Subjective

Subjective

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 17, 2021
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Fantasy
Isla has been dreading this day for a year, the marriage to a man she has never met. The rumor of his cruelty is known far and wide, but things often aren't what they seem. As the consummation approaches, Isla must decide to give the entirety of herself to her new husband or wallow in her own self-pity. ~**~ James' tongue teased her desperate mouth, staying just far enough away for her to sample what was to come. Her tongue slid out to meet his, only for him to pull away, much to Isla's torment. Isla had always considered herself a patient woman, but right now, at this moment, she wanted to flip him onto his back and take what she craved. Instead, Isla wove her free hand into his silver hair, forcing him deeper into her greedy mouth. His left hand circled her throat, gripping tight enough to make his point, yet not enough to leave a mark on her skin. A sharp inhale left his clenched teeth as he pulled back. "No, no, Dove. I plan on taking my time with you." He tsked, sending a shiver down Isla's spine. Gods above, she had never felt such longing before, such a desperate need for someone. Would this be her days now, locked in his embrace? She could only hope.
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"I don't have a heart . " he said leaning away from her touch . her light was too overwhelming for the darkness inside his very soul . he was the true meaning of evil . he murdered his own brothers , slaughtered his very father and killed his mother what other evil could exist other than him ? yet his broken and battered soul needed some one to tell him he wasn't as evil as people thought he was . he needed to a light for his dark sinful soul. she stared at him . she knew he doesn't have a heart .she knew of his atrocities , she knew of his darkness , yet her soul wasn't as clean either . wherever she went she knew that path would always lead back to him . for some reason the darkness in his soul comforted her ." neither do I " "what are you doing" he looked up at her eyes and smiled "what do you think " his kiss landed again on her neck and she shuddered as a wave of pleasure hit her " get away from me " she said sounding unsure of her self gods she sounded pathetic . he chuckled and continued kissing her body , adoring it with his unholy touches , she struggled to keep her mind where it should be but her attempt was failing his touch gods his touch was sedative and she needed it . she sucked in air when his mouth landed on her nipples "vermol" she moaned . he continued sucking , touching and she kept moaning then he said"tell me to stop Regina if you don't I won't be able to" she knew she should the words were on her lips but the question was did she want him to stop?. dear readers this story is rated mature . it is my second story after a long time pls if you notice any mistakes pls correct me . just have fun and be sure to comment. oh and one more thing take care of your heart cos u may fall in love

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