Insatiable (The Edge of Darkness, #1)

by Leigh Rivers

I like the way my name sounds on her tongue.

Without hesitation, Stacey sits, facing me. “We can pretend if you want. I know you’d rather be doing this with anyone else. I won’t be offended. Really.” Well I’m fucking offended.

But Stacey pushes forward and presses her lips to mine, and the world stands still, time halting.

Stacey shivers in my hold, and I want her to do it again, to show that she can react to me. It’s addictive.

She’s devouring me, and I’m letting her. Hungrily, we swallow each sigh we drop, and I’m getting fucking harder. Especially when she brackets her hips at my waist.

And then… butterflies. I have fucking butterflies while kissing someone. What the fuck is wrong with me?

The anchor who broke me. Fucking ridiculous.

“Kade. We shouldn’t be doing this.” “I know. Keep fucking doing it.” He grips my ass cheek with his other hand. “If Base tries to fuck you, you’ll remember this. Me – having you moan my name.” He goes deeper, and I tense all over. “You’re making a mess, Freckles. Fucking dripping all over my hand.”

I want to keep going. Fuck it.

I’m certain I hear my name whispered like a fucking prayer.

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.” I avert my eyes. “You are aware that you’re the only person in the world I’d never hurt, right?”

Oh thank fucking God. If she’d asked me to eat her out or to fuck her, I would’ve disintegrated into a pile of dust.

He shakes his head. “Because I’d go insane without being able to watch you. I do hate you. I hate who you are, but I can’t stop thinking about your cunt strangling my cock while I throttle you. I picture you covered in blood that isn’t yours. My name on your lips. Screaming for more while you apologise over and over and fucking over again.” He presses the barrel harder to my forehead. “Hate is not the word I would use when it comes to you.” I smirk. “Always the romantic, Kade.”

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. An emotion that makes me want to blind everyone in the world so they can never see how beautiful she is. I’ll stick a screwdriver deep in their ear canals, so they’ll never hear her laugh. The idea of anyone thinking they can have her after me makes my blood boil.

Dangerous. This is so fucking dangerous. I think I’m falling in love with Stacey Rhodes.

I snatch her jaw and pry her mouth open. “Tongue out.” I gather her taste in my mouth then spit into hers. Her orgasm-dazed eyes stay on me as it slides down her throat. I hum. “See? You’re delicious.”

As soon as I climb into the shower with her, it takes me everything not to drop to my knees and beg for her forgiveness for who I’ve become.

“Let’s hide together, Freckles.”

It’s like I’m visiting heaven while living in hell. But I want to steal her and bring her to my chaos, set fucking fire to her world and keep her in mine. Not even the devil could take this moment from me.