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How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

She could barely keep up with my passion, even though she was trying to dominate me. Suddenly, she pulled away, stunning me and making me crave more. She sat up and smiled down at me, making me roll my eyes. “You are playing with fire, baby,” I said and grabbed her thigh, then stroked the lace materials of her socks. “What if I want to get burned,” Sandy said and started to roll her hips, grinding my cock.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

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He kisses my neck again, growling, “ You are Mine.” My top is removed and his mouth replaces his hands on my body, he takes his time to make love to my body. A slow intense pressure builds as if we have all the time in the world, my body growing even hotter and impatient. I can feel his entire length and he is rock hard. Why is he putting us through the slow torture? He answers as if he can hear my thoughts. “Because the slower the build, the more powerful the explosion.” “Hmmm…” I answer, with pleasure, taking over my every sense. I grind my body against him seductively slowly touching his rock-hard length and he sucks a breath. I smirk. “Let’s see how you like the slow torture.”

“It’s so much… feels good.” “You’re doing perfect,” Cas praised, kissing my neck. “Such a good girl for us.” Damien slowed, holding me still. “You ready for both of us, baby? Double stuffed?” I nodded frantically, beyond words. Cas positioned behind me. Damien held my cheeks spread as Cas pushed in slowly—inch by thick inch into my ass. The burn melted into pleasure. “Fuck!” I cried out, full in a way I’d never been. “You’re both so deep.”

“That I could burn like this and still feel alive.” She reached for him, wrapping her hand around his cock, stroking him slowly. “Then burn with me, Lucien.” He groaned at her touch, then pressed forward, nudging her legs wider as he slid into her with one slow, searing thrust. She gasped, her body stretching to accommodate him, her nails dragging down his back as he filled her completely. They moved together in a rhythm that was both ancient and new—slow at first, then faster, more desperate, as the world narrowed to the friction of skin on skin, the wet sound of their bodies, the firelight painting them in gold.

You could almost hear it settle. He leaned down and kissed me, gentle, lingering, unclaimed by urgency. A morning kiss. A still here kiss. I answered the same way, my hand resting against his chest, feeling his heartbeat gradually sync with mine again. Not wildfire. Slow fire. When we parted, we stayed close, noses brushing. Neither of us treated affection like something to rush past. With him, romance lived in the pauses as much as the contact. “No alarms yet,” I said quietly. “They’re being held.”

Kissing and moaning at the same time. KINGSTON I distracted her with kisses as I patiently moved inch by inch until I was inside of her.She was so tight.She gripped my shoulders as she gasped and twisted her body in pain. "Kingston"She screamed my name and I felt happiness fill my heart. After sometime I slowly started moving and it was a wonderful feeling. "King...K-b"She gasped out a breathless moan as she dug her nails into my shoulders. It was love making between I and Vida.Love making with my wife.I reached climax as I emptied myself in her

Soon sleep came over my body and I fell in it but what astonished me was I never thought that I will ever hold someone in my arms or will ever get this much peaceful sleep. Author Pov. Damon always wanted to get married but in his life love. Affection or romance these kinds of emotions never came. He not even for once thought of falling for someone. Because for him love is useless. It's not like he has some past terrible issues but instead, he had seen relationships crumbling up like it's nothing but a mare lust. He wanted a wife not to have an affectionate relationship or romantic love story no he only wanted a woman to have an heir. And he was sure that women will never ask him for somethi