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“Ralph…” she hoarsely mumbled twisting in his arms. Her bladder was full and she needed to release. But with his tight grip over her small torso, she was afraid if she’d be able to control it. When she didn’t felt him moving an inch, she nervously placed her palm on his cheek and patted ever so gently as if he was a breakable glass. “Ralph?” His light stubble rough yet tingly under her palm. Rara looked at him for a long minute. Always left mesmerised and entrapped by the long lashes and a unusual calmness on his face—something she never imagined seeing. So this monster was capable of looking this gentle under the moon. Unable to tear her eyes away from him, she hungrily licked her lips. Ralph, he was the man who ignited something inside of her that she had never felt before. It was an undisclosed secret, but deep down, she knew she always felt something for him – it was a mixture of fear and something more profound, an undeniable attraction. The kind of forbidden intimacy that left
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Rara was startled when she was on a private airline waiting for them. Her breathing scampered when Ralph effortlessly picked her up in his arms. She gasped. “Ralph!” “The ground’s slippery. I’m afraid you might slip and die.” Rara glared at him. The pavement was cemented. There hardly seemed any sign of water. She could perfectly walk on her own. She huffed realising how much of her he could control. His large hands squeezed her tightly through the flowy flowery dress. She could feel his palms pressed under the bareness of her knees, slowly sneakily his fingers teasing the back of her thighs. Rara unconsciously tightened her hold on his neck. “Stop.” Rara's senses heightened as she felt an electric current course through her body, ignited by the points of contact with his. The mere flick of his warm breath against her cheek set her soul ablaze, sparking miniature flames that danced within her.The wide view of fields seemed more bewitching than hearing his slow and deep breathing.
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We silently crossed the Seine as the city emerged from the darkness of night. With no traffic, the driver proceeded to drive through the middle of the street, and nearby stood The Eiffel Tower, resembling a metallic skeleton reaching upwards into a sky that was quickly turning blue. Typically, a morning like this would be foggy or at least misty, but contrary to how I felt, it seemed determined to be an idealistic day in Paris, as if it was straight out of a storybook, albeit lacking any shared glances between two people.Ever since the moment we landed in Paris, I noticed a shift in Alexei’s mood. He was more distant submerged in his thoughts I tried not to glance his way cause whenever our eyes met, he was avoiding my gaze. Ralph's hand on my thigh burned like lava as he looked outside. The driver approached a multi-storey hotel.The red neon sign gleamed as the car stopped. Alexei surprised her with many things today. The pills and the little freedom he let me have for some time.
Their Wife Chapter-66
“Rara...” My name was a rough exhale on his lips as his thumb grazed across my aching nipple. “You are so beautiful, little mouse... far beyond my wildest dreams.” The playfulness in his voice shifted to a much darker lure of lust. Like a blazing inferno, his fervent words left an indelible mark on my soul, igniting a fire deep within me — though simultaneously triggering a symphony of cautionary alarms within my mind. It was as though we were embarking on the pinnacle of an ardent romance, until his knee delicately nestled between my trembling legs, momentarily dispelling the hazy enchantment that surrounded us. Reality crashed upon me, dousing the flames of desire with a chilling wave of horror.What was I doing? How could I find any pleasure in this situation? Enduring a monster's touch silently for the sake of a higher purpose was one thing, but desiring them, allowing them to behave as if we were in a romantic relationship, was disturbing and completely irrational. Despite being
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Fuck. Cars. And fuck more. It was supposed to be the motto of my life. A cheesy slogan people go by nowadays. What do they call it? Yes. Aesthetic. My aesthetic was supposed to be a carefree playboy—fucking everything walking. Fuck. I was well aware and needlessly proud of my looks. I’d fuck myself too if I could. However, as I looked into Rara's dark eyes, I realized that I didn't know who I was anymore. Amidst the confusing mix of emotions, I saw the diminishing hatred and felt my fantasies fading away. The lies I had told myself were dispelled as the truth became clear in the harsh light. Although her body responded to me, we were still enemies, with mutual enmity. Even though her touch aroused desire in me, there was a violent undertone and my need for her was darker than anything I had experienced. It was not just about having sex with her; I wanted to shatter her, to seek revenge on her delicate flesh.She was the victim of her father’s deeds. And so was I. Alexei and Ralph.
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She might try to resist us, but she couldn’t resist the attraction. “That’s it, Schmetterling, just relax...” I blew cool air across her clit and was rewarded with a soft moan before her thighs tense again. She was trying to resist, to reject the pleasure, but I already had my palm in place, preventing her from crushing my head between her legs. She was breathing hard now, her hands tightening in my hair as I resumed sucking on her clit, and I pushed two fingers into her tight, wet opening, curving them inside her until I felt the soft, spongy wall of her G-spot. Her pussy clamped tight, quivering around my fingers, and her hips arched off the bed as I intensify my sucking. She was close, I could sense it. My heart was thumping heavily in my chest, my breathing coming fast as the ache in my balls grew unbearable, but I restrained myself until I was certain she was on the verge. Then, and only then, I gave in to my desire. Pulling my fingers out, I moved up, covering her with my body
Their Wife Chapter-67
The insistent rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, gently nudging me out of my slumber. An inviting aroma wafted through the air. The intoxicating smell of freshly brewed coffee mingled harmoniously with the irresistible scent of flavoured bread—tartine was it? Confusedly, I opened my heavy lids and realized I was in an unfamiliar room. Trying to make sense of the situation, memories from the previous night flooded my thoughts, causing me to groan and hide beneath the blanket.Of course, it’d be an unknown room. I wasn’t back to where my husbands had kept me captive. We were in Paris. Surrounded by people. After a moment of contemplating, I ultimately mustered up the inner strength to rise from my slumbered state and start on my morning routine. It was an unequivocal truth the man responsible for my father's death had once again infiltrated my thoughts, emotions, and body the previous night, pushing me to the brink of pleasure-induced release. Yet, despite the uneasy intents
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We finally arrived at the venue, and an unexpected sight greeted us - a fervent and bustling crowd of reporters and media personnel eagerly engulfed us, their cameras flashing incessantly. The sheer extent of this unexpected uproar caught me completely off guard, leaving me momentarily stunned and bewildered. It was then I realised Alexei was the benefactor responsible for supervising the very organization. I changed into another knee-length A-line dress with a small bow on the collar. It was white and with black Lacey embroidery but I felt simply underdressed as I saw several rich people entering the venue. I didn’t know the race was such a big deal. The flashes of the camera nearly blinded me even in broad daylight. Women couldn't help but be captivated by his mere presence. His captivating gaze could make their hearts skip a beat, leaving them swooning in his wake. I bet even one or two fainted. Men couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and envy when they laid eyes on him.
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