Freya Rose Series(#1-4)

I asked

t they stopped when she was around six years old. They then suddenly came back just

to myself, why didn't Freya tell me about these fi

rself out another glass, she hovered the bottle over my glass that was still half full o

es or so. When she wakes up, she won't remember a damn thing," she said as she shrugged her shoulders, then downed her second drink.

nd exhaled. I picked up my drink and down it. Eleanor took the glasses and bottle, placed t

t of my face. I can't believe that I just got away with that. If she wak

stairs. I quickly raced out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her

replied sounding

she frantically pushed outfits aside just like she was doing when I first arrived less than a few hours ago. I wanted to walk over to her and put my hands around her waist, sweep her long mousy brown hair over her shoulders, and bury

self from doing what he, and I, both dreamed of. Our dream was to

have been together for nearly two years now, and I have never been so weak, ne

t few months it had been getting stronger, and even more alluring.

s hooks into me, and I couldn't escape it. I glided one of my hands around her waist then swept

her. I must tell her our secret. This is getting too dangerous. I need to

ng. I Panicked and tried to pull away, but she let out the sw

ed out breathlessly as I ran my

ng fate, but I couldn't resist her anymore. Her scent was driving us crazy and I was bar

grip,

self-control that I had, not to rip her towel off and take her right then and there. I tried to pull my head away a

woman? You don't realiz

them sweet, sweet moans of her

g to hurt her! I begged him,

then, she took it one step further and dragged her delicate little hand down my chest. My stomach twitched as her touch made its

and trying its best to burst right through my jeans. That was it, I'd finally lost all control and couldn't stop him from acting on our prima