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“We’re going to survive this and make it back to Corium. I won’t let you die out here, Aspen. I promise, okay?”
“You had my dick in your mouth, and my thumb up your ass, but pissing in front of me is too much?”
When it comes to Quinton, my hormones are all over the place. One minute, I want to punch him in the face, and the next, I want to sit on his face and let him devour me whole. It’s a disastrous idea.
Kissing is intimate. It’s passion and heart. It’s telling someone a secret with your lips. A secret only you and the other person can decode.”
He devours my mouth, kissing me with purpose and confidence. I’m lost in him, drowning in him, and I never want to be rescued from this kiss. I can feel the same helpless emotions rushing off him. They slam into me like an asteroid hitting the Earth.
“What secret did that kiss tell you?” he croaks. I have to force my swollen lips to move. “It told me you’re drowning too, so let’s drown together.”
I know I shouldn’t wish he was here, holding all my broken pieces together, but I do. I miss his comforting touch, the heat of his body, his presence. Most of all, his protection. When I’m with Quinton, I feel safe, like nothing can hurt me. At least out there, it was like that. Out there, he wasn’t my enemy. He was my protector. I wish we could have stayed that way forever. Unfortunately, I don’t think that’s possible.
she is so fucking beautiful. I could get lost in her. Maybe I already have. She is like a siren, and I’m a stupid sailor heading blindly to my death.
Pretty Little Savage by Lucy Smoke,
“Have you wondered why my parents weren’t at the founders’ ball? It’s because my mother killed my father… and I helped her.” A wicked smile spreads across her lips, and the murderous glint in her eyes tells me she is not lying. Anja killed her father. Maybe I underestimated her. “Touching story. Sounds like some quality mother-daughter bonding.”
He’s conflicted…but why? I mean nothing to him. I’m finally sure of it. He only cares about me when I’m on my back. And this time, I won’t forget it.
I’m a mouse caught in a trap, and Quinton is the cat, about to eat me alive.
“What is it about you that keeps me coming back for more?” I lean into her ear and tease her lobe with my teeth. “Every time I slip inside you, I forget that I’m supposed to hate you.” “Yes…” “Tell me you hate me,” I growl. “I hate you,” she pants, her voice weak.
Her wearing my shirt doesn’t help with the alpha ‘you’re mine’ vibes I already have going on, but I must admit she looks good in it.
“What she is doesn’t matter to you. Take the warning or don’t. Either way, I will fucking end you if you fuck with what’s mine.”
“You might be the untouchable king of Corium, but you left your queen vulnerable,”
I don’t even bother turning around. It’s not me I’m worried about. It’s the person that is slowly becoming my biggest weakness. Aspen.
I’m tired of people messing with her. Maybe it’s time I make it clear to everyone. There is only one person who is allowed to mess with her. Me.
An entire kaleidoscope of butterflies erupts in my belly at the fire that flickers in his eyes. He could eat me alive, and the worst part is, I would let him.
“You’ll do whatever the hell I say, and not because I tell you to, but because deep down you want this too. You want my cock inside you. You want me to fuck you like I hate you, so you can justify this fucked up relationship we’ve developed. I know because I want it too. I want to fuck you until I don’t remember who we are.”
“Who did this to you?” Venom drips from his words.
What’s important is that everyone knows she belongs to me, she is mine, and I don’t like sharing.
“You are very wrong because you are mine. Mine to torment, mine to touch, and definitely mine to fuck.”
“He’s watching us,” she whispers, trepidation lacing her words. I lean into her, my lips just below her ear. “Let him. Let him watch how you come apart just for me. I want him to know who you belong to. Who this pussy belongs to.”
He’s sharp as a knife, ready to cut your throat and watch you bleed out, while at the same time, he still finds a way to be so breathtakingly gorgeous it hurts.
“You’re too big,” Aspen whimpers as I move, sinking another inch into her ass. “You can take it. You were made for me,” I grunt.
Fuck, we’re ruining each other, and if we don’t stop, something bad will happen. Something that neither of us can come back from, and yet, all I can do is throw caution to the wind and slip back inside her to forget how wrong it is.
can’t believe it took me until now to realize I’m falling in love with my enemy. I’m falling in love with the villain in my story, and I don’t know if I’m strong enough to let him go.
I was learning that while Quinton was a monster, it was only him that could bring me to my knees.
I’m angry, sad, and alone, but more than any of that, I’m tired of relying on people. Tired of needing someone else. I want to save myself for once. I want to be the hero in my story.
