Wanted

by Lauren Biel

I dedicate this book to all my usual readers who like what they like. I wrote this story entirely with you guys in mind. I hope you like Cole as much as I did (even though we probably shouldn’t).

“I know you enough to know I wouldn’t be able to get this close to you if you didn’t want to let me inside you,” I growled into her ear before biting her neck.

It would be absolutely fucking insane to fall for the damsel I put in distress.

She would do anything to get me off her, even if it meant getting off from me.

I didn’t know how she would feel once the pleasure melted away from her body and she remembered the man who was between her legs was the monster that forced his way into her home.

I’m not a rapist. I’m not. She wanted me, but she couldn’t get past her own morals to allow herself to welcome me inside her. I was a monster, and she wasn’t willing to allow herself to play with one.

“Come,” I growled. “You know how this works. Come, and I’ll be quicker. I won’t use you longer, no matter how fucking good you feel.”

“And I’m sorry I don’t feel worse about it, because you feel like home. You feel safe.”

“I’m what’s wrong, but what I do to you is right, little girl. You fight me because you hate that you feel something for me. It disgusts you. I disgust you. But there’s something inside you that doesn’t hate me. You want me to take you because if you give yourself to me, you’re betraying all that you believe. Your morals say you shouldn't welcome a man like me inside you. That a guy like me is unsafe. Dangerous. And it’s fucking true.”

“Pretend I’m not me, little girl. And let me make you feel good before I go. I’ve fucked your willing body, but not that pretty mind of yours. I want both.”

She was the one thing I didn’t regret about all the horrible things I’d done. In a world of darkness, she was fucking light.