White Rose by Gao Yang (ink book reader .TXT) 📕

To her shock, his member was a lot bigger than she had imagined it'd be. Oh dear! She grabbed his member, stroking it then to her risk, she put her mouth around his member.

He watched as she bobbed her head back and forth on his member, he pulled her hair back, twisting it. She then stopped and kissed her way back to connect with his lips; he caressed her torso and backed away.

He reached into his suit jacket, pulling a small package.

She walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his muscular body, compared to hers. He turned around to meet her eyes and her lips; she looked at him as his hands caressed her cheeks.

"You sure you want this?" He asked her as he kissed her. "I don't want to do something you're going to regret in the future." He leaned in for another kiss but she stopped him with her pointer finger right before his lips landed on hers.

"I want this." She moved the finger away and politely smiled. "And no I'm not going to regret this. It's just you and I right now." He leaned in and this time she didn't stop him, just letting continue his doing.

His hands went up her torso, wrapping around her small, fragile body. He kissed her neck as she breathed onto his neck, his kisses made her feel some type of way.

"Jump." He whispered into her ear and she did so.

He wrapped his arms around her hips, holding her up in his big and strong arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their lips were touching. He then walked over back to the bed and placed her on the sheets.

They both looked at each other as he slowly went inside of her; she closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip and inhaled sharply, holding in the pain. A moan escaped from her mouth even though she was doing everything she can to hide her pain.

He looked at her as her eyes met his; it broke his heart to see her in pain, but it was her first time. They both knew the result of it. "You okay?" She nodded. He leaned in and kissed her as he slowly went faster. He grabbed her hands, interlocking their fingers together and stretched her arms out on the bed. She groaned in excitement as he picked up the pace. "Colin. . ." He loved hearing her moan his name.

"Say my name." He gritted through his teeth. "Say it!" He was getting aggressive but was still in control.

"Yes, oh my god! Colin yes!" Hearing her moan was giving him the pleasure and motivation to go faster. "Colin!" She quietly screamed his name. He released their hands and her hands cupped his cheeks and pulled him in for a kiss; she moaned as they were still kissing.

"Isabella." He moaned her name as he was about cum. He moaned as she was about to too.

"Oh my god, Colin." She wrapped her arms around his neck as he released himself and caught himself.

He fell beside her and moved her into his arms. He held her in his arms and played with her hair, and kissed her forehead. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, cuddling in his arms.

"I wouldn't be lying if I said that was the best thing ever that ever happened to me tonight." She quietly uttered as he played with her hair. "Colin?"

"Hmm?" He said as she lifted up her head to look at him.

"I know I don't say it enough, but I do love you, very much." He smiled and she did the same.

"I love you too." He kissed her forehead and whispered. "My princess." She smiled and moved in closer into the warmth of his body. "You cold?" She nodded. "I got you baby girl." She was shocked to hear him call her baby girl, for the very first time.

And then soon enough they both slowly drifted off to sleep, in each other's arms.

"You already know who you're talking to, so don't even try me." Nate smirked sinisterly as Bryce walked past him; Nate stopped Bryce, pushing him back. "Just where do you think you're going?"

Bryce gave him a dirty look, glaring at him as his eye color changed from his innocent and sweet chocolate brown eyes to a fiery yellow color, expecting Nate to back off before he lost it. But to his surprise, Nate didn't flinch nor blink. He just stood there.

Nate chuckled as he wanted to laugh at Bryce's face. "Think you could scare me with your alter ego, vampire side? I highly doubt it. Any vampire that stood in my way, with just the grasp of my hand, I've already got their precious life in my hands." Nate took two small, baby steps towards Bryce.

Bryce didn't move from his position, yet he just stood there in the same spot. He wanted to go find Isabella, she just vanished from the ballroom. He was worried, desperately for her safety.

"Cat got your tongue?" Nate said as he clapped his hands loudly, echoing down the dark hallway outside of the ballroom, which was only lit by a small chandelier from round ceiling.

Bryce walked up to Nate and hissed as he pushed Nate off his balance. "I don't have to intimidate you with my vampirism, but you will be intimidated by the King's presence when he finds out that you've returned from your exile all those years ago."

