I wonder what disgusts you more, the fact that I’m a demon, or the fact that when I touch you, it doesn’t matter.
Larissa IoneForgive me-he mumbled against her lips. Please. Forgive me for what I'm going to do to you. ~Shade
Larissa IoneBesides, there wasn’t a breed of succubi out there that didn’t steal something. Whether it was your seed, your soul, your life-force, or your heart, they sucked something out of you and rarely gave back. Sin definitely did not strike him as the giving kind.
Larissa IoneHis voice was low and rough … “What about you? Do you like bad boys?” “There’s definitely appeal,” she breathed. “Good,” He bent and clipped her earlobe with his teeth … “Because they don’t come badder than me.
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