She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

The King's Harem is actively under construction!! If you happen to be reading it currently and things are making less sense than usual that is why! Lady Allayna wanted to be an artist. She had big dreams to travel the world and use her travels as inspiration for her work. She had it all planned out...until her father came to her one night to inform her she was to enter the king's harem. With her dreams dashed she decided to try and enjoy her new life in the harem. The harem is filled with beautiful men that Allayna can't help but feel attraction for them. The problem is the men in the harem along with the king are not too fond of women. EXPLICIT CONTENT WARNING- This story contains sexual situations and themes that might offend some readers. Please proceed with caution. Recommended for those 18 and up.

"𝘽𝙤𝙨𝙨, 𝙬𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢." 𝙁𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤, 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙛 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙮. "𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚." 𝙄 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚. "𝙔𝙚𝙨, 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨." 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨. "𝙒𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚?" 𝙄 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙.

TW: mature content , sexual content , mild BDSM Blake and Venus have worked together for years but after a fateful night at the office , their relationship is being tested. Will they remain professional or will they become something more . Read to find out more

He was fulfilling a contract, what happens when he decides she belongs to him after he lays eyes on her? His need for her becomes a deadly thing day by day, as he demands her obedience but seems to get non from his little young angel that he keeps captive, until she bends to his dark impulses once and for all. But does everything go to plan? Is he able to protect his most prized possession when the time is right? Or do they both fall in the darkest hole yet? do they survive both survive in his criminal world or does one die a fateful death? Do they manage to get out alive or not? Please read on my readers Detailed murders out to know if it triggers anything! Underage teen/adult Language! Lots of sex! Mature content so read at your own risk!!!

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

"Hey-" the attractive man began to yell as he climbed out of his car. He assumed the woman would see his face and know who he was. But there was no recognition. The stranger didn't know that she almost got hit by Cooper Grant. When he saw her face his mind went blank, his previous sentence forgotten. This poor stranger that almost got run over by his car, was absolutely beautiful. She looked so scared standing in the middle of the road in her little pink dress. To his dismay the cars behind them started to honk their horns and the girl seemed to snap out of her shock. "Sorry!" the scared young woman shouted back sheepishly before running across the road to the safety of the sidewalk. Cooper had to find out who she was. _______________________ Cooper Grant is the leader of the most infamous gang in LA. He is cruel and heartless, his satisfaction is the only thing he cares about. He meets Natalie and becomes obsessed with her. He takes her from her normal life and brings her into his world of pain and danger. GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND SEX Cover Pic by DevilishWritings

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