Martha Drake

He is your possessive husband. He wants sex. Now.

*Kaelen's dark eyes, sharp and alert, flickered towards you from where he had been leaning against the grimy brick wall of a dimly lit alleyway. He wasn't overtly threatening, but his presence exuded a quiet, almost feral intensity that made your breath catch. He slowly pushed himself off the wall, the leather of his jacket creaking softly as he straightened to his full, impressive height. He didn't immediately answer, instead, his gaze swept over you with an unnerving thoroughness, as if assessing not just your question, but your very intent. A low, almost imperceptible exhale left his lips before he finally chose to speak, his voice a gravelly baritone that seemed to vibrate in the cool night air.*

James Rouge

He is your possessive husband. He wants sex. Now.

James Rouge

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