The Dark One Quotes

“She’ll checkmate your ass before you even know you’re sitting at the board.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“He is an unholy sight. And I will never stop sinning for him.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“I’m a china cup that has been broken so many times that I’m never sure if I’m a cup or just separate pieces held together by glue and sheer determination, molded into a cup-like shape. I know how to crack and I know how to mend.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Dying would be an awfully big adventure.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“To all the girls who have broken and mended.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“I will pick Darling over my own wings because with her I am already flying. She is mine and I am hers.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Do you like her?” Please say no. Please say no. He scowls at me and I shiver beneath his glimmering black eye. “Cherry.” “Yes?” “Shut the fuck up.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Paper can say a lot about a man. So can his handwriting. His clothing. His posture. His diction. I suppose everything can say a lot about a man.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“You’ll let us fuck you into oblivion but not care for you when you’re injured?”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“I’m not brooding,” I say while I brood.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Darling? Do you doubt me?” he repeats, just as something soft slithers up my legs. I look down to see a vine twining around my calves.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“And Kas hits my clit just right, forcing the orgasm out of me. I slam down on his hand and he shoves up inside of me. Kas holds me fast against his chest as the ropes creak and the bindings on my wrist bite against my flesh. The orgasm pounds through every hollow, burning through every nerve as my own pleasure drenches me and Kas. “Fuck yeah,” Kas says. “Fuck, she’s clenching so tight around me.” “Our little Darling likes being used.” Bash angles me to the side, his mouth coming to my ear. “You hear that, Darling?” Kas drags his fingers out of me, then shoves back in, making a loud wet noise. “That’s the sound of your defeat.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Bash’s hands come to the hem of my dress and yank it up. He clucks his tongue. “I don’t think you should be allowed to wear panties anymore.” “I would agree,” Kas says and relieves me of them in one quick yank. “Maybe she shouldn’t be allowed to wear any clothes at all.” Bash lets the skirt of my dress drop back down, then slides his hand up the curve of my waist to my breast. His touch is patient as he presses into my ass, letting me know he’s hard for me. “I can’t just walk around naked,” I say. “Why not?” he purrs against my ear. “Then we could admire you at all hours of the day and night. Have you dripping wet whenever we’d like, with nothing to stand between us.” He rubs at my nipple, coaxing it to bead.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“I like it.” I step into her and trail a finger down her cheek. She exhales in an excited gasp. “How many times do you think we can make her come? Three? Five? Ten?” “There’s only one way to find out,” Kas says. “Are you ready, Darling? When we’re done with you, you’ll be begging us to stop.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“like it.” I step into her and trail a finger down her cheek. She exhales in an excited gasp. “How many times do you think we can make her come? Three? Five? Ten?” “There’s only one way to find out,” Kas says. “Are you ready, Darling? When we’re done with you, you’ll be begging us to stop.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“When I return to the loft, my dear brother has Darling pressed to the trunk of the Never Tree. She’s trembling beneath him, occupied by his lips. So when I snatch her wrist and double loop the rope around her, it catches her off guard. A cute little breath hiccups past her lips. I am an experienced knotter and I have both arms tied to the tree in less than thirty seconds. Kas and I step back to admire my handy work. I’ve used a single column tie on both her wrists and lashed her to low hanging branches of the Never Tree. They are good, basic knots. Easy to undo. Hard to get out of. “Look at our Darling,” I tell my brother. “Trussed up like the naughty little girl she is.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Perhaps that’s why, when she’s in my arms, I feel like I’ve come home. I will never tell her that. I will not tell a soul. I don’t have weaknesses and certainly not pretty little Darling girls.