Ruined Read Online Loki Renard

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 48018 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 240(@200wpm)___ 192(@250wpm)___ 160(@300wpm)
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I look up his body and meet his eyes. There is a moment of intense connection where our beasts meet, two growling, snarling, slavering things rising from the very depths of our mutual beings. This is the true basis of our connection. This is why he could not kill me and why I now cannot let him go.

Angelo made himself master of Bobby, and he tried to make me as tame as him, but there is a part of me that remains forever feminine, and forever wild.

I wrap my lips around his cock and remind him that I am unnameable, and that testing me will not lead to Bobby’s brutal but easy submission. I will always be a creature to be reckoned with.

Angelo snarls and reaches for my head, his fingers gripping at my hair in a facsimile of control as he tries to wrest power back by fucking my face, pulling my impudent mouth down on his cock over and over again, the head of his dick hitting the back of my throat.

I feel his power, his malice, his mastery, but I am not broken by it. I am not cowed by it. I do not cringe, simper, or submit.

I meet his power with my own.

I let him feel my teeth, just enough to remind him that whatever submission he might impose on me, I take it of my free will. I am dangerous too, and I always will be.

He slows his thrusts and lets out a long sigh of what sounds like satisfaction to me.

I meet his energy. And he meets mine. For a while we are soft together. I move my mouth in languid motions, giving him pleasure and giving myself a sense of control. There is something of the end of summer in this moment, of an era coming to a close. Angelo cannot allow me to get away with having captured him. We both know that. He will have to punish me. He will have to hurt me. He will have to make me pay.

I do not know how this will end, but I know that it must. Then Angelo uses his grip on my hair to pull my mouth from his cock and looks deep into my eyes.

“I love you, Riley,” he purrs down at me, his dark gaze lit with true, dark affection. “But…” He snaps his hand out of one cuff with a sound that echoes around the basement and resonates with my very soul.

I stare at his bare wrist, realizing that the devil I thought I had caught is not trapped at all.

Angelo gives me a look of pure amorous obsession. When he speaks it is in a deep, primal, accented hiss.

“Run, little girl. Run.”

I pull free of Angelo’s arms with a cry of excitement. He could hold me still while he gets himself the rest of the way out, but this is my head start.

I dash up the stairs, past Bobby, and grab the bag I’ve had sitting out ready for this very occasion. It contains multiple passports, several thousand dollars in cash, and a card linked to a private Swiss account containing funds siphoned from my work with Angelo.

“Bye,” Bobby calls out.

The next time he and I interact, we will be on opposite sides of a divide I created. I will be pitted against him as he and Angelo hunt me down and bring me to justice.

The beast inside me is no longer curled, coiled, or restrained. It is stretched out in a full run, expressing itself in all its terrible, wonderful glory.

I run, so that I might be caught, knowing that they will come for me, and knowing that when we are reunited, I will be reclaimed and made theirs anew.

I cannot wait.

THE END

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