Nate scoffed, the heels of his shoes clicked on fine glass floor as he circled back around to Bryce. "If he does find out . . ." He placed his hands in the pocket of his pants. "By the time he finds out, I'll already have his head ripped off his body and maybe already have staked his heart."

Bryce growled. "You may not be an official of the court anymore, but you cannot insult the King like that in front of me." He said as he grabbed the collar of Nate's black jacket. "You'll always be a werewolf who howls at the moon at night, but be careful who you howl to at night."

Nate chuckled evilly. "You mean, the young and beautiful Miss Isabella?" He smirked at the thought of her. "You know if she agreed, I'd be more than glad to show her."

Bryce hissed. "She's not yours, so stay away from her." He lets go of his collar and as Nate fixes his jacket, brushing it off back to its smooth form.

"I can do whatever the fuck I want if I please to do so. And that goes for the beautiful young mistress, Isabella, as well." Bryce growled as he grabbed Nate by the neck and pushed him to the wall.

Nate smirked as he laughed at Bryce. "What? You think I'm gonna do something bad to her?" Bryce didn't answer. "No wonder why she's lonely in the nighttime, because she doesn't have someone to keep her company."

Bryce squeezed his grip tighter around his neck. "I'm not some sick perverted person, like you, who would sexualize a woman's body and treat it like a toy."

"Oh come on, not even for one second?" Nate said as he looked into Bryce's eye. "She has a very unusual yet a special affection, and even during the little time I had with her, I can already smell the beauty of her virgin body. You know she already makes me want push her against the wall and fuck her fragile body, giving her the best of the best."

Bryce showed no emotion as he spoke. "Admit it Bryce, she gives the same feeling as well. You want to be able to push yourself inside of her fragile body." He grabbed his wrists and pushed him off of him. "You want her to scream your name while you thrust yourself inside her." He was getting under Bryce's skin. "Be a man for once, Bryce!"

"Shut up!" He chuckled as Bryce wanted him to shut up.

"Fine. Besides, I don't deal with people who don't know how to pleasure themselves." Nate said as he walked away down the dark hallway. "And don't think I don't know you saved her from the streets the other night when she ran away from her home."

"You stay away from her. She's got nothing to deal with you." Nate stopped in his tracks and turned around to look at Bryce. His eyes were still glowing with the bright yellow tone in his eyes.

"Actually in the short amount of time I've spent with her, I've known her well enough already; unlike you, you haven't even spend one minute with her to know her." Nate played with one of the rings around his fingers. "Also, she's not the girl you've known for the past few days."

Lies. I can see it all over his face. Bryce thought to himself as he leaned against the wall off to the side of hallway.

"What makes you think that I'm not relevant to her? You're the irrelevant one who wooed her in just a few short minutes. You don't even know her."

"Neither do you." Bryce stopped, lost in his words, not knowing what to say. He just scoffed frustratedly, not bothering Nate as he walked.

Speaking of Isabella, where is she? I hope she's in the ballroom. That bastard, stinking Nate Edwards thinking he's so confident and cocky.

Bryce walked down the dark hallway back to the ballroom. As he walked down the hall, he ran into a maid; he grabbed the maid and pulled her into one of the rooms of the hallway.

To her shock, Bryce pushed her onto a bed of the room. "My lord." She said nervously, as a maid, she couldn't do anything to protect herself. If she did, she would be punished.

"Get up!" Bryce shouted at the maid. She nervously stood up, keeping her head lowered. "What's your name?!" She flinched as he yelled at her.

"M-M-M--" Bryce growled.

"Quit your stammering before I rip your head off!" Bryce said as his hand collided with her cheek, making her fall to her knees. She whimpered as she held her cheek where he hit her; she was scared to say anything or do anything.

"Now let's try this one more time, what's your name?" He said more calmly but there was no sympathy in his voice.

"M-M-Mia..." The maid stuttered as he grabbed her arm. picking her up back to her feet.

"Mia . . . Aren't you Isabella's maid?" She kept her head lowered. "Look at me!" She flinched as she quietly responded.

"I dare not to." She said as she took one step back away from him.

"Look at me!" She slowly lifted up her head to look at Bryce, but not meeting his eyes. "When I say you look at me, you look at me in the eye!" He said as their eyes met. He scoffed in amusement.

"I'm afraid I've overlooked your beauty. You are in fact beautiful, I will not lie." He said as he began caressing her cheek, her eyes followed his