Daniela Díaz > Recent Status Updates

Hombres territoriales: humanos, vampiros o slyvik. Lo único con lo que siempre se podía contar.

-Quieres más de lo que puedo darte - susurré.
—No puedo imaginar que eso sea cierto
-murmuró—. Porque sólo te quiero a ti, Lilith. Lo que pueda tener de ti. Tomaré una noche. Una hora. Un minuto. Lo que quieras darme. Es suficiente.

—Puedes llamarme Vale —se quejó—.
Supongo que una vez que alguien ha visto mi trasero desnudo, podemos dejar los títulos.

"Hi," he told me with a smile that I couldn't physically return.
Instead, I solemnly replied, "Hi," and then he was moving inside me and whispering sweet things in my ear, about how perfect I was, how much he liked me, the sheer improbability of my beauty, and that he knew, he fucking knew what I'd done, but he was always going to let me get away with it, because he loved to hear it so much.”

He let go of my wrists.
Turned me around.
His eyes were locked with mine.
His kisses were deep.
His arms closed around my waist to scoop me up.
He was inside me again in a matter of seconds, relentlessly deep, but it felt completely different from before. This time, neither of us had anywhere to hide.

Eli stilled. “What did you just say?"
This time I enunciated clearly. "I love you."
It changed everything. I felt him shudder inside me. Tighten his grip around my hip bone. Take a deep, broken breath. Excitement bubbled within him-twelve months in, and the words hadn't worn down yet.
"Okay, you know what?"I shook my head against the pillow, shivering. "I think I'm done playing. I want to look at you.“

“I'm going to hold your hand in public. I'm going to kiss you in public. I'm going to organize surprise parties for you with your friend. I'm going to send a hundred texts per day with stupid online shit I think you should see. Clingy as fuck, Rue.
Can you do it? Can you live with me as your boyfriend?" The word seemed as reductive as dating. For now, he told himself. For a short while.

“I'm going to want to see you every day. I'm going to learn more dishes and pack your lunch and write cute little notes on it. I'm going to ask you if you want to sleep at your place or mine and always assume that we're spending the night together. I'm going to think about you all the damn time. I'm going to assume I'm watering your plants when you're out of town.”

He felt a bone-deep, chest-warm-ing amount of joy-like she'd taken a knife from his heart and placed it back in her drawer. She still had the power to destroy him. Always would, he suspected, hold him in the palm of her hand.
He hoped she'd be merciful.❤️‍🩹

"Is that a no on that second chance?"
"God, you're so fucking ..." He shook his head, and then caged hers between his hands, leaning closer. Breathing in her scent. "I love you, Rue. You are the only chance there is."
Her eyes shone bright. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."

"I thought I could never be happy. But with you, Eli... I have never felt the way I do with you. Never. And I think that's why it took me so long to put words to it." His heart beat in his throat. "What words?"
"Safe," she said.
He forced himself to remain silent.
"And accepted."
More silence. Harder, this time.
"And enough."
That, he couldn't take. "Rue. You have never been anything but enough."❤️‍🩹

"I think you've done enough, Eli. Shouldn't you keep just a tiny bit of dignity?" It was a joke, but Eli's reply was serious.
"I want her to be all right more than I want to keep my dignity."

“And I don't regret it, Rue. I wouldn't want it any other way. Even if you can never say it back. Even if you never think about me again after today. Even if you were right after all, and you're not capable of love."

"Out of all the people I've met, the things I've wanted, the places I've been, none has ever felt as necessary as you do.
Because I love you. I love you in a way I didn't think I was capable of. I love you because you showed me how to fall in love.”

"Hark and Minami broke up over ten years ago, but he never got over her. Never.
I simply could not understand why he wouldn't move on after she so clearly had. 'Could not be me’ I thought. I was so sure.
And then, Rue, I met you. And you casually cracked my life into before and after you." His lips curved. For a moment he looked genuinely happy.

“I can ask my friends Liam —he’s way more knowledgeable— but he just had a baby and is on paternity leave.”

AHHHHHHHHH 💛💛💛💛MENCIONA A LIAM DE LOVE THEORETICALLY Y ACABA DE TENER UN BEBÉ 😭😭😭💛💛💛💛

"I'm glad you're enjoying this. After all, that's the point of fucking."
"Which is exactly what we're doing. Just fucking, right?" he asked, nipping at my throat.
"I —oh god. Eli, please."
"Please, what?"
🫣🫣

"Good girl." He rewarded me by surging upward. My thighs twitched, and I let out a long moan. "Doing what she's told. And you know what good girls get? I think you do know."

"Good?" he asked against my ear.
I nodded. My cunt throbbed, swollen around his cock.
"Look at me, Rue."
I tilted my hips into him, trying to get the friction I needed.
"Open your eyes, and look, At. Me."❤️‍🔥

"Whenever you want to feel like this," he murmured at the inside of her thigh, "call me. Use me." Her heels dug into his back like little fists. "I think about doing it every second of every day anyway."

Rue laughed, bubbly and wet, and even in the midst of recounting his worst story, he couldn't believe how rare and lovely it sounded. I like you when you laugh. I like you when you're serious. I like you all the damn time.

Kind. Funny. That undercurrent of unease that seems to permeate most of my social interactionsbit's just not there with him. Great cook. Great to cook with.
Effortless.

College athlete. Sister, friends, dog-they all love him. Honest, but never cruel. Not put off by how awkward I am, my silences. Formerly engaged. May be destined for tragedy, just like me. Easy to talk to. Almost a pro scientist. Would have been good at it, too. Has some horrific stories almost as horrific as mine. Teases me, but never like he's laughing at me.

"Fuuuck." The word was muffled by the pillow. "Give me a second. Be a good girl and don't move."
I didn't move. But he felt so large and foreign inside me, I needed to test the stretch and the limits of him, find out where he ended and I began. So I clenched around him, and that was all it took.
"Fuck, sweetheart, you can't—"

"I can give you both," he said after a kiss to her cheekbone. "Let me give you both." She exhaled when his fingers finally began circling her clit, panted and gasped, open-mouthed, throwing back her head into the crease of his neck. "Good girl," he whispered as she shuddered against him, and then, in her ear: "Take it."

"A fair bit. We're not Nolan Sawyer level, or anything—"
"Mallory Greenleaf level, you mean?"
😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Cameo de otro libro de Ali✨

What if he took her out for drinks to discuss the merits of high-pressure processing versus thermal techniques, and his fingers brushed against hers across the table?
What if he did her laundry to silently thank her for some of the best sex of his life?
What if he tied her up, fucked her ass, and made her like it?

"Fair warning: if you don't stop pushing me, I'm going to bend you over this bench and show you exactly what I'm into."

She turned his way, and he could only stare.
It was her.
Rue.
Naked.
Eli's cock got so hard, so suddenly, he was sure it was all over for him.
He was her servant. Anything she wanted, Eli would do it. He had to slide his hands behind his back, trap them between himself and the wall, just to stop himself from touching and gripping and taking.

"It's unsettling when you do that," I said softly.
He turned away, chest heaving. "I'm sorry." His Adam's apple moved. "I forget to look at other things, when you're around."❤️❤️❤️❤️
"I'm sure I do the same." I feel it, too.
He huffed out a silent laugh. "Has this happened to you before?"
I shook my head.