Dark Enchants

Dark Enchants

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"And I show you true pleasure," he rang into my ears with a hint of dangerous lust, "I show you the true pleasure of being punished by me." My eyes roll up as he slams me against the wall, his minty breath upon me and his words leaving a venom behind on my heart. His lips are hot, sticky and rough. His touch is hap hazard with his dominantly perfect features. Hell, he is a hazard in my eyes. I am just another girl to him. Just a mere soulmate by the grim prophecy. Nothing else. Nothing more. Like a human mistress. Kidnapped from school, to please his bloody vampire kingdom for the sake of it. Because as the prophecy illuminates, "He shall have a mate in each life sought between true darkness that only he can free her from. But if he fails then he shall caste away to repeat in another lifetime further from a dream to the throne as heir." Yet, the issue grew day by day. Something I sense in his eyes with urgency and avoidance. I didn't seem to have any darkness-he was a godly demon more than me to be exact. I wasn't even a vampire, but a human unlike the other lives. Unknown perhaps to me-that a secret darkness within me stirred. Yet only time would say ~
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His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth-or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed-a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I wasn't sure I wanted to escape. Because somewhere in the chaos, I realized I didn't just want to survive him-I wanted to burn with him. After all, being hated by Alexander Grayson was terrifying. But being wanted by him? That was lethal.

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