Beast Of the Mountain by Scarlett Winters

Author:Scarlett Winters [Winters, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9- Apollo

Freya’s in the bathroom, taking a hot shower to wash off her experience with the local cult. I told her where everything was and gave her some clothes of mine to change into for when she’s done. Knowing that she’s safe, here with me, I can relax and process everything that she just told me. Because damn, there’s a lot there that needs to be processed.

What Freya told me tracks with what I already know about my so called neighbors. They’re a cult that worships nature, and they’re afraid of me. I told Freya that I’m probably the “beast” that they planned to sacrifice her to. She seemed a bit embarrassed about the fact that she, as she put it “fell for all that crap” from her birth mother, but I was quick to reassure her that she didn’t do anything wrong. She wanted to know where she came from, there’s nothing wrong with that.

The part about her being a virgin was surprising. Freya wasn’t embarrassed by it, just included it in the story. I’m not sure where the cult got the idea that they needed a “virgin sacrifice” either. Neither Freya nor I are too keen to find out, either.

Finding out that she’s a virgin hasn’t helped staunch the rapidly forming attraction that I feel towards her. As she sat there, I was torn between wanting to bundle her up in the blanket and protect her or to toss her back on the couch, pull that ugly dress off, and have my way with her. But I kept my self-control and did neither.

I shake the thoughts of Freya away and go to the kitchen to put together a couple of sandwiches. Boss and Joe each get tossed some bread, meat, and cheese as I assemble the late dinner. They did good today.

The quiet creak of the water pipes shifting as the shower is turned off catches my ear. Now I’m thinking about how gorgeous Freya would look in the water, smooth limbs glistening. The mental image is enough to get me rock hard in my jeans.

I’m considering whether I should do something about it or not when Freya walks into the room. The sight of her doesn’t help my current situation. She forewent most of the clothes that I offered her and is wearing just one of my old t shirts. It’s baggy on me, so it’s huge on her, landing a couple of inches above her bruised knees. Bruises?

“Are you okay? I thought you told me earlier that you weren’t hurt.” I walk over and squat down in front of her, lightly pressing my fingers against the discoloration I see on her skin.

“I’m fine, just a little banged up,” Freya says.

“Nothing’s swollen, so you should be fine.” I glance up at her, barely resisting the urge to stroke my fingers up her thigh as I stand up.

“Are you a medic or something?” She asks, curious.

I laugh. “No, not even close. Come on, I made us some sandwiches.

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