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Zsadist.... If you have read even ONE book from the Black Dagger Brotherhood by J.R. Ward you know who I am talking about. So today my boyfriend will be Zsadist (and hopefully Wrath and Rhage will have no problem sharing my bed)
WARNING EXPLICIT PICTURES AHEAD.
Oh the angst! My heart What I wouldn't do to have my own Zsadist! Le sigh.Zsadist, son of Aghony, is the scarred, menacing Brother. Taken as an infant from his family, he's forced into blood slavery until his twin, Phury, rescues him a century later. He was described as being "ruined, not broken" by all who knew him prior to meeting the beautiful aristocratic vampire Bella. The softening of this tortured warrior's heart in told in Lover Awakened. He is now Bella's mated Hellren and has an infant daughter, Nalla. His eyes, once as black as death, have regained the same gold-yellow color of his twin's, reflecting the tremendous change in him.
Fear and gratitude and something altogether warm squeezed her chest. On impulse, she leaned in and kissed him on the lips.
He jerked back with a hiss, eyes wider than if she'd slapped him.
Oh, hell. Why had she done that? "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I-"
"No, it's cool. We're cool." He rolled onto his back and lifted his hand to his mouth. His fingers rubbed back and forth across his lips, like he was wiping her off him.
When she sighed good and hard, he said, "What's the matter?"
"Am I so distasteful?"
He dropped his arm. "No."
What a lie. "Maybe I'll get you a washcloth, how about that?"
When she would have shot out of bed, his hand clamped on her arm. "That was my first kiss, okay? I just didn't expect it."
Bella stopped breathing.
Feeling as if he were breaking some kind of law, he took the finger that had been running circles around Bella's nipple and poked at the erection. It was stiff, so it moved right back into place.
He closed his eyes and, with a wince, captured the arousal in his palm. When he stroked it he was surprised at how the soft skin slid over the hard core. And the sensations were weird. Not unpleasant, really. Actually, they kind of reminded him of being inside of Bella, only not that good. Not by a long shot.
God, he was such a sissy. Afraid of his own... dick. Cock? Penis? What the hell should he call it? What did normal males call themselves? Okay, George wasn't an option. But somehow referring to it as... it, just didn't seem right anymore.
I have said it before but trust me, it's very HARD to find the perfect model to portrait the brothers. Like with Wrath and Rhage, I had to do allot of googling and tumbling to find the perfect Z. But finally I settled for Parker Hurley.Go ahead and google him ladies, he is absolutely UNF!