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This woman’s been haunting my dreams, gasping my name, and has quickly become my obsession.
“So who are we stalking?” “My future wife.”
I’m not a patient man, but I’ll wait for her. Show her that we’re meant to be. That she’s the piece of my soul that’s missing and I’m the armor she desperately needs.
“I created it,” I deadpan and shrug him off. He steps back, hands up in surrender. Even my family knows not to touch me. Xander leans forward. “Why would you do that?” “Because the girl I’m going to marry needs some extra motivation.”
Fuck me. Just watching her got me off.
two cool, weighty masks tucked inside. Each one is shaped like a snarling wolf’s head, its mouth gaping open as if ready to devour.
The men wearing cloaks with hoods covering their heads disperse to line each side of the aisle, heads bowed low as we pass. Their silver fox masks denote them as Saints.
All is silent as the Saint dips the quill into their mingled blood and scrawls the name of the Unsainted onto the scroll.
This isn’t love; it’s possession, and I’m falling into it willingly.
He licks the mark he left, fingers gathering his cum and pushing it back inside me. “Don’t make me remind you again.”
“Listen to me. There isn’t a place where I am that you don’t belong beside me.”
“My…my apartment?” “Ours now, Nymph.”
Who knew he had a canvas of art painted on his skin under his stuffy outfits.
“In darkness, there is light.”
“You think you’re in control, but your body is mine.” His lips meet the back of my neck in a kiss so soft it feels imagined. “Beg for it and I’ll give you whatever you want.”
Even without removing her panties, my fingers are wet from where I touched her. I groan as I suck each one, licking off her taste.
My Little Nymph is the only thing keeping me from sinking into the darkness, and I will not let her go.
She has no idea how much I love the chase. Run, little mouse. Then, I pull up her tracker.
He’s a manipulative, egotistical stalker…
The cameras, the stalking, the one-freaking-bed rule.
I want him crazy. Obsessed. Possessive.
I’m going to imprint this cock into your pussy so hard that it’ll ruin you for anyone but me.”
“I can’t stand the idea of your pussy being empty without me.”
“Good luck finding a lawyer or judge that will release you from me. You’ve been mine since the second you signed those papers.”
“I’ve loved you longer.”
I know you won’t let me buy you one, so I want to help you make the perfect dress.
“Of course it is. You know, you’re basically a walking red flag.” He smirks. “You love that about me.”
stripping out of my Armani suit in preference for the black-on-black tactical gear.
sprouted from the forest. She’s everything this world hates and everything I want.
