Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Fine. Suit yourself. Fuck you.”
And I drive off to get as far away from her as fast as possible.
I dropped her off at Spine Ridge U safely. What more could she want?
I slam my hands against the steering wheel and yell, “Fuck!”
None of it will curb my rage.
For a moment there just after we both came, all the coiled-up emotions that had entangled around my heart were released … just for a moment …
Before it all came crashing right back into my chest the second she opened her mouth and told me she hated me.
Fuck her.
Fuck that woman who I’ve been trying to haunt so badly I didn’t realize she started haunting my soul instead.
ARES
I lean over the banister to watch Caleb strut into the house in the middle of the night, clothes covered in blood.
Where the fuck has he been?
I slowly march down the steps and approach him from behind as he hangs his coat. “You’re late.”
He pauses and waits a second before answering. “I was busy.”
“I can see that,” I reply, ogling the blood up close. “Whose blood is that?”
“No one that matters.”
I step closer so I’m within an inch of his face. “What were you doing out there? Think hard before you answer. Lie to me and we’re done.”
His nostrils flare. “Crystal needed help. She got attacked. I protected her. The end.”
My eyes narrow. “You were following her.”
“So what if I was?” He passes by me, but I won’t let him get away this fast.
I grip his arm and stop him mid-track, but the scent that comes from his hand makes me fixate on his fingers. He shudders in place as I bring them to my nose and take a whiff, then dip out my tongue to take a lick.
“You …” His eyes widen as rage becomes me. “You fingered her?”
He swiftly retracts his hand and says, “I d—”
I grip his collar. “Don’t. Lie. To. Me.”
A ragged breath leaves his mouth. “Yes.”
My nostrils flare.
I can’t fucking believe he went behind my back and fingerfucked her on his way back.
How dare he?
I drag him with me to the bathroom downstairs and throw him in. I don’t even care to close the door before I start interrogating him. “Where?”
“I tried to resist, I fucking swear on my life. But I just fucking couldn’t. She was sitting right beside me and—”
“In the fucking car I gifted you?” I growl.
He backs away until he hits the wall. “She drove me insane. You drove me insane with lust.”
“Insane?” I parrot, closing in on him. I plant a hand beside his head on the wall. “Insane? You don’t even know the meaning of it if it was staring you right in the face.” I tip up his chin. “You betrayed me.”
He shakes his head. “I couldn’t take it anymore. You were edging me for so long, and then she needed my help and ended up in my car, and I … let myself go.” He averts his eyes. “I knew this would happen. I knew you’d be mad.”
“Of course, I’m fucking mad.” I make him look at me. “I told you not to fucking touch her without my permission, and then you went and fingered her.”
“I’m sorry,” he mutters, his eyes filling with regret.
And I fear I may have pushed him too far.
“I almost … drove off a goddamn cliff,” he adds.
I sigh out loud.
Fuck.
“I didn’t want to fucking do it.”
Yet he did.
“You … couldn’t help yourself, could you?” I say, looking down at his bloodied clothes. “You just had to go and kill some more … and then feel her pussy after.” I lick my lips.
“I was consumed,” he says. “By rage and a need I’ve never felt.”
“Did murdering them make you feel good?” I lean in to lick the droplets of blood off his neck. “Did it make your cock hard?”
I lower my hand and grip his bulge instead, which is still throbbing in his pants from the aftermath of whatever the fuck they just did in that car.
“Is that why you wanted her so badly?” I ask.
He groans. “Ares …”
“Did she make you come so hard all over yourself you saw stars?”
I zip down his pants and he leans into me, moaning.
“Not just that. The steering wheel is ruined.”
“Were you so overcome by desire you couldn’t stop yourself from soiling the fucking car I gave you as a present?” I squeeze his dick until it hardens in my hand. “Answer me.”
“Yes!” he mewls.
I spin him around and smash his face up against the wall. “I made a grave mistake allowing you to simmer in your own lust,” I growl as I yank down his pants. “But don’t fucking worry, Caleb. Your punishment won’t be like teetering on the edge of bliss any longer.”
I grab a bottle of lube from the top shelf above the sink and rip down my zipper, pulling out my hard-on.