Twist Me (Asylum Devils #1)

by S.K. Pryntz

I felt like the fucking cartoons with heart eyes and my tongue hanging out.

I didn’t think Goliath was going to stay away from me…and I wasn’t sure I wanted him to leave me alone.

Its happening

She was more addicting than anything I’d ever experienced.

This perfect, beautiful, wanting woman was pure, untouched, and ripe for my fucking picking.

He was right, and I hated him for being right. My body was a helpless mess, and I needed him everywhere. I needed his tongue and his skilled lips, and I even wanted his insanely powerful-looking steel cock that promised pain and so much pleasure.

came undone, my orgasm solidifying my mind, body, and the absolute certainty of my words. “I belong to you, Goliath.”

The sensations in my gut were waking up my black heart. The Little Lamb was damn near slaughtered. I was a second from being too late, and she would have been lost to me forever.

Goliath’s smile was radiant and dangerous as he leaned forward, his lips trailing over mine. He kissed me tantalizingly slow as he placed his lips on my forehead and growled, “That’s my good girl.”

The boyish smile on his face made stomaching the mess of bread and cheese worth it.

Your eyes are the color of delicious milk chocolate, and I’m a sweets man, baby. You give me one hell of a sweet tooth.”

This kiss was like nothing I’d ever experienced. It was weird and warm and felt nice. My chest became hot, and her scent of that natural, sweet, lemony smell was all-consuming as she deepened this foreign touch.

“There’s not a single centimeter on your perfect fucking body that is ugly. From the first moment I saw you, you brought me to my knees, woman.”

“Every inch, every mark, every freckle or scar is beautiful.”

No one had ever made me feel so…seen. So absolutely raw. Exposed. Open…wanted.

The man who took me without asking or caring about the consequences was hesitating above me, wanting me to give him the okay to kiss me.

“Little Lamb, you are my greatest weakness and my biggest challenge. Of course, I belong to you and you alone. Every broken piece of my soul is yours.”

Reaching up and wrapping my fingers in his dark hair, I brought his lips down on mine. At that moment, something snapped like a rubber band, a fire igniting—a motion I was unable to stop. His kiss was a complete brand of my body and soul. An all-consuming claim of everything I was.

“Easy, baby girl. It’s okay. We’re gonna get you out of here. Get you warm. I’m so fucking proud of you. You’re so smart. You did it, Ezello. You survived.”

The feel of his giant body encasing mine even more was comforting. This feeling felt so whole and complete like it was the most natural thing in the world.

“I fucking love you, my Little Lamb. Fuck me. I really love you.”

“I love you, my Little Lamb. Pain may be my addiction, but I would sooner die than see you suffer.”

“Ezello is a stubborn stone who brought down the giant, sir. She was my undoing from the beginning.”

“She has certainly brought the light into my life,