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“Have you not noticed my curves? The way my thighs stretch my jeans?” “Have you not noticed how hard I get when I’m inside you?” He said the words without skipping a beat, his eyes locked on mine as he continued to chew his food. “Women are different from men. Men should be fit, lean, and strong. They’re the protectors, the providers. Women have no such obligation. Their only job is to be healthy and bear children. They can do that at any size.”
When he does, I can let you go for a price. Or I can cross him the way he crossed me and shoot you in the back of the head once he fulfills his end of the bargain. I already enjoy fucking you, beat off to you, so I suggest you become so valuable, so irreplaceable that you’re worth more than that fucking diamond and his weapons. Otherwise, you’ll end up back where you started…or dead.”
“If you weren’t my baby, you wouldn’t get pissed off by another woman’s lipstick. So yes, you are my baby—whether you like it or not.”
Instead of triumphant, he seemed aroused. It wasn’t a victory for his ego, only his dick. “I don’t like to share either.”
You’re voracious, insatiable. You’re the kind of woman that makes me feel like a man.”
“I’m more afraid of living too old. At a certain age, we become weak. I’d rather die at my strongest than be murdered at my weakest. I want to die with honor, not be hunted like a weak animal.”
Death was a beautiful, merciful thing. When the body was broken beyond repair and the pain was unbearable, death was the ultimate painkiller. Only healthy people feared death. The broken worshiped it.
Kings to behave ourselves around tits
“Don’t give me back to him,” I repeated, as if he hadn’t heard me the first time. His blue eyes gave nothing away. “Balto?” I pressed my forehead against his and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Baby, I don’t know what I’m going to do.” His arm hooked around my waist, and he rolled me to my back, staying inside through the maneuver. “I have no fucking idea what I’m going to do.”
“Baby, I’d never let anything happen to you.” I would defend her with my life, torment Lucian every day by reminding him she belonged to me, not him. With her legs wide apart and her tits shaking with the thrusts, she looked into my eyes with parted lips. “I know…”
I’m basically a pig being prepared for the slaughterhouse. The sex was just sex. The conversations were meaningless. All of this was meaningless.”
“Every time I think there’s a glimmer of hope, I’m wrong. And those moments hurt far more than anything else. Hope is a dangerous thing. I would rather die and get it over with instead of wasting more time on hope.”
