Beholden33

[Mature Content: No rape.]

"What do you know about love?" She asked, her lips thinning as his grip tightened around her neck.

"What do you know about hate, Sunshine?" He countered, his voice low and laden with intensity.

"What do you want from me?" She gasped, her eyes flickering with a mix of fear and defiance.

"Everything..." His breath was heavy against her skin as he drew closer, his lips finding hers with a softness that belied the intensity of his words. "I want you, your stubborn soul, your closed heart... I want to be by your side.... wreaking havoc on this miserable world just to have you, my desire."

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Death. An entity as old as time itself, feared and revered in equal measure.

Sirius. Feared as though he were the devil incarnate, his name synonymous with danger and madness. Yet, against all odds, he fell deeply in love with a mere human.

Gwyneth, a woman whose every life had been marked by pain and loss. Each of her husbands meeting a tragic end at Sirius's hands.

Never did Gwyneth expect to reclaim the memories of her past life, vowing to avoid any entanglements that might bind her to another tragic fate. But when Sirius enters her life, determined to claim her as his own, she finds herself unable to escape his relentless pursuit.

The Reaper's Desire

Gwyneth's face flushed, her lips quivering as they brushed against his. Her body responded to the passion in his words, her very being absorbing them like a flame that spread quickly, igniting her mind, heart, and soul.

He meant those words.... and that realization was both frightening and exhilarating.

Suddenly, he captured her lower lip between his teeth, eliciting a startled gasp that escaped her lips.

His lips curled into a sly smile as he sucked slowly, his breathing quickening before slipping his tongue into her slightly opened mouth.

Gwyneth's throat released a soft whimper. But he did not hold back. He sank his tongue into her mouth, thrilling every crevice of her lips and tongue, before she could even catch her breath.

Her mind went blank, her body quivered with vulnerability, and she succumbed to the waves of desire, her soft moans harmonizing with his passionate, hungry kiss.

Is that a confession?