Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167671 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 838(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“You’ve got guts, twig, I admit. But you seriously don’t know what you signed up for … so let me show you how depraved I can get. Maybe then you’ll regret stealing from me.”
The flicker of fear in those deep brown eyes makes me rock hard.
Then she bites down on my finger.
My nostril twitches, and I push my finger deeper into her mouth, savoring the pain.
“You wanted a taste? Here. Taste my fucking blood, thief. You won’t get another chance.”
She spits out my finger and yells, “You’re fucked up.”
I laugh. Loudly. Wildly.
What else should I do when someone tells me the obvious?
“You thought I didn’t know?” The look of terror on her face gets me going. “The only one here who didn’t was you, apparently. But you’re about to find out how truly fucked up I can get.”
I pull my fingers away from her teeth and slowly wrap them around her neck one by one, watching her struggle to suck in the oxygen like a fish out of water. I choke her until she practically begs me with her eyes to give her the life she’s so desperately trying to hold on to.
Sometimes, maybe one second of the day, I wish I wasn’t such a fucked-up lunatic who enjoys the pain of others. But then that one second passes, and I’m back to my crazed self. I don’t give a fucking care in the world what anyone thinks about that, and especially not this girl.
“Are you going to be a good little thief or a bad one?” I growl. “Nod if you’ll behave.”
She moves her head up and down, and I release the pressure just enough to allow her to gasp.
God, that fucking sound makes my dick twitch.
“Good girl,” Heath groans, clearly enjoying this by the size of the bulge in his pants.
“Already rewarding her for good behavior?” I say. “And we haven’t even started toying with her yet.”
“Gotta give her some motivation,” he retorts, wriggling his brows.
I like how his brain works.
I put my knife against her chest and push it into her shirt. “Now … how much were you willing to give me again?”
RIP!
I cut through the fabric with ease, exposing her tits to the dark of the night and our wild eyes. And fuck me, they are small and pointy, just how I like them.
“Nice tits, twig,” I groan.
“Fuck you,” she growls.
I stick the pointy end of the knife into her chest, right between those pretty tits.
“You always this foulmouthed to the person holding the knife?”
She makes a face. “You won’t kill me.”
A filthy grin spreads on my cheeks. “How are you so sure of yourself?”
“Because you took the deal,” Heath interjects.
I narrow my eyes at him. He’s not supposed to take her side.
“Do what you want,” she says, averting her eyes. “I don’t care.”
So easy to throw away her body like it means nothing to her … I wonder why.
“You.” I point my knife at her face. “Eyes on me.”
“Fuck y—”
She stops the second I grip her nipple and twist, swallowing down the scream she really, really wants to let out.
“Give me your scream, little thief.”
When she doesn’t react, I lean over and cover her nipple with my mouth instead, lavishing it with licks and nibbles until she’s squirming beneath me.
“See? You know how it works. Now let me hear.” I bite down.
A squeal follows, and it makes my cock nearly break through my pants.
Fuck me.
This is what I live for, what I’d literally kill for.
“That’s our good girl.” Heath leans over to lick her other nipple like he’s enjoying a lollypop.
“Had enough yet?” she asks.
I lean sideways so she can see me. “You think this is it? We’ve only just started.”
I lower myself down her body until I’m right between her legs, which I force apart.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“You thought you could steal from me without giving me something in return?” I slide the knife down her belly and into her pants. “I’ll take, and take, and take from you and use your body as I see fit until you have nothing left to give, and even then …” A dirty grin spreads on my face. “I’ll take more.”
POP!
“Until every last inch of your body belongs to me.”
I tear away the button that keeps her pants together, and in one swift yank, I have them down her thighs. Pussy never fails to excite me, but this one right here … this is what I’ll fucking savor.
“Don’t claim her all for yourself,” Heath groans, rubbing himself right through his pants.
“You can have her mouth … this pussy is mine.”
I cut through the fabric of her panties and rip them off, watching her face begin to glow with heat. She jerks on the belt around her wrist, but it’s no use. Heath is right there to keep her in place.