(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

Bethel was currently taking a shower. I mean of course why wouldn't she? When she had all sorts of sticky fluid all over her body, they were even in places they ought not to be. 


She turned away from the shower and faced the mirror. She observed just how ravished she looked. Her cheeks were flushed, bite marks could be found on several spots on her body and her little friend down there was as sore as you could possibly think. But even with all this, she smiled as she recalled the night she had just spent with Seker. 


Turning back to face the shower, she began to rub soap all over her body. She moaned when her fingers rubbed against her nipple. She rose a brow. 


"What the fuck, why am I feeling exuberant again?" She mumbled to herself. Suddenly feeling eyes on her she turned. 


"You missed a spot" Sekers smooth voice echoed in the bathroom. 


Te amo