Total pages in book: 194
Estimated words: 187754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 939(@200wpm)___ 751(@250wpm)___ 626(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 187754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 939(@200wpm)___ 751(@250wpm)___ 626(@300wpm)
Aurelia’s eyes grow wide with panic when she realizes my intent. “No! Wait. Please!” she begs.
Finally.
Her pleas taste even sweeter than her venom.
Using our combined strength, I force her hands to shove the bodice down. The heavy globes of her perfect tits bounce free, and my balls tighten at the sight of her nipples.
Across from us, Khalil groans, and I see a bead of pre-cum leaking from his tip. Catching the pearly drop before it can spill onto the floor, he uses it to stroke the head.
Seth reaches out a trembling hand to gently thumb one of her dark nipples. His touch is hesitant and testing, his green eyes darting back and forth between Aurelia’s tear-soaked face and her flushed tits to see how she reacts.
Her eyes are firmly closed in a poor attempt to block it out, but the soft sounds she makes give her away. I can’t decide if they’re moans of despair or moans of pleasure. If it’s despair, why try to hide it? I find myself fighting a smile.
She really is too good to be true.
“Seth.” My ears perk at her whisper, and I tear my gaze away from my hand that’s tugging and tweaking her other nipple, covertly showing Seth what to do. Aurelia’s eyes are open again, and she’s staring at him.
“I’ll ride the roller coaster with you,” she blurts, making me pause. “I’ll hold your hand.”
Seth stops mimicking my movements, and his green eyes flare with hope. “You will?”
“Yes.” Aurelia licks her dry lips, which are cracked from the cold and dehydration and swollen from our kisses. “And not just on the rides. I’ll even buy you all the candy apples, churros, and funnel cakes you can stand.”
Seth drops his fucking hand, and my nostrils flare when I realize what Aurelia’s doing.
She’s a cunning little bitch. I’ll give her that.
Aurelia doesn’t mean a word of it, and Seth’s too green to know the difference. Somehow, she’s already picked up on it.
Seth’s development wasn’t so much arrested as it was catapulted. He was born twelve years ago inside the mind of a twenty-two-year-old man with none of the experiences or rights of passage to guide him.
Khalil and I have spent the last decade bringing his most willful alter up to speed with mostly promising results. Some things Seth just knows thanks to Zeke’s memories and sharing his mind, but others he falls woefully short on.
Women and sex primarily.
Far away from the rest of the world, it hasn’t been a problem—until now.
“She’s lying, Seth.”
He doesn’t even glance my way when he asks, “What’s a funnel cake?”
“Oh, my God, it’s the best,” Aurelia gushes tearfully. She’s overselling it if you ask me. “It’s deep-fried batter, similar to pancakes, that’s all twisted up and covered in powdered sugar and syrup.”
Seth gives a curious tilt of his head. “What kind of syrup?”
“Any kind you like, Seth. Chocolate, strawberry, caramel,” she lists.
Seth looks her over slowly, meaningfully, and then says, “I like chocolate.”
Aurelia forces a smile to keep up the charade. “Chocolate’s the best.”
“Yeah, well, you know what I like?” Khalil pipes in sarcastically. “Getting my dick sucked.” With a scowl tossed at Aurelia, Khalil tucks his dick into his sweats and shoves his hands inside his pockets. “Seth.” Finally, Zeke’s alter breaks free of Aurelia’s thrall to meet Khalil’s softened gaze. “She’s playing you, man. Remember when I told you how girls will give guys their number and block them the moment they walk away?”
Seth nods slowly.
“Well, this is like that,” he tells him gently. “She’s selling you a dream.”
Warily, Seth’s gaze travels back to Aurelia. “Sunshine?”
I’m not sure what causes her change of heart—pity, sympathy, hatred that burns too deeply to allow her to pretend a second longer, or maybe a combination of all three—but Aurelia drops the act.
Her eyes and voice are both cold when she answers him. “Make them stop, and I’ll buy you a fucking ticket to Disneyland, but I’ll cut off my arms before I hold your hand, you fucking weirdo. Sorry.”
Hurt flashes in Seth’s eyes, and even though he’s tried to kill me more than once, I’m ready to make Aurelia eat those words. Who the fuck does she think she is? Out here, her name means nothing. She has no power. She’s who we say she is.
Just as I’m ready to push her to her knees, Seth exhales and then perks up again. Aurelia squints, no doubt wondering who was playing who. Seth’s hurt was one hundred percent real, but there was no way he was taking that deal with a sweeter offer on the table.
“Good. I’m sorry, Sunshine. A roller coaster does sound fun, but I’d rather ride you.”
Seth reaches for her, and I give her to him.
“No!” Aurelia screams as she slaps and scratches his face until it turns red and welted. Seth’s masochistic ass doesn’t try to dodge a single blow. “Please don’t do this. Please! I’ll do anything but that!”