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Dark (Harry Styles)

Dark (Harry Styles)

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Mon, Mar 10, 201412h 2m
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Harry Styles
*ALL CREDIT GOES TO HAN-RAWR* "Stop." I weakly pleaded. I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. His plump lips came down to my ear once again. "I don't think so, Baby. We're gunna have some fun." I shivered at his words. Harry frightened me, but this time my fear caused me to lash out. He withdrew slightly before my hand made contact with his face. It was clearly unexpected from the expression of anger commandeering his tight features. His left cheek was branded with a pink tinge before aggressively gripping hold of my forearms. "I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." He smirked "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.
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This is not my story. It was written by H28/Hannah. I am only posting it on here so I can read it while im on my phone cause its a whole lot easier. So if you do read it please give all the love for this amazayn story to her and not me cause I repet IT IS NOT MINE!!!!!! "I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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