Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood, #1)

by C.R. Jane

He was sprawled casually on the couch, his legs widespread just as Remington's had been, just with no girl in between them. He was wearing a loose pair of grey sweatpants and a white t-shirt along with a faded black ball cap that he had on backwards. The sweatpants were the stuff of every girls' dreams, sitting decadently low on his hips, enough to showcase those v lines that looked like they'd been airbrushed; they were so perfect. And... Holy Fuck. Talk about Big Dick Energy. Cain's nickname was officially going to be #BDE because I was pretty sure those sweats were housing a trouser snake or something.

Billie Ellish crooning something about a damn crown. I could get behind that.

He was staring up at me, what looked like confusion in his gaze as his eyes met mine.

tossed me down on the bed.

“Why’d you leave without saying goodbye?” “I thought I was protecting you.” “You weren’t.” I bit my lower lip, right before he leaned over and kissed the corner of my mouth. His fingers gripped my chin as he pulled away, his gaze burning into mine. “You’re mine,” he said. “Not Cain’s. Mine.”

“He took that away from me too,” he said. “And I’m taking it back. You were always supposed to be mine, and I was supposed to be your first. Not fucking Cain.”

Cain pulled me closer to him, pressing the edges of the knife into both of us. "You may have stumbled onto my new favorite kink," he said, before licking the side of my face.

“Four to one, Cain?” He didn’t bother to turn around. “Never said I needed you, Pax.” He raised his hand and gestured for them to come at him.

Judging from the way Cain looked at her, we were in trouble.

“I'm sorry I turned you away, little devil. It should have been me,” Cain said.

"Waiting Game" by BANKS

And wasn’t it a shame that I’d once thought maybe I could love them. Because all that was left was hate.

“Just Like Fire” by Pink,