One with You

Who do you think monsters marry, you stupid bitch?” I walked back to her. “Pretty little breakable girls? Or other monsters?” I pushed up into her face. “You got the fairy tale right. But Gideon’s the beauty. I’m the beast.

It’s said that actions speak louder than words,” he went on, “but we still need words. We need to speak and we need to be heard.

You’ve changed my life, Eva. And you did the impossible: you transformed me. I like who I am now. I never thought that would happen.

YOU THINK GIDEON’S SCARY? Wait ’til you get a load of me.

He stared at me. "You have a sexual fantasy in which I'm a virgin?".

He engulfed me, his body so much bigger and harder. I felt safe in his embrace, cherished and protected. Nothing could touch or hurt me when he was holding me. I wanted him to feel that same sense of security with me. I needed him to know he could drop his guard, take a breath, and I could protect us both. I

I was happiest when I was alone with her. She revitalized me, made me anticipate living in a way I never had before. I

I feel for you man. Put a ring on it and bam, the legs slam shut.

Who do you think monsters marry, you stupid bitch?” I walked back to her. “Pretty little breakable girls? Or other monsters?

Would the day ever come when I would see her and not feel the earth shift beneath my feet? She

When I married your daughter, I accepted full responsibility for both her and her happiness. If there are consequences to be faced, I have no problem facing them.” His

That was why we were going to get past this and every other hurdle we faced: We would always meet each other halfway. She

I love your control. It turns me on." He caught my fingers in his teeth, then released them. "I know." "But when you lose it..." I sighed, remembering. "It drives me crazy to know I can do that to you, that you want me that much.

She reached for another piece of bacon, then handed it to me. True love.

murmured, reminding me of the time I’d sung the Sara Bareilles anthem

Angel, if you’re not missing the feel of my cock inside you, I need to step it up, not hold back.

God, Eva. Your cunt loves my cock.” Reaching for the headboard, Gideon stretched over me, my legs trapped between us. Fully exposed and tilted back for his pleasure, I was helpless to do more than watch as he straightened his hips and sank the last few inches of his penis into me. The sound that left me was a harsh wail, the pleasure so intense it hurt. Distantly, I heard Gideon curse, felt his powerful body shudder. “You good?” he bit out, his teeth grinding. I tried to catch my breath, my lungs expanding as much as they were able. “Eva.” He growled my name. “Are. You. Good?” Unable to speak, I reached for his hips, my fingers catching in his boxer briefs. I had a moment to think how hot that was, that he hadn’t bothered to undress either one of

Then he started fucking, his hips pistoning in a relentless tempo, his long thick cock plunging and withdrawing from root to tip in rapid-fire thrusts. Supporting his weight entirely with his arms and the tips of his toes, he powered into me, his rigid penis nailing me straight into the mattress. I came so hard my vision went black, my body seized with pleasure so intense I was locked in it, suspended in the powerful waves of erotic sensation. I was inundated by the ferocious surge of my climax. My skin tingled from head to toe. Gideon paused on a downstroke, grinding into me, giving my body the steely length of his penis to grasp. My sex spasmed ecstatically around that delicious hardness, gripping him hungrily. “Fuck,” Gideon bit out, “you’re milking my dick so hard.” I shook violently, fighting to breathe. The moment I sagged into the mattress, replete, Gideon pulled his cock out of my trembling slit and left the bed. Bereft, I lifted a hand to him. “Where are you going?” “Hang on.” He shoved his boxer briefs all the way off. He was still hard, his cock rising high and proud, slick from my orgasm—but I wasn’t wet with his. “You didn’t come.” I was too languid to help when he stripped me of my underwear. Sliding a hand beneath my back, he lifted me and whipped my shirt over my head. His

I pushed up into her face. “You got the fairy tale right. But Gideon’s the beauty. I’m the beast.

Gideon had killed Nathan to protect me. Clancy had made sure Gideon would never pay for it.

Well, for what it’s worth, celibacy looks good on you.” He snorted. “Because I’ve put on a few pounds? Happens. You eat, because you crave the endorphins you’re not getting with an orgasm, and you get less exercise, because you’re not practicing any mattress gymnastics.” “Cary.” I laughed. “Look at you, baby girl. You’re all tight and toned from Marathon Man Cross over there.

It shouldn't have to be said, " Arash went on, "but when confronted by crazy, Do Not Engage.

I want someone who knows everything to be standing with me when you come down the aisle. I don't want there to be any pretense. Not for something this important. When we face each other and say our vows again, I need that to be ... real.

I’ll see you at five, ace.” “Not a minute later,” he ordered gruffly. I laughed despite myself, infatuated with every rough-edged facet of him. “Or what?” Pulling back, he gave me a look that made my toes curl. “Or I come get you.

Let’s be clear. There was no us.” My smartphone chimed with a text from Raúl, letting me know that he was nearly at the Crossfire with Eva. I moved to the coatrack. “You wanted to fuck and I fucked you. If you wanted me, well … I’m not responsible for your exaggerated expectations.

There aren't words to tell you what you mean to me. But I hope that when you see this ring on your hand, you'll remember that you shine as brightly as diamonds in my life and you're infinitely more precious

You don't have any problem with reality. You face it head on and tackle that bitch to the ground.

Let the world talk and spread lies. We knew what we had. It didnt need to be qualified, justified or expressed.

​I was his weakness, when all I wanted was to be his strength

I would never share him that way, I was to possessive. And he would never share even a glimpse of me because he was too protective.