Vicious Fae (Ruthless Boys of the Zodiac, #3)

by Caroline Peckham

Anyone can promise me the moon, but I’ve never seen anyone pull it from the sky.”

it feels natural to look after you,” he murmured, leaning close to my ear. “So natural that sometimes I forget you don’t want me to.”

“Mi fai venire voglia di dimenticare l'affare che ho fatto, bella,” he said in a tone that seriously tempted me to crawl across the table and climb into his lap. “What does that mean?” I asked. “That you make me want to forget the deal,” he replied. “And risk years of bad luck?” I teased. “I’m beginning to think you’d be worth it.” “I would be,” I agreed with a smirk before pulling my hand back.

Mamma said in exasperation as she dropped into the chair at the head of the table. It was meant to be for the Alpha, but I never let my mamma sit anywhere but there. I might have been the head of our pack, but she was the head of our family.

“You’re an asshole,” I said, but there wasn’t an ounce of bite to my voice. “I am,” he agreed, no longer trying to wrangle my Atlas from me. “Though I’m considerably less of one around you for some reason.”

She was pleasure embodied. A fucking witch sent here to charm me under her spell. And I never wanted to break free of it.

“Did you catch Faemydia from her or does your dick always look so enflamed?”

If she wasn’t going to hate me, then she was damn well going to be mine. Simple as.

She was my gift from the stars. My one good thing in this world.

He looked like an angel fallen from heaven and placed here as a perfect temptation just for me.

“What are you after?” “You,” he replied simply.

“I don’t really care what you’d do with a good girl, Ryder, but I’d like to know what you’d do with a bad one.”

“You need a hobby, Ryder.” She tilted her head and a lock of lilac hair fell into her eyes. I caught it, pushing it back behind her ear as she grinned at me. “You’re my hobby,”

“I don’t want you,” she said breathlessly and a growl escaped me. I drove the vibrator onto her clit hard enough to make her jerk against her binds. “I need you.”

Elise leaned up with a playful smile, pressing her mouth to mine and I swear for a second, I didn’t need pain or lust or any-fucking-thing anymore. I just needed her.

“La vita è stata cattiva con te, amore mio,” Dante murmured, reaching out to catch my chin and tilt my gaze back to his again. “What does that mean?” I asked. “That life has been unkind to you. I wish I could change it.”

“Posso accettarlo. I don’t want to cage you, amore mio. If this is who you are then this is who I want you to be. So long as you’re all in with me then I can be all in with you too, on whatever terms you need.”

Sometimes she looked so sad it made me want to carve out my heart and swap it with hers so I could bear her pain for her.

“You’re fucking perfection.” “You are,” Ryder agreed. “My fucked up little fallen angel.”

We’re destined to be together, my little angel. And I can wait for fate to make it so.”

He thought that he had to wait for me to be his, but he was wrong. I already belonged to him heart and soul, and I was going to wait right here until he realised it.

“Fuck me all day, every way, you look good enough to eat, little monster,”

She was the sweetest, darkest thing I’d ever known. And I needed her like the sun needed to shine.

“Can you taste cherries?” she breathed against my mouth. “No.” I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “I can taste my own soul, because it’s the exact same flavour as yours.”

“I’ll always look after you, amore mio,” he said. “I’ll always look after you too,” I replied fiercely. “Per sempre,” Dante added softly. “Forever,” I agreed.

“Only say it when you want to say it all the time. Not sometimes,”

I was his kid sister, his avenging monster and his little angel all in one. He may have put me up on a pedestal to try and keep me out of harm’s way, but it was far past the point at which he could protect me. I might have been his angel once. But even angels fall…

“You’re all I think I could ever want for myself, little monster,” he murmured. “I’ve stolen more treasures than I can count in my lifetime, but you’re the only thing I’ve ever tried to earn. I just hope that I can be enough for you…” “You’re more than enough for me,” I growled fiercely. “You’re my Lion. And there isn’t a universe in which I’d ever say no to you.”