I am Dressed in Sin (Death by Daybreak MC, #2)

by C.M. Stunich

“Before you take that test,” Beast begins, and I shudder at the sound of his voice. It reminds me of how he felt when he was inside of me, and I hate that. I don’t want to remember it because then I’ll want to repeat it. “Know that I’m on your side. Period.”

I think about my sisters constantly, and when I’m not thinking about them, I’m thinking of the four horse-fucks of the apocalypse.

You never really know how much a single moment matters until you find out it’s the last.

“For all my faults, I never lie. I will have your back, Gidge, no matter what.”

“Did you wrong more than once,” Beast admits, shaking his head. “I won’t make that mistake again.” He gives me a long, hard look. “This is the last time I’mma say this: three people. Nobody else. After our wedding, I can’t promise I’ll be inclined to share.”

Cat commands demons. Now, I also command demons. Neither of us is much to look at on our own, but we’re tenacious as fuck. Guess there are some positives to having been born of his wrinkly old balls.

“If you wanted to be a part of the club, you should’ve picked me.”

“Well, you snooze, you lose. You waited too long, Crown. Now you’re going to have to learn to share.”

“You were born to be my wife, Gidge,” he says, and even if the words are ground out like an insult, I like them. A lot.

“You’re destined to ruin me, Gidge.”

Tea and books. Tea and books. Tea and motherfucking books.

I’ve never seen him sleep with anyone, date anyone, look at anyone.” Another pause, a sigh. “Except for you.”

permission from a place of submission is often just coercion at its finest.

“I knew as soon as I saw you that night that you had to be mine. Period. Nothing else was acceptable.”

“Well, Ryan best keep his Harley and his giant cock and balls to himself, or I’ll bury him underneath the rhododendron out back of your gram’s house.”

“I didn’t want to fall in love with you, Gidge. In fact, I tried everything in my power to stop it.”

“I fell in love with you when all we could ever be was a dirty secret.”

I have massive intimacy issues, like enough to choke a giraffe.

“I’d rather you ate a bag of dicks and died,”

I’m taking four lovers with me to the bridal shop. Four lovers, a future nun, and my estranged mother. How exciting.

“Gidget’s worried about me travelin’ to the convent after the wedding, and I’m worried about her because she’s in love with four men.”