Ivory Rosewood is an 18 years old college student, ever so ambitious for what the future holds but saw her world crashing when life starts revealing itself in an unforeseen manner.
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I used to know him like the back of my hand, but this is uncalled for.
"Why? You are enjoying this, are not you?" He says effortlessly swinging me away from the edge, pulling us closer.
I try to ignore my surfacing desires for him for a very long time but that was until he spots his mate, that too on our first date. I couldn't let him go!
"If I kiss you now would you let me?" He ask and I said yes knowing what I am getting myself into.
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...my finger tracing art that is his face and pauses when it reaches his plump warm lips. I jiggle my thumb inside to feel the wet, soft texture. He opens his mouth and bites the pad of my thumb firmly. His hand is slithering its way up my legs, inside my oversized shorts. I shift my hips and he chuckles, "want something?"
I step on my toes to take his mouth in mine and his fingers brushes my aching spot, "Zackhh!" I moan near his lips. This scared me, in a thrilling way. His fingers are opening my folds, "dripping wet!" He curses near my lips, his fingers roaming in the darkness between my legs with no care of the world. My greediness pushes me back, against the tree and I loosen my thighs open, he steps in-between, his fingers following suit, "Angh!" My legs quiver when I feel his finger slide inside.
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Of course I had to meet my mate that same night, when we return to pack house and Issac's scent was all over me leaving no room for excuses.
It all went downhill from there!
[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT]
I tried getting out of his hold, but he had more strength in his finger than I had in my body. He flipped me over until my back was touching his broad muscled front. "Leave me, Ares," I pleaded.
He wrapped his arms around me, holding me down as he squeezed me tight against him. His nose buried in my neck, inhaling my scent. It turned me on and I cursed my traitorous body for reacting this way.
"You still wear that same perfume, the day I first met you." He ran his tongue on my neck.
"Babe, since the first time I landed in this country, I knew I had to end you." And just like that I believed him.
His eyes stormed liked twin hurricane about make landfall. He seemed like a perfect gentleman until his sinister lips made me ache with pleasure. I thought I would never meet him again, but fate had different plans for me.
* SUITABLE FOR 18 + OR TEENAGERS WITH OPEN MINDS *
cover by IvvyKy