a dark, luscious room.
drugged and taken with me is here, too.
come to see as a brother.
voice coming through the speakers, telling us we’ve both been chosen to die.
everything we’re told to do.
watch us. They want to be entertained. As she says, “I want to see you
we f*ck, or die.
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me, the most delicious, hardest length I’ve ever felt presses into my mound. I
want to rock against it.
silence remains. No noise. It isn’t allowed.
this one drop as it gathers at the center of my forehead. Becomes bigger.
sound as it hits the floor causes my breathing to stutter and skin to prickle
with goose bumps.
heated flesh beneath his fingertips. It hurts, but the pain is replaced by a
yearning so strong that I whimper in his lap.
head back. A harsh tug—I’m in his control—forces my eyes to his. Hooded dark
blue eyes look at me with concern, but behind their depths I see another
something darker from within. It grows—chokes us, because behind it all we were
meant to end up like this. My body at his hands. In his control.
I need even as my mind fights the sins I have laid bare to his eyes.
my core and onto his boxers.
cock is against my hip. He’s hard. Jerks against me when I gyrate against his
tightens. The hand kneading my ass cheek spreads me open to look at my
depravity. At what his own hands have caused.
this game is doing to me. The evidence, slick and inviting, is on his lap.
it appears, things change, become more.
panties, but without her standing up. Be creative, and there will be a reward.”
fingers that a minute ago exposed me to his eyes, now hold my panties in his
grip. He doesn’t wait for a reply. A tug
follows his question, the sound of fabric stretching meets my ears, and I nod.
from the rough treatment. The sole sounds in the room are his harsh breathing
and mine. Loud exertion, but at the same time desperate for more.
voice commands and we follow. It asks and we accept our fate.
Craves him. My Noah.
accept our fate.
Either we fuck each other, or we die.
Taken is an extremely dark and twisty ride. The tone is set in the first page of the book. Ivy and Noah have been taken. Whomever kidnapped them is forcing them to have sex. They have had feelings for each other so it makes for great tension as the story goes along.
Did I mention that Taken was a truly dark read? I think I did. There is a lot to this story. It is fast paced. It is scary. You go through one roller coaster ride with your emotions throughout the story. I’m not sure how I feel about some of the scenes, but the authors have such talent, that you can’t but help be involved 100 percent in this story. Book 2 is coming out soon. I can’t wait to see how this story ends.
the epitome of a Floridian and if she could live in her beloved flip-flops, she
art—whether it was dancing to island rhythms, or painting with any medium she
could get her hands on. Her first taste of writing came to her during her fifth
grade year when her class was prompted to participate in the D. A. R. E.
Program and write an essay on what they’d learned.
hours of pleasure. It wasn’t until she stumbled upon fanfiction that her thirst
to write overtook her world. She now resides in Central Florida with her
husband and son, spending all her down time letting her creativity flow and
letting her characters grow.
Allure Series, the Need Series with K.I. Lynn, and many others. At the age of
three, due to an odd fascination with studying her mother’s handwriting, she
began to read and write. By the time she’d reached kindergarten, she had an
extensive vocabulary and her obsession with words began to bleed into every
aspect of her life.
York rush and arguing with her characters every ten minutes or so, all in the
hopes of one day getting them under control.