Insatiable (The Edge of Darkness, #1)

by Leigh Rivers

all I keep thinking is that I should’ve beaten my sister to answer Stacey. I would have given a better fucking description.

I’m nervous about being in her vicinity as it is. I’ll have an arterial rupture if I get any closer.

Leaving me with Stacey. Alone. Sharing a damn blanket. Shoot me.

I could look at her forever

“If you meant it, then…” She grabs my face to look at her, at the neediness in her forest-green eyes. “Kiss me again.”

I want to snatch her hips and pull her closer. I want to taste her mouth and hear her whimper. I want to feel her body all over me.

A beautiful girl is straddling me and all I can do is sit here like a wide-eyed statue. Why the fuck do I need to be so weird? Why can’t I be normal and not panic and freeze and fuck this all up?

Benditoooo😭😭

“Be patient with me,” is all I say before I capture her lips with mine.

UGHHHH LO AMOOO

She gets me, understands why I need to go slow.

My breath hitches as she lets out a whimper from my touch,

She giggles, and I feel every muscle in my body go warm and taut with how fucking much I want to hear her giggle again.

my fingers touch hers, and she takes my hand under the blanket.

Me. Kade Mitchell, at the age of eighteen, holds hands with a girl for the first time. And I like it.

AAAAWWWW

I know you weren’t trying to… you know. We both got carried away. It’s okay. Don’t overthink it.

And I want to watch the Great Man movie with you.

See you on Wednesday, Freckles.

“I have no idea who you are. You aren’t the Kade I fell in love with.” He nods and lowers his head. “I suppose I’m not.”

Kade looks up, takes a careful step towards me and tries to move strands of hair – now sticky with blood – from my face, but I flinch from his touch. His hand freezes, then he drops it to his side. “You’re afraid of me.”

“You are aware that you’re the only person in the world I’d ...

“If that was the case, then you wouldn’t have walked out of my life when ...

I once fell in love with him. He was the pain-in-the-ass brother of my best friend who liked to tease me, but it was harmless and fun, and I would do anything to go back to that. Oh how differently I would do things if I could go back. No lies. No secrets. No holding back on telling everyone we were together.

“Ona ne prodayetsya.”

“Move, she’s not for sale”

“Ona seichas.”

“She is now”

“Stop looking at them,” he hisses. “Hey…” He tips my chin. “Eyes on me. Calm down.

“Tell me three of your favourite things.”

“The Greatest Showman.”

“Get out of your head.” Screw you.

“Two?” the lady repeats, watching Kade. Thankfully she hasn’t noticed the blood on my face. A nod, and he sighs. “Yeah.”

Respectful too🫦

I flinch as he goes to step forward, and he freezes.

“What language was that you spoke?” He runs his thumb across the seam of his lips, a freshly rolled joint at the back of his ear. “Russian.”

All I knew was that I’d never felt that level of panic before. I’d just wanted my boyfriend and only found out the following morning that I wasn’t in my boyfriend’s bed.

Kade: Stcy Awke? Kade: Goooodnghjt freecks.

“I just find it a little dramatic to be doing this over a name.”

Am I extreme? Yes. But for my own fucking sanity, I need to know what she’s doing. Is that weird? To hate her yet need to know what she’s doing? Even though she’s a snake? A snake who still belongs to me.

The heavy-metal music is still playing, and as I load my gun, I absently nod along and whistle to the tune. I grin at Barry like a crazy person. “Ready?” “You’re insane – do you know that?” “Yep.”

Why is this kinda hot

“My name is Kade. Kade Mitchell. Son of Tobias. Maybe I should carve it into your skin? Will you still call me Nāve then?”

I throw my hands out to the side, exasperated.

💀

Stacey would look wonderful covered in blood. As long as it’s not hers.

All of them stared at Stacey. All of them wanted her. But no one ever gets to have her – not even me.

Freckles, darling, I’m a fucking animal. You should’ve seen me Jackie Chan my shit today.

“Don’t… be afraid of me.”

Maybe I should shower again?

My phone dings, and it takes me everything not to pounce on it.

“Hi.” “Hi,” I reply shyly,

Her jeans look good on her, but something about her wearing my clothes seems way better.

I lie on my bed and set up the movie, trying not to think about how my heart is racing or the thin layer of sweat forming between my brows.

HES SO NERVOUS SJKSJDDB LO AMO

Oh, fuck me. She places them on my dresser, and I gulp as she walks towards my bed.

Did you tell anyone?” “Nope,” I lie. Jason and my dad are fully aware.

Nope. She isn’t leaving. Not until we reach the credits, and I’ve kissed her at least ten times.

I could kiss her forever. I don’t know why it’s taken me so long. I should have done this years ago. Maybe if I did, I would have had her for longer. She’d be my girlfriend by now, and everyone would know she was mine and I was hers.