Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 78142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78142 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
“That’s where you’re wrong,” he growls. “I may have kissed you first, but I stopped. The second kiss? That was all you.”
I can’t deny his words. Can’t deny them because they’re the God’s honest truth.
“So tell me, Diana,” he continues. “What is it that you’re looking for tonight? Are you horny? Did Antonio not fulfill your needs?”
Before I can stop myself, my hand flies up, and I slap him across the face.
“Antonio is a gentleman. We didn’t do anything. I wasn’t looking for…”
He meets my gaze, his cheek beginning to redden. “You’re looking for what then, Diana? A breath-catching make-out session? Some long, slow, and languid lovemaking?” His face darkens. “Because if any of that is what you’re looking for, you won’t find it with me.”
“Won’t I?”
He runs a finger from my neck down to the tips of my thumb, nearly making me collapse to the floor. “I can only take you into hell, Diana. You won’t get hearts and flowers from me.”
I draw in a breath. “Maybe I don’t want hearts and flowers.”
“Are you sure you want a visit from an honest-to-God demon?”
I step backward, my breath pitching. My heart is already stampeding, but it nearly stops at his words.
He takes a step toward me, closing the distance between us. “Because that’s what you’ll get with me. I can satisfy you. I can make your body hum with desire.” He takes another step. “But you won’t get hearts and flowers. You won’t get love, Diana.” One final step. He’s less than an inch away from me. “You’ll only get lust and wrath…and a little bit of gluttony.”
I raise an eyebrow. “What about sloth? Which other deadly sins are you ready to give me?”
“I don’t have to give you any sins,” he says. “Because I am sin, Diana. I am darkness. I live in hell on earth, and that’s where I’ll take you.”
Goose bumps take over my flesh until I’m convinced I’m an icicle. An icicle with a heated core.
Do I really think Dragon is hell on earth?
No.
But do I think he thinks it?
He must, or why would he say it?
I’m not looking for love. But I’m not looking for hell, either.
I don’t think he is hell.
But what I crave now is a little bit of his darkness.
If I have to go to hell to get it?
I’m ready to go.
Like I said, sunlight can be overrated.
You get too much of that? You crave a little darkness.
Dragon has darkness in abundance.
What if this isn’t me?
What if my craving for a little bit of his darkness sends me into a spiral I don’t want?
Diana’s a good girl.
Diana always does the right thing.
Diana would never follow a rock star to Europe like her baby sister did.
Of course, Brianna ended up getting her heart’s desire after taking the risk and leaping without a net.
But Dragon isn’t my heart’s desire.
I don’t know what that is.
All I know is this moment.
And in this moment? I want Dragon Locke more than I’ve ever wanted any man in my lifetime.
“Well?” he asks, his voice low.
“Give me a minute.”
“How many minutes do you need? Because I learned a long time ago to live for the day. For the minute. The goddamned second.” He places his hand around my waist and draws my body against his. “Because your life can be over in an instant.”
I part my lips, stop my jaw from dropping.
He’s an addict, yes. He’s had a rough night, getting arrested for something he claims he didn’t do.
He’s not talking about either of those things.
No. He’s talking about something else entirely.
Something inside him—something that gives him his darkness.
I clear my throat, will my voice not to stammer. “I don’t believe that you’re hell. That you’re sin.”
The gold flecks in his eyes are almost glowing, perhaps with the fire and brimstone within him.
“Then you’d be wrong.”
I set my hands on my hips. “Maybe I want a little darkness in my life.”
“A little darkness is one thing, Diana. I’m a whole other thing.”
“I’m not sure what to say.”
“If you think you’ve been a good girl all your life, and you think taking a man with a little bit of an edge to bed will be some kind of experience, then you’re like a lot of women I’ve known.” He grips my waist, his nails digging into my flesh through my sweater. “But let me make one thing abundantly clear. If that’s what you’re looking for? Look elsewhere. Because you can’t even begin to know where I will take you.”
I gulp. “The only person who believes you’re that dark inside, Dragon, is you.”
“I’m done talking.” He advances toward me. “I want you. I want to sink my cock inside your sweet little cunt more than I want my next breath of air. But I won’t force you. I may be sin, but I have my limits.”