(Penelope)“Dominic, I beg you,” I gasped sharply as my mate Dominic thrust into me hard. Each movement sent spasms of pleasure through my body, but something was missing. Love. “Please—just one kiss—”He rammed deeper, making me cry out. Sweat dripped from his jaw onto my breasts. It felt so good, but the physical connection felt empty, devoid of any tenderness or passion. Just raw, angry mating we both enjoyed.“A kiss?” he asked contemptuously. “You think you deserve that?”I stared up at the ceiling, tears sliding down my temples. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he continued his relentless pace, making me pant.“It was an accident,” I whispered brokenly. “He didn’t mean it. He proved it before he died—”“Your adoptive father,” he spat venomously, “murdered Isabella in cold blood. His death changes nothing.”His fingers dug into my flesh as he increased his pace. The burning between my legs intensified until I thought I would split apart. Stars burst behind my eye
Last Updated : 2025-02-25 Read more