master! I'm sorry… I'm just… I…" He pressed his forehead to mine. "I know you are, sweetheart. I'm aching as well. My cock is pressed right up against your wet, hot, little pussy and all I can think of is slamming into you and fucking you so hard that you can't walk up to the house. But I also want to savor this moment with you. To taste every inch of your sweet little body. You can handle it because you want to please me, and you know this will."

I looked at her pursing my lips, moving away from her remembering I was supposed to stay mad at her. She smiled, pulling me in a hug again and said "Ah I love you. And I swear we can go any day you want. And this time I won't bail end moment." I narrowed my eyes and said taking out my pinkie finger. "Promise?" She intertwined her finger with mine and said nodding, with a sweet smile on her face. "Promise."

“You’re only mine.” “Only yours,” I confirmed.

he said, hovering over me, "tell me who you belong to." "You, Magnus. It will always be you. I’m yours." "Mine."

I come with a broken sob, spilling over my fist in thick pulses, clenching so tight around the handle he curses roughly. He keeps it buried inside me for a long minute, both of us panting. Then he eases it out, slow and careful, leaving me empty and dripping. “You’re mine,” he murmurs against my mouth, kissing me deep and possessive. “Don’t ever forget it.” I nod, boneless, wrecked, and somehow more alive than I’ve ever been.