Wild Wolf (Darkmore Penitentiary, #4)

by Caroline Peckham

“I learned a long time ago that there ain’t no worth in worrying about the could-bes, kitten. Right now we know nothing and we won’t know it until we know it. So let’s not get all tangled in the could-bes. Okay?”

“Lean forward, beautiful,” Roary commanded, his rough fingers rolling down my spine.

When she finally released me from the cage of her legs, I kneeled up between them and forced her to roll over, slapping her ass and leaving a clean handprint marked on her skin. I gripped her hair and angled her head to the mirror to the side of the bed. “Watch as I destroy you, honey pie,” I commanded and she sucked her lower lip as I fisted my cock and ran my thumb over the piercings adorning it. “Ass up,” I commanded and she angled her hips higher as I released her hair and splayed my hand down over her shoulder blades, pushing to keep her pinned there.

I think I’m starting to understand why you do the things you do, Sin. I see why they want you locked up, and I see exactly why you shouldn’t be.”