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“And you left her?” “More like she was liberated from my possession.” “Fucking hell.” He turns a circle and scrubs at his face. “Why would you do that?” “She was of no use to me.” “Pan!” “Don’t try to wring guilt from me. You will be left wanting. The fact remains—I know where she is and I suspect once your brother finds out she’s in the realms and not bones in mortal soil, he’ll want to know where, too.” “He’ll fucking kill you. You know that, right?”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“I can be brutal and fuck her and treat her like my whore, but I will care for her when she’s wounded and she will submit to it, and I will prove to her that she can have both from me. I will not betray her when she needs me the most.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Hold still.” “It hurts.” “You were going to let Vane do with you what he pleased and you’re complaining about a little bit of alcohol?”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Vane!” I yell. He turns just slightly, the line of his jaw meeting the rise of his shoulder. “You can have me any way you need me.” “Darling,” Kas says on a hiss. “The fuck are you doing?” I edge closer, keeping my arms out to prove I mean him no harm. Vane drops Pan and the darkness immediately recedes and Pan hunches over, hand clutched at his chest.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Shhhh,” he coos. “Save your tears for when it really hurts.” My eyes bulge from their sockets. “Please let her go,” Pan says, as the twins edge around us. “She thinks she wants it,” Vane goes on. “Let me prove to her why she shouldn’t.” If I had air in my lungs, I’d be screaming. I wrap my hand around Vane’s wrist, the other scrabbles at his grip on me. I need air. I need air. Some kind of reprieve. Fuck.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“But before I know what’s happening, I’m flown across the room and thrown up against a wall, Vane’s hand wrapped around my throat.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Maybe I am his property. Maybe I don’t hate that idea. Pan is relentless and my pussy takes the pounding. I will take and take because there will always be power in it.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“You want us, Darling, you have us, but you follow my rules. Do you understand?” I take in several slow, measured breaths. “Say it, Darling.” “Yes. Fine. I’ll follow your rules.” “If you’re hungry for cock, you have four to choose from. Four and no more.” He hooks his hands around my thighs and yanks my ass to the edge of the chair. “If I catch you touching anyone else, I will not be happy.” With my panties still askew, he nestles into my opening. “Tell me you understand.” “I understand.” He fills me up and I exhale quickly. His thrusting tempo shifts. Faster. Harder. He bends my legs up and pounds into me and I’m so wet and he’s so hard, we make a loud squelching sound as we fuck.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“He slides his fingers up the seam of my panties, purposefully dragging the backside of his knuckles over my pussy, then my clit. I shake with the pleasure of it. “Yes, what?” I sink into the plush leather chair. “Yes…Pan?” He spits on my pussy, and slides two fingers up to meet my swollen nub. “Try again.” “Yes…” I inhale sharply when he slides back down and sticks his fingers deep inside of me. “Yes, my king.” “Good girl,” he says and finally gives me what I want and need—his mouth on my pussy. He licks and teases and fucks me with his tongue. I writhe in the chair, but he has me caged. I pant and moan at the ceiling. He is relentless with his mouth. The pleasure builds in my clit and when he adds a finger, fucking me with three, a high-pitched keening escapes my throat. I can feel them all watching me.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“The only pussy I will have is your pussy.” His eyes pop open again and he sits forward, grabbing me beneath the arms and whirling me around so that I’m the one in the chair and he’s the one on his knees. “The only mouth that will come near my cock is your mouth.” He bunches my dress up around my waist. “The only girl who will sit on my lap like a pretty little trophy is you.” He hooks a finger in my panties and yanks them aside, baring me. “The only girl I will treat like my personal whore is you.” He”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“The Never King is mine. And I’m going to make him admit it.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“Bash rocks his hips forward as he drives me down on him, the head of his shaft hitting the back of my throat. I gag. He pulls out and I suck in a deep breath. Pan says behind me, “Don’t go easy on her, Bash. She wanted it, make her take it.” “Who am I to deny what the king demands?” Bash nudges me back, then rises to his feet. He slaps me in the face with his cock and I gasp in surprise. “Don’t stop, Darling. Go on.” He’s smiling at me, amber eyes bright.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One

“And hate is just an inch away from like. The line is incredibly thin.”
― Nikki St. Crowe, The Dark One