Once a Myth (Goddess Isles, #1)

by Pepper Winters

Patience was a virtue. Patience was a gift. Patience will grant my freedom.

How cruel that my imprisonment was prettier than any dream I could imagine. How unfair that my cage was the Garden of Eden. A Shangri-La dripping in promise and protection, hiding the sinister snakes and sin at its core.

This one moved like she had a crown upon her head. A crown made of dignity and diamonds, heavy on her brow but invaluable to her sense of worth.

For the first time, I felt a kick of interest. A brief skip in my familiar cold-hearted heartbeat. Closer and closer she came. Harder and harder the kick of intrigue.

She didn’t need to be turned into a goddess, she was one. One I very much wanted to yank from the stars and slander with every debasing, demeaning, and downright disgusting act I could think of.

she’d been tailored for me. Her body already wore my mark. Her heart already stuttered for me to snatch her, mount her, fuck her until we both either entered the Kingdom of Heaven or plummeted to the Gates of Hell.

I lurked by the wall, doing my best to stop yet another bolt of lust as her lips encircled the paper straw. I wanted my cock to be that motherfucking straw. I wanted it so bad my balls cramped with cum.