(WARNING THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+!!!!)

She was a gift
He was the owner.
And the ancient angel was going to stop at nothing to protect what was unquestionably his.
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Blurb: 

Using his large hands to hold her waist, he positioned himself at her entrance teasing her a little by rubbing himself against her. This action was intensely maddening for Bethel.

'Fuck just shove the whole thing in' Frustrated she thought to herself.

"Amica mea, just so you know, I don't think I can be any gentle as it is right now" The clueless immortal female blinked twice "I beg for your utmost forgiveness in the future my love" Bethel's eyes widened to great extents as she was finally able to soak in his words. But before she could utter a single word, it was too late.

The grim reaper thrust in with full force.

The Beautiful and the Damned

"Time out" I tried to catch my breath. 


"Time out" I repeated already lowering my myself to the ground. Right now, the floor was like heaven to me. 


From above me I saw Seker giving me an amused smile "We haven't even started Amica mea. That was just like a warm up" I gave him a glare. An intense glare. He had to be kidding me, he just had to be. 


"You call what we just did a warm up?" I was currently sweating like I have been in the desert for years without water. But Seker seemed more than perfectly okay, he hadn't even broken a sweat. How was that any fair? 


He nodded his head "Very much so yes" I seethed at him. 


"Oh don't give me that face Amica mea" he teased "Now get up. We are about to start the main act now" Stupid beautiful specimen of a god. 


You lucky b**ch