Working for a gorgeous, straight cold-hearted boss has its ups and downs, being able to see the God of s*x and beauty wearing suits that he fills perfectly with his perfect body, and drive us, mortals insane, it's a blessing and a curse. A torture in Heaven. " Mr. Greco … I’m very tempted to kiss you. And I’m doing my best to keep my hands to myself and not … do things. Go, because I can’t. " I plead for him to go, hoping that he'll stay ... f**k, s**t, damn, motherfucker! " Do what? " He pushes, making my hard as a rock d**k leak precum like a motherfucker, and my hands to turn into fists, my nails digging in my palm, trying to get a little control over my actions. " f**k, Mr. Greco … unbutton your pants and gently stroke you while I kiss you ... then most probably I’m gonna fall to my knees and beg for you to f**k my mouth hard and fast, choke me with your big d**k while you come down my gagging throat. Now ... if you don’t want that to happen, go. " I explain, or better yet, fantasize with my eyes open while I admire how his pupils get bigger with every word I say until there's no blue left. There's only black. Only desire. Only lust.
When Daemon turns 20 years old,he finds out why he never had a connection with his inner wolf. And that is because his guardian is Apollo Lykaios,the God of Wolves,and now he doesn't know if it's a curse or a blessing. He's always been special,stronger and more beautiful than others. The only one with pure golden fur. He's been a womanizer,but that all ends when he finds his mate. His perfect life of a college student and soon to be Alpha,turns upside down,and fills with panic as he realizes that his mate is a man.
“Kid, stop fooling around or I’ll report you!” “What? You can’t handle a horny teenager by yourself?” He rolls his eyes in desperation and sighs loudly in frustration, making me chuckle. He’s sweet. “You got that right. A horny teenager! I f**k men! And I f**k them hard. I don’t f**k horny teenagers. You couldn’t handle me, baby boy, I would break you. So go find another horny teenager and play with your dicks.” “I have to agree to disagree. I may be a ‘baby boy’, but baby boys are the best. And let me tell you why. You can teach me everything from scratch, just how you like it. Besides, I’m a very good student and I promise that I’ll work extra hours, Mr. Bourne,” I said in a husky, sensual voice, and he clenches his jaw, and a glance of desire flashed in his eyes. That’s the spirit!
The last time I was in New Jersey was ten years ago, when I caught the love of my life and my best friend, my sister, in the same bed, and since then, I did everything I could to avoid the doomed city and the people that ruined my heart. But sometimes, things don't work out like you want and prayers are not always listened to because being in New Jersey two days before Christmas was the last thing I wanted. Or so I thought. But there was someone that thought otherwise. A pair of cerulean green eyes that belonged to what I can only assume was a celestial being, guided me right in the middle of my worst nightmare, forcing me to face the two people I never wished to see again. Do wishes come true? Or better yet, do we truly know what we wish for? I didn't, but someone else did.
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