Whirlwind

"What secrets are you hiding my love?" His mouth pressed against my earlobe, his arms around my waist, tugging me closer.



My mind was blank. I couldn't think of anything. It was like every cell in my body was rejecting the idea of any movement or thought. He leans back and looks into my eyes, "Don't worry my love, I plan on extracting every little secret from those pretty pink lips of yours. I want to see you in pain, covered in blood. I want you to beg for me to kill you.



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It was a whirlwind of emotions. A whirlwind of experiences. Life, death, betrayal, loyalties, hate and.. Love.



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Smut warning!

Strong use of language!

This could and probably would be considered romance too but it falls more under fantasy.