(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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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

Seker rolled his eyes in disbelief “You, I’ll get back to you once I’m finished” The fire goddess couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. She felt a bit of semi-happiness in her. 


Cyrus took that opportunity to send a short wave and a smile her way, Bethel almost choked out a small laugh. Luckily for her, she managed to hold it in. Seker was mad at her already, she wouldn’t want it to get worse. Randuff who was standing a good distance close to the god of war smacked him on the back of his head lightly, trying to tell him that if he wanted to keep on living a peaceful life, he would avoid doing anything to piss off their already pissed off brother. 


Cyrus pouted as he massaged the back of his head. Bethel and the other female couldn’t stop themselves from grinning at this. 


Why should I?