Stitches (The Boys of Chapel Crest, #3)

by K.G. Reuss

“You’re so beautiful, heaven,” I whispered. “You’re my pretty girl, aren’t you?”

“Oh, there you go, baby. Fuck. That’s it. I’m going to do it again and you’re going to cry out for me.”

“Fuck. You’re coming so much for me. Good girl. Good fucking girl. Fuck, Sirena. Fuck, baby. You’re going to make me come too. Is that what you want, pretty girl? To make me come inside this tight, hot pussy you’re making me sin for? Huh? You want me to paint your pussy white with my come?”

“Oh, heaven. Fuck yeah, baby. There you go. There you go. Come on my cock just like that. Just like that, baby. Oh god. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

“There you go, baby. Show Dante how much you like him eating your pussy.” Ashes’s lips were at my ear, whispering all sorts of dirty things into it. “You feel his tongue on your clit? Feels good, doesn’t it? Show him how much you like it.”

It was my sickness, taking her innocence while she slumbered so peacefully. I wanted to be the nightmare she couldn’t wake from. Couldn’t escape from.

Dear God. If you’re listening, I’m about to do some really bad things. Forgive me. Amen.

Don’t stay away because you’re scared. Come to me because you are. I will protect you. I will always protect you.”