The Perfect Fit

by Sadie Kincaid

“You don’t want to fucking play with me, Lily, because I will eat you alive.” His grip relaxes just enough for me to speak. Instead of reassuring him about his scars, I give him snark. “That would require some touching though, wouldn’t it?”

“If you’re worried about a little blood, I’m wearing a tampon and you only need to stay in the clitoral area. You do know where that is, right?” Fucking brat.

“I know how periods work, Lily. Now go take out your fucking tampon or I’ll pull it out myself.” Her breath hitches. “With my teeth.”

“You’re mine now, buttercup.” “I am?” I pant, a mind-blowing orgasm building deep in my core. “Damn fucking right you are. That’s the thing with me, Lily. I’m a fucking monster, but I’m your monster now.”

“Fitch!” Zeke’s harsh tone doesn’t seem to penetrate Xander’s haze. His knees buckle and he sinks to the floor. The pages of the magazine rustle loudly in his trembling grip, and Zeke snatches it away. Xander drops his head into his hands and lets out an anguished wail.

“I’m already bleeding. Every single second without you is torture. I need you to make it hurt so I can feel something real. Mark me so I can remember that you belonged to me once, even if I didn’t get to keep you.”

How the hell are we supposed to do that? I could grab a pair of her panties from the bedroom, but what would that prove? And why did my mind go straight there?

“Yes, Sir,” I whisper. “Sir?” West growls. “Oh, I fucking like that word on your lips, princess.” Zeke laughs. “She didn’t call you Sir.” A dark chuckle rolls through him. “Oh, she fucking will.”

“Baby doll, we might not be able to legally marry you, but we found a way to tie you to us forever. This is purely selfish on our part.”