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Chapter 138: Gizzard Out
T.C. WolféThe last part of Chapter 137 was edited so some initial context of Chapter 138 was missing. Though the two chapters were just filled with steamy scenes. So enjoy!!!
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[3rd POV—Damon]Damon watches Cara sleeps in his arms. The fact that she was snoring softly and appearing calm gave the impression that she was having a pleasant dream rather than one of the terrifying nightmares that had been tormenting her sleep for some time after the traumatic event. That there were no monsters chasing to touch her.The air was thick with the stale smell of after-sex, their naked bodies were entangled in a comfortable way, and both of their breathing was in perfect harmony. She was sprawled atop him, her breasts squished on his ribs. The side of her cheek pressed to his chest just above where his heart softly pounding. As though it was the last sound she was listening to that lulled her to sleep.Damon carefully cleared the golden tresses veiling on her beautiful face, his index trailing the fine bridge of her nose. Her eyes fluttered from his touch as though, even though, through her sleep, she could still recognize him. He stilled for a moment when she stirred,
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[Cara]I was fidgeting my fingers as I stared at myself in the mirror, unable to contain my raging nerves and needles pricking at my throat, making it hard to swallow.Damon assures me that everything is going to be fine, but is it going to be?He invited Salvatore Servantes to his home, or should I say his penthouse. Yes, we haven't been back to his glass mansion or he lets me go with my mom when she says she's going back home. He didn't even allow me to return to my condo.It's only the two of us, but it will be soon that Salvatore comes ringing the doorbells.Damon is true to his words when he says he will let this guy who ordered to kill Henry come over and dine with us.Perforation rigged into my large almond eyes as my gaze traveled down to my chest, to tiny scars above the swell of my breasts, and disappeared underneath my bra. The tip of my fingers unconsciously brushes over the small lump of a scar on my side. Mentally counting the stitches and cursing Burson’s soul to rot in
Midnight Phantom Chapter 141: Served in a Silver Platter
[Cara]I felt comfortable and confident with the dress I chose. It was a tight-fitted tube with a chromatic effect that changes hues when the light hits it. Though I topped it up with a white pea coat, covering Damon’s bite marks was glowing in brilliant red on the skin on my shoulders.My make was already done, and I just let my hair hang in its natural curls, cascading down to my waist, then paired it with black Louboutin shoes with rhinestones lining around the pointed heels.I was staring at my reflection in the mirror for one final glance as I eased my nerves. Just then, the doorbell chimes, and the raging dread fire starts again and coils in my gut.Damon says it's going to be fine, and I trust him. However, I am not worried about this man, but rather the information he brings us. A knock came through the door on cue, and Damon’s voice followed. “Cara, my love.”It’s going to be fine. I tell myself and take a deep breath. Traipsing across the room and opening the door.“I’m don
Midnight Phantom Chapter 142: It’s Done
[Cara]He was frantic and disoriented from having the sack on his head. He lists too much and fights the bonds on his wrist.“Get them out of here and make sure their mouths are sealed before I will,” Damon instructed a few of the armed men to get the catering crew out of here. His threats are resolute, and I'm sure as hell that if one of them squeaks, that would be the very last sound they make.A shudder ran down my spine, but it wasn't for the horrible thought of what Damon might do to the poor catering crews, but mainly to the man’s hysterical blue eyes glued on me. A momentary surprise registered on his face upon seeing me, but then he was back wrestling with his binds.The vivid anger in me burns the back of my throat, seeing my father's face as well as the one responsible for his death. He tries to talk, but the gag on his mouth shuts him up. Salvatore unceremoniously rips the fabric off his mouth and grabs his head by the hair.“C-Cara?” He sputtered, recovering his breath.“
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[Damon] ***Ten years later...*** I run my thumb over her lips the slides my fingers into her hairline, gripping her close as much as I can while she moves on top of me, grinding and taking me inside her.God, I love this woman with all my heart. It fucking hurts like I am going to explode.Right inside her.Her back arches, and her hair falls down her spine as she rides me, and I lean back on my elbow, holding her hip.Fuck, baby. I groan.“God, Damon,” Cara whimpers, her knees on my side trembling.She digs her nails into my shoulders and comes in, kissing me, her taste and heat making my fucking head spin. This was the second time in six hours. She, climbing on top of me and stirring me awake at the crack of dawn just ten minutes ago.How easily I stir for her, though. My beautiful wife.Ten years.A decade has passed since that night.Yet, I still couldn't believe the vision I had with her had now come true.We are now living in a two-story house. A picket white fence and a centen
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[Cara] I wanted to push him but my strength was too little compared to his. Transferring both my wrists into one hand, only to free the other to run up my thigh and skimmed along the bottom of my panty until it reached the hem. A moan immediately betrayed me as his knuckles accidentally touched my cl*t. He interpreted that as an invitation, plunging his expert tongue into my mouth, slithering inside my cavities, and taking dominance.He flicked my panty aside and rubbed my already soaking p*ssy with the pad of his thumb. I moaned loudly inside his mouth—this time with pleasure as he rubs me faster while he's kissing me harder.When his mouth leaves mine, I let out a scream of protest, but it is swiftly followed by another euphoric moan as his mouth tracks down the rest of my body, first to my throat, then to my collarbone, sucking the soft flesh on the juncture of my shoulders and finally, to the two ample mounds on my chest. I grasp his hair as soon as he lets go of my hands. While
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[Cara]He told me I already know him, but the more I wrack my brain into remembering his physique, the more mystified I am as to who the hell he is. Certainly, I would never forget something so hot as him. Like, who the hell would? He caught my hand before I could even get the chance to remove his mask, telling me to go to sleep right after kissing me on the forehead. He then vanished. Disappearing into the darkness.Hell, how could I sleep peacefully right after what he did?That sucker left me gaping and definitely still dripping with undeniable arousal—worse yet, sexually frustrated naked on my bed. I spent hours touching myself with my toys and smelling the shirt he left behind like a creep to ease my release.I’m still mad. At him and mostly to myself. I woke up this morning confused, but then his shirt lays underneath my blanket along with my toys confirming everything was real. That’s when my blood runs cold and my heart pumps wilder. What if he was indeed a murderer and a
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