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Smutt, angst, fluff, Long chapters, bwwm🤎✨
Feed me," she commanded softly, her smoky voice dripping with an effortless dominance.
Jared smiled, a low, dangerous rumble in his chest.
He reached into the container, but instead of a cherry, his fingers dipped deep into the jar of golden honey. He brought his hand back, his index finger glistening with the thick, sticky sweetness.
He leaned over her, his massive frame casting a long shadow across her body. He didn't put the honey in her mouth. Slowly, deliberately, he brought his finger down to her chest, dragging the golden line across the rich, dark curve of her left breast, circling the dark halo of her Areola before leaving a heavy drop right on the tip of her hard, sensitive nipple.
Lyn gasped, her lower abdomen instantly contracting with a fierce, liquid heat as the contrast of the cool honey and his burning touch hit her nervous system.
"Jared," she warned, her breath turning shallow
You wanted to be fed," he murmured, his blue eyes dark as he dipped his hand back into the jar, trailing another golden line down the center of her stomach, past her navel, stopping just above the glistening lips between her thighs.
"But baby I'm a starving men"
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Alana John is a twenty-four-year-old spiritual worker and tarot shop owner navigating the world with Dissociative Identity Disorder. Inside her Hectic mind are her alters, the analytical but stable Marcus and the defensive and reckless Lyn.
Jared Vance is the twenty eight year old widowed heir to the multi-billion-dollar Vance Logistics empire. He is huge, protective and deeply misunderstood.
But can they survive Marriage, kids, and the doubts that live in their minds, or is that too much for two shattered souls?