“She also felt herself wincing every time she moved. Her hips were bruised purple and marred with deep red cuts, blood trailing down her legs. She liked the wounds, though. He desired her so intensely he had crushed her in… — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
“Careful, Belle. If you get me too excited I might tear into you again. I don’t want to do that again. Not yet.” — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
“He wanted to consume her, devour her, possess her completely. He needed to own her gorgeous, pure flesh. He yearned to slice her skin,… — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
“He wanted to be sure she was alright. “Are you hurt?” he asked. A wave of affection flowed through her. She felt better than… — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
“She also felt herself wincing every time she moved. Her hips were bruised purple and marred with deep red cuts, blood trailing down her… — Jessica Satin Copy Share Image
