Brutal Intentions (Brutal Hearts, #1)

by Lilith Vincent

Lazzaro Rosetti is Mom’s twenty-nine-year-old husband, a grade-A asshole, and my new stepfather.

Someone was going to suffer for what he’d been forced to do, and I’m his perfect victim.

“Come on, Mia. Show me how bad girls get off in the middle of the night.”

“Do as you’re told, Mia. I’m not letting you up until you come again.” Lazzaro thrusts hard against my ass through his sweats and his hot breath is on the back of my neck. The hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on has me pinned in place, and my body craves to give him what he wants. His brutal assault on my senses forces a third orgasm from me. I press my face into the pillow and moan, wishing it didn’t feel so good to be so thoroughly humiliated. My stepfather raggedly breathes into my ear, “Good fucking girl.”

“Pull your shorts down and beg me to fuck you. You’re so wet, I’ll glide right in and be balls deep before you can moan my name.”

My stepdaughter is as filthy as I am, and that blew my goddamn mind, so I blew hers by forcing a few more orgasms from her.

“Now I’m having the most fun I’ve had in years. I’m living under the same roof as a horny little bitch who’s been hungry for my cock the moment I met her. She’s got the prettiest fuck-me eyes I ever saw, and the sound of her moaning my name while I pound her sweet pussy is all I want for Christmas.”

“You’re the pretty one,” he mutters under his breath. A moment later, he shifts on his feet so that his arm is pressed against mine. “You always were.”

No one can hurt you like family can. Just because you tell yourself it doesn’t matter it doesn’t mean you stop caring about that sort of pain.

I don’t give a damn what I should or shouldn’t be doing with this girl. All I know is she feels better than anyone I’ve ever laid hands on and making her smile and come is my number one priority.