Touch of Hate Read Online J.L. Beck, Cassandra Hallman

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Dark, Forbidden, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: ,
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Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
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They took everything from me, but they can’t take this. She belongs to me. She always will. “My angel.” She whispers an affirmation, and my already racing heart threatens to burst as pride and love create a dangerously potent mixture.

I take pity on her nipples, instead closing one hand around her throat to hold her head in place while sliding the other over her slim stomach, coming to a stop at her pussy.

“My pussy,” I grunt, slapping the slick, swollen lips until she moans in agreement.

Not that she has a choice. I warned her, after all. There’s no going back now that I’ve claimed her. She is more fully mine with every touch and every kiss, our souls winding together until I lose sight of where she ends and I begin.

A cry of pure lust that only grows louder when my fingers work deep into her greedy cunt escapes her lips. My hungry, dirty little angel. I smile against her neck, satisfied and even proud of what my touch can do.

Her muscles pulse, drawing me deeper while I prepare her for my cock. It’s almost too easy to break down her defenses and make her desperate for everything I’m so ready to offer.

“What do you think? Can you take another one?”

Before she can answer, I add a third finger, stretching her tight channel.

“Oh god, Ren.” I tighten my grip on her throat, cutting off anything else she wanted to say. My hand moves in a blur, faster and faster, knuckles slamming against her taint until she goes stiff, muscles clenching tight enough to hold my fingers deep inside her. There is no escaping the pleasure I’ll give her.

“That’s right,” I rasp in her ear, my dick dripping cum at the sight, sound, and feel of the orgasm rocking her body and soul. “Come for me so I can reward you with my cock.” There’s never been anything as beautiful as the symphony her body creates, and I am the maestro.

She’s still coming down when I roll her onto her stomach, too limp to offer any resistance. Not that it would matter if she tried.

I’m too far gone. This is only going to end in one way, and that’s with my cock buried eight inches deep inside her.

Her luminous skin glows beneath my hands as I take her full hips and pull them back, baring her ass and pussy to me. Mine, all mine, the rarest treasure. She’s still trembling, muscles pulsing and sending sweet nectar dripping from her hole. I run the swollen head of my cock through it, causing both of us to groan.

Fuck me.

Her cunt drips arousal that coats her thighs. Somehow, I always knew it would be this way between us. Gripping one hip with bruising force, I use my other hand to guide myself inside. I slip just the head into her, watching as her tightness swallows me whole. The sight is enough to make me come right then and there, but I don’t.

“Ren,” she whimpers, and I smile, pressing forward and slamming myself deep inside her. My hips press against her ass, and my balls slap her clit.

“Oh, yes…” Her moan is nearly lost to the pillow beneath her, leaving me to take her shoulders and pull her up. Every day we’re together, she’ll bear my mark on her skin and soul.

“On your hands and knees.” I want to hear every word that escapes her pretty pink lips. I need to touch every inch of flesh to remind me she is here, that she is mine. I start to roam her back and shoulders, my fingers leaving a trail against her trembling body before I circle around the front and cup her tits in my hands. Perfect size and weight.

Her nipples are as hard as diamonds, further proof of her arousal. I’ll never get enough of every part of her. My hunger is endless, more all-consuming with every breath, with every twitch of the muscles gripping my cock.

Only when the pressure eases do I trust myself to move, pulling back just far enough to slam forward again. Again. My teeth grind, and my breath comes in short, hot bursts with each sure stroke. The blood pumps in my ears. Jesus. It’s still not enough. Her skin, her moans, the unbearable pleasure of burying myself balls deep in her heat. It isn’t enough. I need more. I need all of her. I release her tits and trail a hand over her hip, and bring my other hand to her backside. My gaze lingers on her pretty puckered ass.

Mine. The beast inside me roars.

Scarlet flinches, gasping at the unprecedented pressure at her asshole.

“Relax,” I grunt, slamming myself home while gently playing with her virgin hole. I’ll never hurt her, but I can’t promise she won’t have a little pain with her pleasure. “Let me show you how good it can feel.”


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