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“Be a good girl and behave yourself while I’m gone,” I drawl, gripping her cheeks with my forefinger and thumb. Reaching up, I grab a handful of cotton candy pink hair in my fist and hold her in place while I dip my face down and press my lips to hers in a hard, closed-mouth kiss.
“I wouldn’t have been happy with Juni staying in a hotel on her own. There’s no way I wouldn’t have dragged her back to my place, that’s a big brother thing.” “I kissed her,” I blurt. “Okay, so not a brother thing. Got it.” Buck nods.
“Wow,” Buck says, clearing his throat. “So, you want some kind of power exchange thing with her?” “I hate her,” I say again, only it’s even weaker than the last time I said it. “Clearly, you don’t fucking hate her. And if she kissed you back, I’m taking a guess and saying she doesn’t hate you either.
“But then I saw you, and everything changed. Now I don’t want to hate you. I want to look after you. I want to take care of you. I want you to do what I say. I want you to follow my rules. I want you to be my very, fucking good girl, and right now I want to kiss and lick and suck and fuck you until every inch of you belongs to me. I don’t want to hate you anymore, Etta, I want to fucking own you.” My body thrums with fear and excitement in equal measure. I’ve
I won’t let you out of this bed until you’re full of my kid and the entire world knows what a good girl you are and how much you belong to me.” I’ve never really given much thought to being a mother.
“Do you get it now, Etta?” he rasps, his voice gravelly and low. “I…” I trail off, because what can I even say? “You’re mine now, Little One.
“I don’t believe in any of the love at first sight bullshit the Barnetts spout. But I know that the moment I saw you step off that bus, I knew I’d never be able to walk away from you. I won’t let you go, Etta, not now that I’ve found you. Look me in the eye and tell me this feels wrong to you.
“Oscar, you’re my stepbrother.” When he smiles, it softens his entire demeanor. “No, Etta, I’m just yours.”
“I wasn’t insane, at least not until I saw you again. Now I’m losing my mind, and it’s all because of you.”
“I’m going to fall in love with you, Etta. I think I’m halfway there already. There’s no point fighting it, I couldn’t let you go now, even if I wanted to. I’m going to fuck you, breed you, and marry you. This is our life now, Little One.” “What about our parents?”
Her hair is a mess, tangled and scruffy after our playtime last night, but I don’t want her perfect, I just want her. The newly familiar need to take care of her surges to the surface,
“Nothing should ever have happened between us. You’re my bogeyman, Oz. You’re my monster under the bed. Nothing good can ever happen between us.”
“Your pain is mine now, Etta. I caused it, so it’s mine to keep, mine to fix, mine to own. I hurt you, and I’m sorry.
I promise I won’t be bad for you. I’ll control you, I’ll consume you, I’ll fucking own every inch of you, but I won’t be your monster anymore. Let me be everything you need, Etta. Let me take all that hurt and pain and trauma. Let me take it all, and I’ll change it. I’ll morph our awful start into something fucking incredible.”
If she finds the app, she’ll be able to track me too, because apparently I’m an equal opportunity stalker, but I plan to be wherever she is, so I doubt there will ever be a time that she’s searching for me and I’m not right next to her.
I’ve never considered her a sister. Truthfully, back when we first met, she was just a mousy little inconvenience. She was my target, my victim, my prey. In some ways, that hasn’t changed, only now she’s the target of my lust and obsession, she’s a victim of my single-minded devotion, and she’s still my prey. Only now I don’t want to hurt and upset her, I want to hunt her down and claim her in a primitive, animalistic way.
