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Heart of Darkness

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

JasmineJosef · Fantasia
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277 Chs

Hunger

Roxana was left in utter bliss. This was a new height of pleasure and she had thought it couldn't get better than the last one. She was wrong and now she wondered what the next one would be like. Her head swayed, still drowning in pleasure. 

Then her gaze returned to the wall. Now she could see his great wings, spreading out from his back as he rested on his stomach beside her, still breathing as heavily as she was. 

"Your wings. Why can I only see them in the shadows?" 

"I am hiding them. They take too much place." 

"I want to see them again," she said. 

He turned on one side to face her when she suddenly felt something feathery beneath her. It was his wing, covering the entire side of the bed and more. It was so soft, the best bed she lay in. A heaven on earth. She turned to touch it, feeling the dark feathers under her palm. Alexander closed his eyes. 

"Do you feel that?" She asked. 

"Yes."