Sara lay back on the cold rock floor and beckoned for him."I'll stay in here until you're starving," she said passionately,"until you understand you can trust me,that I give to you unconditionally,out of the purest love.I'll stay here until this cage becomes a place of peace,of pleasure-not torment."Her eyebrow lifted."I will stay in here until you can't resist me.
Laura WrightHis kisses to her neck were growing hungry and her insides were heating up,but she managed to mutter a terse,"I would rather eat my own eyeballs than sit at the table with those bastards.
Laura WrightGray Donohue was a fierce and hungry beast.His hair was wild,his eyes narrowed,his face contorted into a mask of diabolical intensity.And then that face descended on hers and his mouth claimed her in a ravenous kiss.As his cock worked in and out of her pussy,as his tongue fucked the inside of her mouth,Dillon knew this was something beyond what she was capable of,beyond what her tiny scrap of an unbeating heart could ever hold on to.
Laura WrightGrinning like the arrogant bastard he was,Lucian dipped his head and,with his teeth,drew her shirt all the way up to her neck."Tell me you don't belong to me."
Bron gasped as the cool air hit her skin.
"I don't belong to you."
He kissed the curve of her breast,then down to her belly."Oh,lass,the scent of your wet pussy says different.
What you did in the past is your business. Those were your choices—your mistakes—if you even believe they were mistakes. Stop caring what anyone thinks and live your life the way you want to live it.
Laura WrightStichwörter: past choices life-choices
Sweet,Genny,"he whispered against her breast."You´re creaming,ma chérie.Your tights,your pussy and my sheets are drenched."He ran his teeth over her nipple."Just the way I like it."
"Jean-Baptiste,please,"she said breathlessly,wiggling against his wrist,wanting his hand,needing to be filled.
Christ,Syn," said another male."You are out of your fucking mind."
"That's right,Frosty;" Synjon said against Petra's ear."Mad as a hatter.
You have to stop thinking about us or I won't be able to stop myself from throwing you over my shoulder and hauling your sexy ass upstairs to bed.
Laura WrightAbove him stood the angel in white,the one who had come to his aid,taken down the males who had cornered and beat him.
"Who are you?"Nicholas uttered hoarsely.
"My name is Lucian,"said the angel."I am your brother.
Then perhaps we should force you to help Petra."Alexander returned with barely disguised menace."She needs your blood.Now."
"That's unfortunate for her."Syn jerked his chin in the direction of the Great Room."As you can see,I am otherwise engaged."
"He's lost,"Luca uttered."Fucking lost.
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