Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 221(@200wpm)___ 177(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
“Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.”
I sigh, frustrated. “Stop preaching and start sucking.”
“I’ve become a servant to demons and lost my way from the heavenly father. I’ve cast out his light in favor of this.”
“God and I are very similar, Declan. But when I fuck you, it feels good. My rod doesn’t make you scream in agony. It makes you moan in bliss.”
Declan opens his mouth. I grip the back of his head and propel my hips forward, impaling the back of his throat with sheer force. “Does this remind you of church, Declan? On your knees, but instead of begging for answers from your imaginary daddy, it’s for my cock.”
My dress shirt pools at my feet, unraveling the road maps of my life I wear on my skin. Cold liquid glides down my ass as Cas holds his blade to my side.
I hear Noelle’s audible hiss. My eyes lock with hers, and behind the rich brown of her irises, I see a sadness. She offers me a small smile as a tear glides down her soft cheek. My little Snow, always wanting to help animals, even a monstrous beast like me.
I realize what my flesh looks like, a mangled mess of cuts I’ve tried and failed to cover with intricate tattoos.
“We’ve all got scars, Snow. Some of us wear them on our skin, while others carry them on the inside. They are what forge us into who we are. You don’t need to be sad for mine because, as vicious as they may seem, they’ve led me to this point and to you.”
We don’t have to say a word because, in the silence, there is an understanding. That’s the moment I know she will always belong to us, whether or not she’s with us. Because of her pure heart and empathetic nature, she doesn’t regard us as disgusting animals. She’s the only one who can move past it all and see us as men. I hope it’s as men worthy of her love.
Chapter 19
Caspian
This happens when you’re driven by your fuckin’ cock. I understand how horrific we must appear. I’m not dumb or blind. My eyes are on Sunshine. She’s crying, which makes me want to beat Lorne’s head in. It’s fucked up that her tears are making me hard, but I’m concerned for her, and it’s not because I assume she’ll run.
What’s crazy is that I’ve never been worried about a chick before. I don’t even go down on them. My mentality is to fuck ‘em. Their orgasm isn’t my problem. But with her, all I can think about is making her cum so damn much that she’ll pass out from it. I want to fall asleep with her cradled in my arms and my cock buried in her pussy or ass. I’m good with either hole.
I lean in and whisper in Lorne’s ear, “I should fuck you without lube, so you’ll know how fucked up this is.”
Lorne doesn’t say shit to me. He just lifts his hand and tightens the noose. I should let the fucker strangle himself to death. Instead, I lube my dick and line it up with his asshole as I stab his side with the knife and thrust into his ass.
If this is her reaction to Lorne’s flesh, how she’ll take it when she sees the horror of my skin? There’s a reason I like knives. It’s a fucked up reason, and I don’t want to think about it, but I know Sunshine will ask, and eventually, I’ll have to ‘fess up.
With my eyes locked on her, I glide the knife down Lorne’s side, cutting a little deeper than I usually would. I groan at the sight of the red fluid oozing from his skin and my mouth waters at the notion of the metallic flavor on my tongue.
My hand tightens around Lorne’s stomach as I pull the noose with my free hand. The first time I did this, I forgot to support his body and almost snapped his neck. “The big, bad, Lorne Miller, nothing but a pathetic fuck boy. How does it feel to have no power and be at my mercy?”
Lorne groans as his body flails, arms and legs shaking like a damn airman. It’s fucked up what he makes us do, but I don’t judge. His shit is no crazier than my dick getting hard at the sight of blood.
I gaze down at Declan’s hand moving the rosary on his dick while his mouth works in a fevered frenzy.
“Cut him down!” Sunshine screams, her palms over her eyes, her body shaking.