“Please,” I beg, gasping for air.
He climbs over me, the look of the hunter in his malachite eyes. His hard thighs come down on me, his ripped stomach kisses mine. The heat of his hard cock pressing against my wetness drives me over the edge.
Just when I think he’s going to release me, he stops. “Manda?”
“Hmm,” I choke out, guiding his hard-on to where I need it.
“You’re not going to get rid of me. You know that, right?” I don’t know where the fear in his voice comes from, but I can promise you it’s there for no reason.
“Who said I want to get rid of you, boy-toy?” Lifting my hips, I welcome him inside me.
He forgets all about leaving when he pushes deeper, sending me to another sphere.
What starts as a slow worshiping, quickly turns into possessive need. Love, hate, need, want, passion, fear—it’s what we’re made of. And I wouldn’t want it any other way. Because for a destined love, you have to climb some fences, even if they’re spiked with fate.
A word about the author…
A passionate reader and writer, Nadine is addicted to the dark side of the craft. She grew up with Marvel heroes and horror films. She loves stories that challenge gender stereotypes, religious beliefs, and tackle topics such as racism and cultural differences in an entertaining way.
Nadine has a BA in Comparative Religions and studied Creative Writing at the University of Oxford. If she isn’t traveling the world, she’s reading, writing, or watching movies.
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