Insatiable (The Edge of Darkness, #1)

by Leigh Rivers

Inch by inch, eyes locked, lips parted, we become each other’s firsts. And if I can help it, lasts.

And it’s now, as I carry her to the bathroom and clean us both, that I realise I might be feeling an emotion I’ve only ever heard about. One I had no idea existed for me – never knew I was capable of feeling.

I think I’m falling in love with Stacey Rhodes.

“You still taste like mine, Freckles.”

“If you want me” – she grins as she pushes out two words I’m sure will make her feel powerful – “then beg.” “You want me to beg? How would you like me to plead for your pussy? Vocally or on my knees?”

“I’m going to kill you,” she mutters as I go back to kissing her thigh, trying to control my breaths, making sure I dodge her throbbing clit, breathing against it before I kiss the other thigh. “I’m going to find your gun and shoot you – or strangle you.” “I dare you to try,” I reply,

“Am I a slut?” I bite my lip. “You’re my slut.”

Not once have I ever wanted to cum inside someone, but with Stacey, I crave it. Maybe it’s because she was once carrying our child and I witnessed the start of the swelling of her womb. I loved her already, but knowing she was going to be the mother of my child made me worship her in ways I had no idea existed. I wanted to marry her at the age of nineteen, for fuck’s sake.

We’re each other’s dirty little secret. And it will probably always be that way.

I haven’t kissed anyone in a long time. Not willingly.

I frown. No one has ever asked me that after sex – am I okay? Fuck yes, I am.

There are so many words I want to blurt out, but I’ll regret them as soon as I do. We can never be together, not with our past and secrets and my life. I can’t have a girlfriend then go fuck and be fucked by both men and women while drugs are pumped into my body.

“Because you’re hiding, and I want to hide with you.” I caress her cheek and press my lips to her forehead, catching her off guard. “Let’s hide together, Freckles.”

And if I tell Kade, Chris will hurt him. Chris is the reason my life is upside down, and I don’t want to risk him getting worse.

“We need to go,” Kade bursts out as the car drives off. He’s panicking as he lifts me onto the bike and straps my helmet into place. “I’ve put you in so much danger. I’m sorry.”

Barry thinks this obsession with my ex is unhealthy. I disagree. It’s the only thing keeping me sane in my world.

I wipe a tear from my face as I hold my girlfriend in my arms. “We can try again, okay? We were supposed to be parents. We were supposed to have a family. I love you, Freckles. I love you so much.” Stacey weeps into my chest, her body shaking through each sob as she shakes her head. “I can’t. I can’t go through that again, Kade.”

heartbroken teenage self into her house, groomed me until she got me into bed and has been blackmailing me ever since? How about adding they got me addicted to drugs? Or Archie having his way with me while I was unconscious because I was three hours late on finishing a job? I wanted to fucking die for weeks after waking up in my own blood and piss. No one, let alone a helpless and scared nineteen-year-old kid, should go through that. I’ve been planning his death for a while now. When I get out of these shackles, I’ll make it fucking hurt.

I stare at Stacey. “I told you not to worry about me.” “Well I’m going to!”

And fuck me, feeling her lips on mine is a dream, especially when she kisses me back and the world ceases to exist.

I’m no longer standing in the airfield. I’m playing dares in a tent with the girl I’ve fancied since I was fifteen. Her lips are on mine, and I’m no longer in darkness, swallowed by the shadows of my wrongdoings.

“Keep her safe,” I say. “Don’t worry about me.”

This I can handle. This I’ll take to keep everyone safe. This is the price I’ll pay to make sure they never find out who Stacey Rhodes is to me. At least I got to kiss her.