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Wicked Cravings (The Phoenix Pack #2) The Demon Awakens (The DemonWars Saga #1)

Did you get rid of all the zombies? Max asked.

Another strike and my c**k jerked with delirium. This was what was missing in my life. This deliciousness. This supremacy. I’d never hit so hard. Only two strikes and already blood blisters formed.Tess’s fingernails dug into my calf, but she didn’t make a sound. Her entire body locked into place, feeling like she’d transformed into a diamond rather than blood and bone.

Every Last Kiss ( The Bloodstone Saga #1)

This time across the top of her ass. My mouth filled with eagerness to lick at the tiny crimson droplet welling from the strike. Her white skin turned into a criss-cross of pink and red.With a fingertip, I rubbed the blood across her flesh in a smear of rust.Her whimper did two things to me—shattered my black-riddled heart and hurtled me faster into hell.

Nothing Lasts Forever

My headache latched onto my nervous system making me hot and jittery and sick. I wanted to throw up.The monster had grown from whisperer to commander. I had no way of halting. Hitting her wasn’t enough. I needed to mark her everywhere. Her ass had been claimed. It was time for other places.

Tossing the belt away, I pushed her off my legs onto the carpet. She landed on all fours, her breathing ragged, face mottled with emotion. She refused to meet my eyes. Her lips were parted, panting hard, matching my out of breath breathing.

Stalking to the side table where a red candle rested, I scooped up the lighter beside it and lit the wick. The flame burned bright, hurting the backs of my eyes.We didn’t move as if terrified we’d break the moment. Our souls were stripped bare and free for the briefest of moments.

Q’s pale eyes darkened, hiding his vulnerability. He ran the whip through his strong fingers once again.I trembled in the bindings waiting for the next strike, dreading it, wanting it, craving it.

Tied (Tangled #4)

Jusqu'où tu me laisserais aller? How far would you let me go? He murmured so low, I barely heard him.My heart stopped beating, and I came up blank. I couldn’t answer his question. I didn’t know my boundaries; I didn’t want to put limits on learning how to coexist, and I definitely didn’t want to show the depth of fear I had that Q would eventually go too far and kill me.

Q’s eyes met mine. He let the hand holding the whip fall to his side. He rolled his shoulders, and my skin sprinkled with goose-bumps. The air crackled with sudden energy.Q bowed his head, staring at me from under his darkened brow. I understand why you won’t respond, esclave. I don’t have an answer either.

I gulped as he took one step closer, obliterating the small distance between us, bringing his heat and proximity to scald my skin.His free hand cupped my throat over the strap while his h*ps pressed against mine hard and quick. You didn’t struggle when I cut off your oxygen before. Why?

I shook my head, trying to pry free, but his fingers stiffened, holding me just as firmly as the leather across my limbs. Q breathed hard, never looking away from my eyes. The pale green faded as his pupils dilated in pleasure. You let me decide how far to go, he whispered, amazement in his tone.His fingers tightened around my neck, hurting the already bruised column of muscle. My heart raced and bucked as more adrenaline exploded fast and swift, arcing in my blood. But I refused to beg to be released or for Q to be careful. This was a battle he had to win with himself.

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