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“One day, Palmer, you’ll fall in love. I hope you have a kind of love like the ocean—so deep and all-consuming that sometimes, the intensity of it hurts in certain moments. Just like this one.”
“Your mom is my ocean. Big personality, huge heart, endless love… but the thing I love the most is that when everything about her is so big, I can just close my eyes. Even when I can’t see her, or feel her, I can hear her. She’s the sea and I’m the sand. Always here to catch her when she breaks.”
My mouth was watering. My dick was thumping. And then my eyes met hers. Murder. They were full of murder. I tossed my head back and laughed deeply, because holy fucking shit, I think I’d just fallen in love with a gods damn murderess wearing a rabbit mask and fuck-me boots.
“Do they have hell-bunnies? Hell-rabbits? Mother of Saturn, I could bludgeon a man to death with this dick right now,” Talon groaned, and then threw his head back and howled, setting the entire club into a fucking frenzy.
“I wanted to eat you up the second I laid eyes on you in the opening act… but I want to fucking hunt your ass down first. I want to feel your adrenaline, and get high on your fear. I’m dying to see you crawl around for me. I want your cheeks red with embarrassment and your ass warm from my hands,” Ashland breathed, inches from my face now.
I want you to fight me, kitty. Scratch me, maul me, fucking bite me with those little teeth,” Felix whispered in my ear, pressing himself against my back. He nudged my head to the side and ran his nose up my neck, breathing in deeply. “Then it’s my turn to mark you… so make it count.”
Oh my fucking...
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Rhodes leaned up against an exposed support beam, returning the bored as fuck look, but I could feel his dark gaze sweeping over my face, studying me. “I want to watch them find you. I’ll watch them scare you and fuck with you.” He shrugged. “Fuck you, even. Then, when I blow my load, maybe it’ll be on your face.”
“You can try and come on my face, fucker… but I guarantee you I’ll be marking your face first.”
A long howl pierced the air, answering my question. “There he is. Sounds like he found something interesting.” Talon clapped. “Then let’s shut the fuck up and go find out what it looks like when five demons fuck a little bunny rabbit!”
Tell me, have you ever been the filling in a twin sandwich?”
“Shhh, Bun-Bun. Take it like a good slut. My good little baby bunny. Open that hole, that’s right.”
Sensual, sinful, seductive, silky fucking stars of bliss.
“I popped a fucking knot, bro.” Felix’s eyes widened comically. “Popped. A. KNOT?”
“Rhodes, you’re being a real cunt bag right now, and it’s totally bringing down my knot. Can you just dial it back a tad?” I looked down at my little baby knot. It was cute, but it wasn’t the wrecking ball of pussy destruction it had been a minute ago, and that made me sad.
My brother reached out for our girl, and she snarled. Oh my stars, pretty sure I felt hearts explode in my eyes. I no longer had circular pupils; they were now heart-shaped. Or bunny-shaped.
She eyed him warily, like he didn’t just tell her hey, good news! We aren’t going to kill your ass! No, she was stink eyeing him, like she’d witnessed him put the toilet paper under instead of over.
“This is the best night of my life,” I whispered, before tilting my head back and howling, hoping my little Bun-Bun would recognize me. If not, no big deal. I had six months to brand myself on her fucking soul, and I was going to own her. Every. Fucking. Piece.
With the fallen, I rise With the broken, I cry With the lost, I find my own With the outcasts, I am home With the forgotten, I remember With the chaos, I am centered With the wrong, I find the right With The Exiled, I will fight
You don’t spit on a man and not expect repercussions. This was the twenty-first century, not the Wild fucking West.
He crossed his arms over his white button-down shirt that was half tucked into a pair of burnt orange dress slacks. I squinted, looking closer. Velvet. They were fucking velvet, burnt orange dress slacks.
“Oh, for the love of fuck...” “Good morning, Monocle. You’re looking dapper today,” I greeted Rhodes, who looked like I’d just pissed on his loafers.
Palmer released a husky laugh that was like a slap right to the shaft. Not a bitch slap, but like, a sexual slap that stung just right. I filed that idea away for another day.
“Name’s Rooster. Rattlesnake shifter, at your service.” “That’s… not what I was expecting with your name.” “Ah, yeah. Well, Carver gave me the name. I thought it was because I was always up at the crack of dawn, but turns out he just thinks I’m a cock,”
Ash walked away, chuckling like he was the world’s funniest fucker. He wasn’t.
“Mosquito or something?” “Yeah, a big, blond one with tattoos and velvet freaking pants.” “Palmer, you are hilarious. A mosquito? Honestly? I’ve clearly got a mothman aesthetic going on here. Get yourself together.”
“He doesn’t get to just climb in through a window like King fucking Kong and steal away my woman like this!”
Cherries and a sharp bite of something metallic, like iron or steel. Our own little danger berry.
“Come here, turn over.” I tapped on her hip, and she rolled onto her front, putting that juicy ass on display for us. “Damn,” I praised, roughly grabbing a cheek and squeezing. “I can’t wait to watch this bounce on my dick.”
I snarled. “Yes. Milk my cock, baby. Gonna fill you up so full.” And she did. She clenched around me so violently, it verged on painful. “Ah, shit yeah. Like that.”
I like the term ‘pleasantly delusional’ if I have to go with a label.”
“You think you can handle me?” He leaned in, and I felt his breath against my neck a second before he whispered, “I would wreck you.”
“I know what you need. Grab my horns and hold on tight, little doll. You want a monster? You’ve got one right here.”
“Can’t wait to bounce you on this fat cock, I want to watch it disappear within your little body, doll.”
she’d called me a heartless comb=over-having motherfucker,
“Where did you even get that shirt?” I pointed to the black tank he was sporting, which had a neon orange silhouette of a woman’s body bending over. She had a bunny tail and ears, and the word beneath her read #fuckbunnies.
“I’m harder than an over-toasted slice of bread right now, Bunny,” he purred into my ear and rolled his hips, demonstrating his point.
“You just told the entire fucking world that my dick belongs to you,” Rhodes sneered, getting in my face. I rolled my eyes. “It was easier to include you than to try and explain that I’d never want to claim the stuffy fuck who probably wears tighty-whities.” If steam could blow out of someone’s ears like the cartoons, Rhodes would’ve been puffing like a geyser. The best part was that I knew he wore tight, little, red boxer briefs, thanks to our night in the maze, so I took immense satisfaction in fucking with him.
“You’re a liar,” Rhodes breathed, holding his ribs as he sat up. She laughed and then groaned. “And you’re a little, baby, monocle bitch who just got his ass beat by a woman.”
“I usually draw the line at harming animals, but this was my brilliant idea and I will straight fuck a bitch up if you think you’re getting it.”
Listen, Bun-Bun, I’m not sure if you cracked your head too hard in that ring tonight, but you’re acting like a complete asshole with a dash of delusional on top of that hot mess sundae.”
“You’re all going to pay for this, I swear. You can’t even congratulate me? Like ‘Oh, Palmer! You’re such a bad bitch fighter—you looked hot as fuck whooping Rhodes’s ass tonight!’ And I’d be like, I know, right? Thank you! Now give me my winner’s orgasms.”
Yeah, I was obsessed. Addicted. Wanted to lick her pussy from dusk til dawn and then roll around in her scent like a dirty dog... but I also didn’t tolerate disrespect. Lying was the quickest way to piss me off.
