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I’ve taken pleasure in killing before, but that doesn’t mean I live without a heart. And all I can think right now is how peaceful it must feel to be empty.
Sometimes I struggle with loving myself, too. But you know the one person who will? Who will always love me unconditionally? It’s my criminal boyfriend. And don’t you think that’s just fucking admirable?”
“He’s not letting me see her because we’re criminals. And your solution is to… commit another crime?” “Well, when you put it like that.”
Yis so wut?
You can’t truly love someone if you’ve never hated them. Two sides to a double-edged sword, and they both cut fucking deep.
I can live without Zade. But that doesn’t mean it won’t fucking hurt. That doesn’t mean I won’t live without a large piece of myself missing. Like losing a limb, I’d always feel him even when he’s no longer a part of me. Does that make me weak? Dependent? Or just someone madly in love. Shit.
“I want you to call me by my other name, Adeline.”
“God,”
“You use pretty words as sharp knives, and I think you’ve become attached to seeing me scarred. Do they make your pussy wet, baby?”
I could never deny how good Zade feels, even when I was desperate to.
Darkness licks at the edges of my vision, but I give him the truth. I nod my head, answering both of his questions. He is worth loving. And I would stay.
“You'll never escape me, little mouse. Do you think anyone could ever make your pussy cry the way I do?”
“I dare you, Adeline. Deny that my name isn’t carved into every star you see when I make you come, and I will show you that a God can create them just as easily as he can destroy them.”
“I lost my peace of mind. That’s what happened to me,” Daya retorts. “That demon could’ve gotten attached to me, and then I would’ve brought it home and lived in torment for the rest of my life.” “Could you blame it? You’re the whole package,” Addie says, grinning when Daya narrows her eyes. “Flattering me only works sometimes.” “Is it working now?” “A little.”
Addie and Daya are total friendship goals
It takes effort to bite back my smile. She looks thoroughly ravaged, and she’s attempting to appear as if she hadn’t been. Glancing at me, she shoots me a look that says, shut up, or else. The grin begins to slip through. Such a scary little mouse.
I train my gaze on Jay, and though he looks just as curious, he also looks wary. Shithead never approves of my plans. Which is stupid. They’re awesome.
The prey becomes the predator. She’s the most beautiful creature I ever did see.
there are times my chest physically aches from both pride and the need to fuck her.
“Don’t mistake my submission for weakness, baby,”
Before I can begin to form the threats rising up my throat, her lips are crashing into mine, not only silencing my dark promises, but completely ripping them to pieces.
Her mouth moves over mine savagely, and I’m lost to the way she commands me. I could flip her so effortlessly, but I fucking love bowing to the dark little goddess.
It’s only then I notice the rope is tightly secured around my wrists. If I wasn’t seconds away from ripping her throat out and fucking her blind, I’d be impressed.
All I can do is stare at her and fantasize about the ways I’m going to punish her for that later. But just as well, my cock is harder than granite because that was probably one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced in my life. Every time I think I’ve never been harder, she goes and proves me wrong.
His eyes glitter in the sunlight, and I can’t tell which is more dangerous: the edge of this cliff or the way Zade looks at me.
His hand comes up around my throat, tilting my chin further back. His full lips brush across mine, eliciting sharp tingles throughout my body.
“Is it the promise of death that makes you feel alive, little mouse?” “Yes,” I whisper, electricity dancing between our mouths. “Then we will both taste heaven together,” he murmurs.
He looks at me as if he wants to rip me apart with his teeth, and I don’t think I would stop him if he tried.
His free hand lands on my hip, holding me in place while he devours my pussy, lapping up everything I have to offer like he’s a prisoner on death row, and this is his final taste of liberation.
Sorry but I wanna be a man's last supper
Disoriented, I’m unable to resist when he pulls me up by my hips, settling me on my knees with my head still lowered and peeking over the cliff. Gasping, I clutch tightly onto the edge, my fingers digging into dirt and rock as he comes down on me, pushing my chin clear past it. My thighs strain from the effort to keep from pitching forward.
Reminds me of how Enzo fucked Sawyer with her head underwater with the sharkies :3
Beneath the delicious illusion is a threatening vow capable of destroying me.
Fisting my hair, he tilts my head back the slightest bit, giving me a full view of the scenery, “Have you found absolution yet, baby? Or do you need my cock to give it to you?”
“Life could never be complete without you,” I moan.
Fucking hell, he needs goddamn dick reduction surgery.
“You take it so fucking good, Adeline,” he purrs in my ear, his tone devilish. “I will never get tired of the feel of your pussy succumbing to me, and how you cry so fucking pretty when it does.”
I’m so full of him, and I’ve never felt more complete.
“You’re searching for life inside that sunset, yet I seek death between your thighs,”
I no longer care if I live, as long as this feeling never dies.
He gnashes his teeth, savagely fucking me until he meets the demise he sought after.
A roar tears from his throat and he drives inside me so deeply, the both of us nearly meet our en...
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We’d haunt Parsons Manor together, and it’s undeniable how much I lo...
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Her bodyguards take aim, but Zade moves as if he’s encased in bulletproof armor. My heart picks up speed, adrenaline surfacing because the bozo does not, in fact, have on bulletproof armor, and if one bullet comes anywhere near him, I’m going to fucking lose it.
She walked into this place firmly believing she could conquer the world if only she gave Zade the one thing he’s been working so hard for. Doesn’t she know? Zade is a God. And the only one who will conquer this world is him.
“You would want to rule the government? You’re mentally unstable, Sibby,” I say bluntly.
“I care about the world and cleansing it of demons. Can you imagine?” A wide, dreamy smile spreads across her face. “Living in a world of flowers? One big garden, just like the planet should be.”
I’m the only monster allowed to haunt her fucking dreams.
Her naked flesh slides against mine, eliciting a carnal desire deep in my chest. It goes beyond claiming her. I want to possess her. Mark her. Embed myself so deeply inside her that there is no Adeline Reilly outside of me anymore.
“Who owns this pussy, Adeline?” I ask darkly. “You,” she whispers, the answer automatic. “Good girl,”
The moonlight spears through the balcony doors, painting our bodies in a soft aura only heaven can create.
Two beings, scarred and desecrated, yet we look like fucking art.
I want to pin her to the wall and show her what art looks like when it’s fueled by passion.
“When you’re scared and can hardly breathe, this is where I’ll be. Deep inside of you. Whether I’m with you physically, or in your ...
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