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I couldn’t just go around dominating people in coffee shops on random Thursday mornings. Not
And this was where I felt most at home—turning a crowd of strangers into heathens and feeding off the energy like it was my lifeline.
Salt had the voice of the devil. And I really wanted to be a good little sinner.
I was tired of being perfect. I wanted to be ruined.
“I don’t want you to sign me,” he bit back. “You didn’t like my music—”
“That’s not true,”
“Your music was good, Salt. I’m not just saying that. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have told Tommy to set a...
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“No. You didn’t ...
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“You’re a goddamn incubus,” I growled. “Your music made me want to come in front of god and everyone. It made me want to lose everything. It was dangerous.”
“Outside the bedroom, I doubt anyone could truly tell you what to do. But behind closed doors, in my arms, vulnerable. Needy.”
“I want to hurt. But I want to feel good.”
“I want it so badly. I want you. I want whatever you want to do to me. I know my safe word. I know you’ll stop if I need you to.”
“We don’t have time for you to be a brat tonight,” I said. “If you want to do this again, then we’ll find another time for you to try and disobey. Understood?”
“Yes,”
“Is this what you want?”
“Being punished like a little brat, spanked and forced into submission. Fucking answer me. Now.”
“Yes,”
“You’re mine,”
“Mine to fuck and mine to play with. Mine to make come over and over again until you're my perfect little mess.”
“You need someone who will make you forget about all of that,” he murmured. “Someone with a firm hand, hmm? Someone who won’t judge you for whatever you want to try.”
“Beg,” Salt demanded. “I told you earlier I’m not fucking you until you beg for it, Pepper. Beg me for this cock. Beg me to breed your needy little cunt. Beg me to fuck you until you forget who you are.”
“Pepper. Focus on me. On obeying me. Nothing else. Whatever little voice inside your head is telling you things, don’t listen to it. Its opinion doesn’t fucking matter, because I am here. You obey me and me alone. Understood?”
“Yes.”
“Yes ...
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“Was that good for you, baby girl? Touching yourself when you shouldn’t have? Did you come?” “Yes,” she cried. “I came so fucking hard I saw stars.”
She was a crimson rose with thorns that would cut me and bleed me. But I yearned for that pain. For the type of love that would strangle me. That would set me free.
She’d come back. I hoped.
“The secret is that we’re all cursed, Simon. Every single one of us. We all carry the weight of those who have harmed us. The feeling that we aren’t good enough. That we don’t deserve to be here. That we don’t deserve love.”
“Wishing isn’t going to get you anywhere. No one else can do this for you. You have to love yourself enough to break the curse first. And then she can love you enough to remind you that you were never cursed to begin with. Now, get up.”
