Rejecting Royalty

Rejecting Royalty

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His grip on my neck tightened. I tried clawing at his neck. The veins down his neck were now pulsing, hot anger burning through his eyes. My vision started blurring. I vaguely remember his face staring at mine, his black eyes murderous. "Shut. The. Hell. Up!" He yelled. I felt someone stab my heart repeatedly, whether metaphorically or literally I couldn't tell. "Even if I were to have one of all people it would not be you. You are weak and pathetic! You will never be good enough!" He yelled. And I decided that that was a perfect time to black out. ~-~ He stopped me before I could walk past him. "What are you-" I started to ask but got cut off by a warm hungry pair of lips. "Mmpph!" I started protesting but stopped when his lips trailed down to my neck. Just being with him brought me so much pleasure and desire at the same time how was that possible? I arched my back trying to possibly get more of this sensation as he started leaving bites on my neck. He bit down near my collar bone which made my stifled moan escape. I glanced at him and when I noticed his eyes turned pitch black, I knew what was going to happened. He had waited so long for this and now, he was going to get what he wanted no matter what. "You will never leave me. You belong to me." He growled and sunk his canines in my neck. I saw darkness. ~-~ Double life Fake identity Fake look Fake friends Fake personality One mate
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{BOOK1} I open my eyes to a dark room as my senses slowly crept in. This isn't a pillow! Pillow don't have abs or heartbeats. My head snuggled into a chest, legs tangled up and strong muscular arms wrapped around me protectively. I yelp and struggled against a vice grip that didn't even budge. " Let go of me y-you y-ou beast. " That's all I could come up with? My treacherous body has no urgency to fight against our captor. I wiggle my body and prayed for some sort of adrenaline rush while cursing and calling him every bad word I know. Which regrettably isn't a lot. In a swift move, he's between my legs and my dress yanks up to my hips. His warm shirtless tone body smashes into mine and pinned my arms above my head. I felt a slight panic so I wiggle and squirm even more yelling at him. He groans low in this throat and flexed his hips. "OH" I seize my action immediately when I felt his solid hard erection nudge me, sending all sort of confusing sensations throughout my body. I gasp. " I told you to stop moving." He teased. I can't see his face but I can still feel his intense smug gaze on me. " Get off of me you. you. you-" " Bastard?" He helps. " Yes, bastard!" Can't even come up with your own insult Silver. I scold myself. " When I imagine you writhing beneath me you're moaning and screaming my name..." His lips brush my cheek. Oh god " while that sweet wet tight pussy of your's contract around my dick as I thrust deep inside of you." His hoarse deep voice filled with so much passion, lust and desire. I swear if I wasn't lying down I would be on the floor. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.

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