The Darkest Hour: ( Dark Enemies-to-Lovers) by Taylor Rose & Kenya Wright

Author:Taylor Rose & Kenya Wright [Rose, Taylor & Wright, Kenya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-09-13T00:00:00+00:00

The Edge of Desire

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His hand brushed against the small of my back, a light, almost teasing touch that made my skin prickle with desire.

I could feel his breath on the back of my neck.

Warm.

Steady.

A shiver ran down my spine.

I found my voice. “What now, Havoc?”

“You are starting to smell different.”

“I’m not.”

“You are. . .your very. . .body chemistry is shifting. Twisting.”

My mind spun as I tried to predict his next move, tried to brace myself for whatever was coming. But no matter how hard I tried, I knew I was at Havoc’s mercy, caught in his web with no clear way out.

And that terrified me more than anything else.

Havoc got behind me, but didn’t place the knife along my back. “Was that so bad?”

“You clearly enjoyed it.”

“You have no idea. I almost stuffed you with my cock, but that will come later. You still need time.”

“I would need more than that.”

“Oh really?”

“Yes. The only way I plan on cumming on this island, is when I stroke my pussy to your dead body next to me.”

To my shock, a dark groan left him. “Now, you’re speaking my love language.”

I bit my bottom lip.

“I saw you looking at my cock.” His finger touched the center of my back.

I tensed.

“Did you want it?” He traced a slow path down to my ass where he cupped and squeezed it with that huge hand.

Against my will, a surge of heat pooled in my core, and. . .I could not deny the arousal stirring within me.

All I could wonder was why. . .

Why did he turn me on so much?

Why could I not focus on getting away from him?

Havoc came closer, pressing his hard length into my ass. “Can you imagine my cock moving inside you, thrusting in your wet pussy?”

I didn’t respond, didn’t trust myself to speak without my voice betraying the chaotic emotions swirling inside me. Because even though my mind buzzed with a storm of thoughts—anger, shame, and the burning need for revenge.

Beneath it all, there was something else, something darker that I didn’t want to acknowledge—a small, warped part of me that was beginning to take pleasure from Havoc’s power over me, his utter dominating control.

And that scared me more than anything.

He rubbed his cock against me one more time.

Next, the menacing knife appeared in the center of my back too.

I stiffened.

My skin prickled with goosebumps.

“Hmmm.” He pressed the cold blade against my skin, and it was a silent, yet explicit threat intricately woven into an intimate touch. “This is hard, my sexy wildcat.”

I swallowed. “What is. . .hard?”

“I can now smell your lust.”

I trembled. “How. . .does it smell?”

“You already had this perfumed alure of orange spice dripping over new leather, but now. . .mixed with your lust. . .well. . .it is like. . .”

I swallowed again.

“It’s as if someone plucked a ripe, juicy orange straight from this special spiced tree, and they pressed their fingers into the orange’s skin, thrusting those tips deep into the sweet fruit. . .”

My nipples ached, and I couldn’t tell the logical part of my brain why it was happening.

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