Alena Nadimian

What happens when the man you are to spend the right of your life with is the spawn of Satan himself? Torture, pain, loss. Could you forgive and forget? Or will your destiny taunt you forever? 


This book contains;

•Torture
•Consensual/Non-Consensual sex scenes
•Suicide 
•Explicit scenes
•Strong language
•BDSM

DEEP-END

Watching my bride attentively, I knew it was only matter of days, weeks or months before she became fully mine.

Playing with her sensitive nub, I watched her arch her back as she moaned out in pleasure, the more I thrusted my tongue and finger into her, the more her body sang to the rhythm of my thrusts. I had come to learn her body all too well and she knew there was very little she could do to fight off my merciless intentions of making her writhe in pleasure before me.

/"Don’t come for me unless I tell you to./"

I whispered against her thighs, watching her nod her head in agreement as she bit down another moan that was soon to escape her throat.

Pushing her sensitive buttons, I knew she was close but I also knew she wouldn’t come unless I gave her permission to which made things all the more exciting, just as her legs began to shake and her panting became more excessive, I whispered against her sensitive spot.

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