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The Stormlords: Part 13 by Ravon Silvius
“This is it. Your home for the next few years. Nice, isn’t it?”
Rowen wondered if Kristoff really believed that. He certaintly didn’t sound very convinced. But to Rowen, the wooden house nestled against a rock face and surrounded by trees looked like heaven. The place was enormous, spanning two entire floors, something he had never seen before.
Innocence & Carnality: Part 17 by Mann Ramblings
Rother ghosted his lips across mine. He licked along the seam of my mouth—a brief taste—and pulled back, urging me up onto the bed. The heated glint in his eye grew bright as his gaze raked over me. When he crawled like some animal into the bed, I swear he growled. As he laid down, pressing his larger frame along mine, he looked past me to the nightstand.
“Samantha has done her job well. I may have to give her a raise.”
Curious, I rolled over to find the nightstand covered with various objects.
Evans Woodworking: Chapter 21 by Jim Dunaway
“In the end, after they were all gang-raped, they were beaten to death.”
“I wish that would happen,” Jordan said.
“I don’t.” Everyone turned stunned looks on Ethan.
“What did you just say?” Alicia asked, not believing what she just heard.
“I don’t want them beaten to death. That would be taking the easy way out. I want them to suffer, just like I did,” Ethan said, bitterly. “I just wish I could go back in time and never meet Patrick.”
“There were some good times, weren’t there?” Alicia prompted.
“Looking back, I can see what a bastard he really was.”
Let Me In, Chapter 28 By Carol Pedroso
Cade woke first and just laid there watching Louis sleep. The need to mark and claim his mate was riding him hard. But, he wanted to make it special and romantic. A persons first time should be slow and loving.
“I can feel you thinking you know,” Louis’ amused voice came to him. His beloved turned, draped his arm over Cade’s chest and tangled their legs together. “Gottcha.” Lois grinned triumphantly.
“So, what are you going to do to this big, bad, wolf?” Cade teased, snapping his teeth playfully near Louis’ face.
He froze when Louis tripped his head offering his neck.
The Adored One: Chapter 11 by Kazy Reed
The voice was as dark and frightening as anything I’d ever heard. The black fog enclosed me and bound my arms to my sides. My blood chilled and I struggled to get away from the ghost.
“I’m no ghost.”
Apparently it could hear my thoughts. The amorphous mist formed into a half-man, half-animal and my heart stopped. His nose crinkled when he sniffed at me. Slimy lips split to show four fangs in an otherwise empty mouth. I gagged on the putrid smell of blood on his breath. He had bumpy, black and red skin like a hellish frog.
Rose and Thorne #9 (2.5) by Julie Lynn Hayes
We began to move together in the rhythm of our familiar dance. Every nerve ending I possessed thrummed with pleasure. I was never so complete as when Ethan and I were joined, I never felt as whole. It wasn’t like I was incomplete without him, or considered myself less of a person, but when we were together, we were one.
I reached for my aching cock and began to stroke it, the need to come so strong I could taste it. He gently wrapped his hand around mine and pumped along with me, mirroring his powerful thrusts inside me.
I opened my eyes, but all I could see was a haze of gray.
My right arm burned, as if it was stabbed by a billion pins and needles. It took me a moment to realize I had a metal cuff around my wrist, which was connected by a heavy linked chain to a plate in the concrete floor.
I was laying on said floor, which was freezing cold. I could feel the dampness of the concrete had saturated my clothing, and I shivered violently.
The smell of mildew permeated the air, along with something that was familiar, but not quite right.
Ben stared at Evin. It had been six years since they’d broken up, and Evin was actually the last boyfriend Ben had. Not that he’d been celibate—he was a healthy male in his 20s during medical school after all—but he’d been way too busy for more than casual relationships and flings when he wasn’t cramming for tests or doing intern scut work.
“What?” he said, when he saw Ben’s lips move. He blinked and focused.