Graves

by Katelyn Taylor

This is for the babes who enjoy an unhinged MMC who is completely obsessed with the FMC who has a twin brother who is also head over heels for her. Why should you choose between this one and that one when we know that you can have both? This one is for you, ya little slooter.

If I don’t make it out of this, at least I got a glimpse of an angel before I burn in hell. If I do, then that angel is mine.

“Now,” he starts, his hand on my thigh, squeezing tightly. “You’re mine.”

The man looks and fucks like a Greek god. He’s fiercely protective and also surprisingly kind. Soak my panties and sign me the fuck up.

“You disappointed that I was gonna leave without making you come, baby? Need an orgasm or two before I head out?” he asks almost teasingly. “I mean, I’d be stupid to turn down an offer like that,” I huff on a laugh as I look away.

“I can’t. That’s what you are. You’re my angel, and I’ll be your devil. Bound for all eternity. I’ll do anything to protect you, always know that.”

“I love you, Blake. I love you, and I can’t share you. I need you to be mine.”

I’m nothing without her, and if she won’t have me, she won’t have anyone.

“I’ll love you until the end of time, angel. In this life, the next and every single one to come. It will always be you.”

“I love you, Zayden. More than I should, more than I knew I’d ever be capable of. I love you so much it physically hurts to be away from you.”

“That’s better. I love you, angel. More than my next breath, more than this entire planet. I’d happily sacrifice every man, woman, and child if it meant protecting you, keeping you.”