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I’d been through a lot in my life, the sort of stuff that wasn't even featured in horror movies because it was so dark and twisted that the audience probably would've fainted dead at the sight of it. But this? This I had no experience with beyond what I’d done with Cain… And Stellan years ago. I didn't know what it meant, but I'd survived all of that, and being in this room was making me sick.
“How did I find the one good girl on this whole depraved campus?” “How did you find me? You practically kidnapped me to make me live with you,” I
Remington was a terrible person. But the ache between my thighs suggested that my body didn’t agree with my mind.
I noticed that Stellan never came around, which was a blessing. I’d loved the boy once, so seeing him act cruel was devastating.
These men thought they had the upper hand, that they could control me. Silly boys.
“I like it better when you call me sir.” “Then I guess you’d better earn the title.”
I knew it was a dangerous game that the two of us were playing. I knew I might get hurt. And I knew that might be why I liked this so much.
Maybe The Demon had broken me in ways I hadn’t even seen yet, or maybe—like him, but in entirely different ways—I was born broken.
For some reason, those men who hated me had also marked me as theirs, and I got the distinct impression Cain would beat anyone to at least a quick glimpse of the pearly gates if they paid me too much attention.
It seemed like I always belonged on the edges, pretending to be normal but never fitting in.
“You have to calm yourself, Delilah. It’s only death. You and I walk with death all the time. Why are you so afraid when it’s your own?”
“I’m being generous if I ask twice.” “You’re a fucking monster.” His eyes smoldered down at me. “Takes one to know one.”
Why did it feel like a game to make him make me? A dangerous game, sure, but that was the only kind I’d ever known all my life. This was the first time I’d wanted to play.
“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.”
The Demon had obsessed about my virginity. Once a man had stared at me on the street, cat-called me and made lewd comments. I hadn’t realized The Demon was watching me then until he brought me down to the basement and the man was there, and The Demon made me punish him.
And yet, I couldn’t stop myself from imagining what it would be like to have Stellan and Cain and Remington and Pax, to lose myself to their hands and mouths.
Driving was one of the few things in life that had ever given me… joy.
Our eyes clashed and his smile dropped, because that was all I did now...dragged happiness out of everything around me.
But I shouldn’t feel safe with them. They were just as dangerous to me as anyone else. Maybe worse, because some rogue part of me wanted to trust them.
The Demon had said, you can't trust anyone but family. The truth was you couldn't trust anyone.
True psychopathy requires both a genetic predisposition and a trigger, but humans can be broken enough to mimic psychopathy pretty damn well.
“Oh, Aurora. Are you the sweet, innocent virgin or the cunning monster all the other monsters should fear?” “Why not both?”
Since she'd come back, I was no longer just moving from one day to the next. I'd become starving...for her.
”What have you done to me? I can't decide whether you're an angel or a devil. All I know is that I want you with every piece of my soul."
I should have gone slow. I believed her when she said she was a virgin. I should have savored the gift she was giving me. But all I could think about was making her mine.
I hiked her leg over my shoulder so I could go deeper and deeper again. I wanted her to feel me...forever. If there was a way to make our bodies one in this moment, I would have done it. But if I couldn't have that, I wanted her sore, aching, reminded of me with every step she took when I wasn't around.
Truth was, I hadn’t felt too interested in any girl since Aurora walked into my life, with her signature brand of wide-eyed innocence and hidden badassery. She seemed like something special. And I didn’t like the sensation.
Judging from the way Cain looked at her, we were in trouble. Every single one of us… especially Aurora.
"Out of the darkness and into the light, to all that is good and all that is bright,"
My brain was screaming at me not to trust him, but my heart, and the lost lonely girl that resided permanently inside of me, was desperate for this to be real. For everything not to have been ruined.
His words sounded like a warning. A warning I should have listened to.
And wasn’t it a shame that I’d once thought maybe I could love them. Because all that was left was hate.
I’d given up Gabriela to please The Demon. I’d abandoned Delilah to escape him. I’d lost Aurora when Pax, Remington, Cain and Stellan stripped my new self from me.
I’d let men name me or take my names away my whole life, and I’d lost myself.
I was still scared of the dark, no matter how much I wanted to be new and different today. But I walked down in the damn darkness anyway.
I got up and brushed myself off. How many times had the world knocked me to my knees now, anyway? Without a backward glance, I made my way into the dark night.
