Bloody Kisses (OnGoing)

Bloody Kisses (OnGoing)

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CONTAINS SEXUAL LANGUAGE 18+ "We can't do this.." I moaned with small hefty breaths leaving my trembling lips. I felt the masculine hands swiftly caressing my breasts and cupping them as though they are a treasure. "It is too late now, Alyssa." I heard Nash, the man who was my biggest enemy whisper in my right ear. I could feel his warmth breath against my hot skin, leaving me covered with goosebumps. "Na-Nash..st-stop.." I stammered, trying to find the right words to get out of this situation. My eyes rolled up when I felt Nash's hot and wet tongue rolling on my rock hard nipples. I could feel as if a strong electricity shot up my spine. "Now, my Rose, stop isn't the safeword. Use the safeword if you really want me to stop, or, I'll take it as you are enjoying this." I looked down and saw Nash's dark iries staring at my hot ones. All of a sudden, I could feel a sharp pain shot to my left n*pple. "Ahn!" I moaned in pain, then saw how Nash was biting onto my n*pple. "This was quite a nice response to a punishment," Nash grazed his teeth to my now swollen n*pple. "Come on, my Rose, say you want it. Your whole body isn't denying it." His rough fingers trailed from between my breasts to my stomach then when he reached near my panties, he started drawing circles on it. His sensual touches made me squirm, unknowingly, I arched my back. My eyes closed to the pleasure slowly building up inside me igniting a fire. "Nash..please. Let me have you.." I moaned softly, my voice came into a whisper which I didn't recognise. "That's my good girl, Alyssa," The Brent and Leaoth families have been sworn enemies ages ago. These 2 families are the most frightening family gangs in the country. They only want one thing- to destroy their enemy and to be the sole ruler of the country. Being the 1st born children of each families, Alyssa Brent and Nash Leaoth, are now the leader of their gangs and are set to destroy one the other, however, fate apparently had other plans for them.
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My breath hitched as Jayce's hand wrapped around my throat, his touch firm but not tight, just enough to send a pulse of heat through my veins. He leaned in close, his body a wall of heat, his dark eyes burning into mine with a fury I couldn't look away from. "You keep pushing me, Ford," he growled, his voice low and rough, vibrating through me. "One of us is going to snap." I forced myself to meet his gaze, smirking even as my pulse quickened, trying to ignore the way his hand made everything feel too close. "Maybe I'm not the one who should be careful." His thumb brushed my skin, sending a shiver down my spine, and I could feel his restraint slipping, his focus flickering to my lips. I held my breath, my body thrumming with anticipation. "Careful," he murmured, his voice low and deadly, sending a warning I could practically taste. "I don't stop once I start." I lifted my chin slightly, locking my eyes with his. "Then don't." _ _ _ Zoe Ford, the sharp-tongued daughter of LA's top police chief, has always lived under the weight of her family's legacy. Raised by her detective brother while her father hunted criminals, she's no stranger to chaos-but nothing could prepare her for Jayce Calaway. When a duffle bag mix-up puts her in the path of the city's most feared gang leader, Zoe's defiance ignites a deadly game of cat and mouse. Jayce rules with no mercy, but Zoe refuses to back down, setting the stage for a collision of fire and ice. Hate. Betrayal. Bloodshed. This is WANTED.

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