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"I'll kill you if you fuck her. Or anyone else for that matter," she whispers, and the deadly threat of her words only turns me on more. "You're mine, Vibe Girl. Always have been." "Will you? Because if I find out you're fucking any of them behind my back, your blood will be on my hands," I say as drag my teeth along her jawline. I let my tongue slip out and across her skin,
"Excuse me?" he asks, his voice calm and resilient while my eyes plead with Aura not to push this any further. But she does, she fucking steps forward and against me. Her chest flush against mine while her head leans closer to Dom's. "I said, do you treat all of the women here like this? I don't believe I stuttered, but if you'd like me to expand, I can. What I truly mean, is do you wait for the women to say they want you? Or do you fucking take it without asking?"
I watch as her eyes drop to my pussy again. She leans forward just slightly and for a moment, I'm confused as to what's happening until I see the single strand of saliva fall from her lips. Holy fuck. Holy fuck. She fucking spit on me. I feel the cold hit as it lands across my heated skin and then her hand is there, coating it over my pussy and against my clit while I completely lose it. I moan, loudly and uncontrollably as I watch her spit on me for a second time. I fucking want this, every single fucking thing she's doing.
She can't fucking dance in that. But she will. That's one thing I've learned about Aura. Give her the taste of freedom, the tiniest bite, and she'll take all of it. She'll make mistakes if she needs to, as long as she's treading through that liberation herself. She's willing to fuck it up if it means experiencing it at all. I fucking love that about her.
"Already wet," she whispers as her lips finally crash against mine. She slips her tongue inside my mouth, her knuckle grazing across my pussy and up to my clit while I roll my hips against her touch. "Moan for me," she asks, but I can already hear the desperate tone to her voice. She knows I'm in control and I'll only give it to her if I want to. She loves my fucking sounds, and I love controlling her with them.
"Do not ever hit me again, wildflower. Do you understand me? I will not tolerate your disobedience." His thumb grazes along my jaw in a moment that seems affectionate, but there's a strange tether that's sinking under my skin. Something odd and uncomfortable in a way I can't put my finger on.
I never fucking wanted you. I was disgusted by you the first time I ever fucking saw you. So pathetic, so fucking weak. Hiding behind your camera while Bethie and I had to take care of you. It’s always been Bethie and I, did you know that? Dom sent us on this wasted mission to bring you back, show you how toxic the outside is so you would want to come home again. Bethie has been my intended wife since Malin appointed us to field work when we arrived as teens. Her and I, both from different states but similar pasts. We lived on the streets, our home lives were shit holes and we were fighting to
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“It’s easy, really. You think Zale or Malin ever really let you leave after your failure of a fucking ceremony? You’ve always been the key to their ascension. You play a much larger role than you even realize. Don’t you know who you are, Aura? It’s a joke. A fucking ironic joke the Omega is clearly laughing over. The Nation falling apart over the loss of someone so incredibly…ordinary.”
“I’ve imagined this moment. Having your blood on my hands while I kill and then fuck you. I want to take what’s mine after I watch your last breath fall from your mouth. No more fighting, no more refusals, no longer seducing my fucking girlfriend behind my back. You’re pathetic, a fucking waste of a human.”
“Do you want to know how she is?” I ask him, my voice quiet and low while his wild eyes bounce back and forth between my own. “How she fucks when you’re actually giving her what she likes.” Another hit, this time harder, and the burst of metallic coats my tongue while a smile pulls along my face. “God she’s good. The best I’ve ever had. You know how she does that thing with her tongue on your clit? Or the way her moans sound when she’s crying your name?”
“I couldn’t Ruby, I couldn’t even find the trigger to pull it again while the gun melted in my hands. Everything changed. I couldn’t see or understand what was happening. Finally, Malin finished the ceremony for me and shot her in the head.” Silence. I’m spewing toxic words into the empty room and letting it poison us. It’s ruining everything, every shred of hope or ounce of love I think Ruby once had for me.
Girl you yourself were a child. Shes not going to blae you. Shes going to blame the adultswho groomed and drugged you.
“No, that’s not her name.” Her voice drops to a barely audible whisper as she leans forward again, stealing his attention completely while he tries to make out what she’s saying. “But you can call her daddy.” A lightning flash of courage rages through me and a smile pulls at my lips while I drag the blade against his flesh, digging the tip in until I can feel it ripping through his skin. Every bit of his corruption, his vile manipulation, every moment that he raped me and then made me believe that I owed it to him, when he beat me and every hit that he landed on Ruby seeps out of the fresh cut
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Fuck, I have no idea how we’re going to fix this. But I don’t regret it. Is that wrong? It is, I know it is. But I can’t help it in this moment, the fact that I’ve taken someone’s life—completely this time. I should feel remorse, I should be breaking over the idea of what I’ve done. But I’m not. The only sobs falling from my mouth are the ones in response to my freedom. I’m fucking happy to be rid of him, ecstatic to never see his face or hear his lethal words or feel his vile touch again.
“Malin, my mom, Zale, they all made me believe I wanted it. As if I wanted Malin to touch me when I was young, like I needed to be purified and that each member wanted to die in order to ascend. I was on drugs, I didn’t know who was in front of me. I swear, I didn’t fucking know,” I struggle to get the words out, choking on my own heaving breaths while I face this.
“You have me. All of me, forever, Aura,” she says, moaning my name as she thrusts hard against me. Her fingers tighten around my throat as she holds me still and leans over, her gaze colliding with mine until she drops it to watch as she fucks me shamelessly in the darkness. With Hawk’s lifeless body lying off to the side.
My mind flashes back to that last night with him, when he forced himself on Aura right before I stabbed him myself. Ironically, I realize that knife was used to injure both Dom and Hawk. That knife gifted by a true friend, marring both men who have taken from us. I suddenly want that piece placed on a pedestal in our home. A symbol of power amongst so many others.
Do not worry about that. Her and I will take care of you together, continue your purifying sessions until you're appointed your future husband." Rage. Fucking disgust and anger and hatred burn through me as he tries to manipulate her and references things I can hardly fathom. If her mom is involved in these sessions, then that means she knows what Malin is doing to her own daughter. She fucking allows it. How the hell can anyone condone that?
My restrained hands rest precariously low, brushing against his cock while he subtly moves against my body. The three of us. Their arms wrap around my shoulders as my mother cries into my neck, Malin's hands slip to my waist, sliding over my stomach and lower than he should ever go, especially in the audience of the woman who gave birth to me. But she doesn't even flinch, allowing his touch to roam over my body while we reunite.
"My father," I say, my voice trembling as the weight of the word settles in my chest. "How is that possible?" Fuck. I can't comprehend this. If that's true, then my own father raped me. My own father has been raping the girl I fucking love, my father has been abusing and assaulting the other girls at the club.
"I'll always love you," I say, not caring for anyone to hear me. I'll never live up to their standards. It was never in the cards for me and I don't regret one single moment of my own life. My own decisions. "I'm happy we're here. Because I know what we had was real. Every moment, every fight, every secret and every memory. I'll keep them all because you'll always be mine."
"You guys in here?" Bethie's voice sounds out from the room and Ruby drops her forehead against my shoulder, sighing out in frustration as her fingers tighten around my waist. "You can't stay mad at her now," I say quietly, laughing as I turn in her hold and move towards the door. "She saved us."

