Raw (RAW Family #1) Read Online Belle Aurora

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Bad Boy, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: RAW Family Series by Belle Aurora
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Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103753 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
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My eyes snap open and what I see then changes everything.

Ling’s eyes open wide, her mouth rounds in an O, and she says, “Do it! Do it, motherfucker!”

The man smirks, flips her over, plunges back inside of little weak Ling, rears his arm back, and slaps her across the face.

Pressure builds in my ears. My eyes widen in shock. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

She gasps loudly, then moans lustfully. He leans over her small body and fucks her hard. Fucks her like he hates her. With his extremely muscular arms on either side of her head supporting him, she leans up and their mouths clash in a vicious kiss.

I suddenly feel rude. As if I’m intruding on a special moment between the two. I haven’t even noticed that Twitch no longer holds me tightly, but has both arms wrapped around my waist with his lips at my temple.

The man snarls and I’m drawn back to the live show. Ling’s eyes flash in excitement before her face contorts once more in fear. Ever the actress, she begs, “No more. Please! No more. I can’t take it.”

The man’s hand slides across the cheek he had slapped and caresses it a moment before his arm rears back once more, and I don’t watch this time. Closing my eyes, I black out what is about to happen.

Smack!

Whimpers fill the air, and Ling cries out, “Oh God! Yes!”

Peeking, I watch Ling’s back come off the bed; her eyes flutter a moment before she jerks uncontrollably, moaning all the while. The man grits his teeth. “Fuck yeah! Come on my cock, babe. Milk me.”

His body stills, his ass clenches, and tipping his head back, he roars as his body thrusts fitfully into the spent body that is Ling.

Feeling as worn as the two panting and lying in a tangle on the bed, my body weakens from the current state of emotions rushing through my head. I lean back into Twitch. With a squeeze to my waist, he leads me away from the mess in front of me and back to his bedroom.

I know what he wants.

I know it should happen.

But I’m dreading this talk.

Fucking Ling.

Always messing with me. Always messing with what’s important to me. I have no idea why I keep her around. The bitch is more trouble than she’s worth.

You know why you keep her around.

Yeah. I guess I do. We’re alike in many ways. Not all, but we get each other.

Squeezing Lexi’s waist, I lead her down the hall until we stand in front of my room. Slowly, as to not spook her, I reach forward and open the door. Not saying a word, she allows me to walk her in and I shut the door behind us.

Letting go of her, I walk over to my bed and sit on the edge. But Lexi just stands there, by the dresser, staring into nothingness.

“Lexi, come over here.”

Nothing. She stands where she is. The light in her eyes has dimmed so much that I wonder if I’ve broken her so soon in our game.

“Come here, Lexi. Sit with me. We’ll talk.”

Relief and disappointment both pass through me as her brows furrow. “I- I don’t understand,” she says softly.

I state, “You wouldn’t.”

Taking a step back, she bumps into the dresser. “He was hurting her. He was—” Her eyes lose focus. “And she was… He hit her and she… I don’t understand.”

I hate the way she sounds so young right now. It takes me back to my childhood. A place I’d rather keep buried deep. Standing, I take her in a moment. My angel. She looks beautiful tonight. As always. But right now, she looks like a fallen angel.

Devastated. Rocked. And Distressed.

It’s sick, but I like it.

Begging my cock not to react is impossible. It jerks in my pants and I take a few steps towards her. I won’t beg. I don’t beg. But I will meet her halfway. For tonight. Holding out my hand to her, I order gently, “Take my hand.”

Finally looking up at me, her blue eyes looking much too pale, the gloom there actually starts to bother me.

Nope. I don’t like it.

Extending my hand a little further, she stares at it a long time before she whispers, “You knew. You- you knew.”

I nod. “Yeah. We can discuss it when you’re not so far away from me.”

Leaning even further back into the dresser, she asks, “What if I don’t want to discuss it?”

I don’t like being questioned. Gritting my teeth, I quash down my sudden annoyance and manage a gentle but calm voice as I tell her firmly, “We need to discuss it.”

Her eyes bore into mine. So much sadness there.

Reaching out slowly and uncertainly, she places her small hand into mine, and with a small tug, I pull her into my body, wrapping my arms around her and walking backwards towards the bed. Sitting, I bring her down to sit on my lap and play with the fingers on her left hand as I start. “You weren’t meant to see that.”


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