Tragedy brought me to them, love made me stay. Constatine Walker & Elias Diaz They were my light and I was their solace. Apart we were dull, but together we were extraordinary. ------------ "What happened?" He finally asked. I didn't know what to say. I didn't want them to know even though I'm sure they've already speculated. I'd let them think what they wanted because I couldn't bare to say it out loud, I wanted to leave that behind me. Elias soft lips caressed my thigh as if trying to sooth the pain. My breathing hitched as his tongue slid along my skin, further up my thigh, to the top of the bruise. Once he was finished mending me, he leaned up to grab around my ribs and I winced. "Is there more?" He asked leaning me back slightly. I don't know why but I didn't stop him when he slowly slid my top up my stomach to expose yet another bruise. Maybe it's because I already knew what he was going to do and I wanted it. My head flung back as his warm wet mouth covered my skin, tasting me, arousing me into delirium. My skin burned in his wake, begging for one more kiss as he returned to my thigh. "Does his lips feel good?" Con asked in my ear. I nodded my head in response, unable to force the words out. "Do you want to know what my lips feel like?" He asked.

In which two sworn enemies somehow end up on top of the world... and on top of each other. ∞ WARNING: This story contains vulgar language and sexual content. Read at your own risk. The Dominant's Challenge. Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. A/N- At some point or another, I will edit this messy messy novel

Identical twin sisters, Riley and Reia Morgan, couldn't be more different. Riley loves living a freespirited lifestyle, moving from job to job on a whim, choosing a different path at the drop of a hat, and enjoying casual relationships with men. Her only responsibility in life, is taking care of herself. Precisely how she wants it. Her sister Reia, on the other hand, has risen to success in her job, found the love of her life, and settled down. Now a wife and a mother, she tries to let her sister see what her happy go lucky lifestyle is missing. But when tragedy strikes, life is thrown in the air, and Riley's true path and purpose is found in the most unexpected way.

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