Raw: Rebirth Read Online Belle Aurora (RAW Family #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: RAW Family Series by Belle Aurora
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Total pages in book: 178
Estimated words: 170884 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 854(@200wpm)___ 684(@250wpm)___ 570(@300wpm)
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It was a privilege. I loved that side of Aslan Sadik.

I would say I missed him, but that would be a goddamn lie. The last time we fucked, he punched me so hard he almost left me with a broken jaw. Lucky for him, I was into that. I came more times than I should have.

No, I didn’t miss Aslan. I missed sex with Aslan.

My nipples beaded as I let out a soundless sigh. “What are you doing here, Sadik?”

I could still feel his teeth on me, biting me like the rabid dog he was.

His eyes never left mine as he slowly walked into my office. “I missed you.” He grinned, and we both knew that was a fucking lie, so... yeah, try again. When my eyes narrowed on him, he put his hands on the back of the guest chair and leant in on it. “I hear you’re having problems with your boys.”

My hackles rose.

It was days like this that I just wanted to relinquish the power I’d stupidly taken to become an untouchable and go back to being a ho without a care in the world.

I blinked at him as my cherry-red lips stretched widely with a smile. “Don’t tell me you came here to offer your advice, Aslan.” My face hardened. “Save your breath.” I looked back to my computer screen. “Or I’ll make sure you don’t get a chance to breathe again.”

The thought of killing Aslan made my core clench. I was already wet.

Aslan’s eyes darkened a shade. “Talk to me like that again. Disrespect me. I fucking dare you.” He moved close looking down at my lips before licking his own. “I honestly don’t give a fuck if you’ve got issues with your boys, but I am here to tell you if you’re stupid enough to trespass on my territory—”

“You’ll kill me?” I stared at him.

At that, he took in a deep breath, moved around the desk, and knelt down, right in front of me, getting in my face. His voice was deceptively calm, but those pretty eyes held an intensity I didn’t like. “I won’t kill you, Ling. That would be too easy.” His hand came up to grasp my chin, and he gripped it tight enough to bruise. He brought his face to mine, and the closer he got, I started to feel somewhat like a dog being backed into a corner. When his lips were a hair’s breadth away, he spoke softly. “I’ll start by killing your men. All of them. Your brothers included. No one you love will be safe.” He pressed a gentle kiss to my lips, and when I tried to pull away, his eyes flashed. Digging his fingers into my cheeks, he gritted his teeth and hissed. “I will fuck with you so hard you won’t be able to stand without seeming bowlegged, my little viper.” His face contorted, and he pressed a painful, bruising kiss to my lips. “I’ll play mind games with you every day of your miserable life. You’ll never know when I’m coming, but I will come. I’ll be in the shadows, for always, until the day arrives when—” He smiled, and his entire face transformed with it, no longer vicious, but once again beautiful. “—I will watch you take a gun to your head, pull the trigger, and splatter your brain across the fucking walls.” He sighed happily. “And what a beautiful sight it will be.”

Still gripping my cheeks forcefully, he held my eyes as he slowly reached between my legs and pushed my panties aside. When he felt the wetness there, his eyes fluttered, and Aslan lost some of his steam. “You crazy bitch.” He slid a finger inside me, and my entire body caved immediately, submitting to him. As my eyes rolled back and my lips parted, Aslan bit his lip, and then whispered, “I want to fuck you so hard.”

My voice was hard. “You almost killed me last time.”

His eyes flashed dangerously, and then he grinned and muttered, “I want to do it again.”

The lone digit inside me started to make a “come here” motion, and I bit the inside of my cheek. Jesus Christ, it felt so fucking good. But I needed to be strong. “Things are different now. We can’t.”

If my men found out I was fucking the king of The Lost Boys, I would lose all respect, and to be honest, it wasn’t something I could risk. I was doing a fucking good job of losing their respect on my own. I didn’t need the help.

“I know we shouldn’t, but—” Aslan grinned into my mouth. “—you think you could stop me, bitch?”

My core clenched at the thought of him taking me roughly, brutally, and he felt it. I know this because he chuckled into my cheek.

I’d never given a single fuck about what people thought about me. I’d done bad things unapologetically my entire life. I did what I did, when I wanted to, because that was how Ling Nguyen rolled. And, at that moment, I hated myself for being the way I was.


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