Creep: Monsters In Us Duet Book 1 by Marie Ann

Author:Marie Ann [Ann, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creedence Publishing
Published: 2021-04-22T18:30:00+00:00

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Vincent

I got lost in the moment with her again. Watching her bring a knife to her skin—knowing what she was going to do—something came over me and I lost all sense of reason. I need to be the one to hurt her and bring her pain, but I can’t keep losing my control with her. She’s going to be my fucking ruin, my fucking demise, and she’s going to demolish everything in my life.

I groan in frustration as I lie in bed, staring up at the high ceiling. I blindly reach across to my bedside table and smack my hand around until I find the remote to the sound system. Without caring to choose a song, I hit play. “Send The Pain Below” by Chevelle blasts through the speakers but it’s not loud enough so I turn it up as loud as it will go and toss the remote on the bed next to me.

Memories from mere hours ago flood my mind. The need to hurt her seeped into my blood, begging me to sink the blade in a little deeper. To watch her bleed out in front of me, the life draining from her little by little. But the moment those little moans escaped her lips, giving away how much she wanted me, I snapped.

She’s so fucking addictive. Her broken and beautifully tragic soul lures my raging inferno of one out of its depths, and together they merge into something savage, ravenous. It wreaks havoc on both of our minds, and both of our souls. And when we come out of it? Neither one of us remains the same.

I trace my tattoo, thinking about my mother and her addiction. I swore to myself I would never touch the shit, or any drug in fact, but I’m slowly beginning to realize now, addiction is about much more than a simple fucking drug. An addiction can be so much more. Take Essa for example. I know she’s addicted to hurting herself. She does it not only because she wants to, but because she needs to. And the fucking moment I drew blood on her, I knew she was going to fuck me up.

Because now I’ve had a taste, her blood and her fucking pain is what I need and the more I get, the more I crave. Her screams and her moans. Her fighting and her fucking attitude. All of it is becoming a fucking addiction and as much as I tell myself I don’t want her, I know it’s a fucking lie.

Her blood is a beacon, begging for me to set it free, to let it flow. And plus the way she fucking tastes? Fuck. My dick hardens, desperate to taste the metallic zing of her blood again. I grasp my cock in my fist, stroking at a fast pace.

In my head, all I hear are her moans for me. All I see is her blood covering her skin. All I feel are my fingers in her tight, wet pussy which grips me so fucking tight.

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