Eli (Mallick Brothers Book 4) by Jessica Gadziala

Author:Jessica Gadziala [Gadziala, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-08-30T18:30:00+00:00

TEN

Eli

What the fuck was wrong with me?

I hadn't done enough bad shit in my life, I had to go and mark up the one little bit of good I had going for me? I had to drag her down into my darkness with me?

I meant what I said.

I had never been into the BDSM scene.

Sure, I knew about it. Who didn't?

And, okay, I had used binding and wax and plugs and hair pulling and choking and bare-handed spanking in the bedroom before. But I hadn't ever bound a woman, plugged her, flogged her, then fucked her.

I sure as fuck had never left marks on a woman before.

That was just so far and beyond what I believed was acceptable between men and women. And while I understood there were absolutely women out there who liked to be whipped bloody, who got off by having marks on their skin, I just couldn't seem to convince myself that Autumn was one of them.

When I got home from the store, stomach swirling with an all-too-familiar disgust in myself, I hauled upstairs into my studio, working on a new piece, not knowing what I was going to make, but throwing those feelings into it.

Once I worked through the shame, getting that out of the forefront of my mind, memories of my confrontation with Hunter came about, and I abandoned one canvas for the next, a huge one, one that would likely take up a good portion of one of the walls.

They were my family

Except all the adults had their heads facing down.

And all the kids had no faces.

Even half done, it hurt to look at.

Knife, meet gut.

It was never going to end.

Not until I was off parole at least and could move, not when there was always a chance of running into them.

What the fuck was it going to feel like if I was driving down the street and saw Fee walking with the girls?

I couldn't imagine.

"Damn, that's dark."

"Jesus," I growled, whirling around to where Bobby was standing a few feet behind me.

"What?" he asked, looking innocent. "You didn't bother to lock it!"

"This might be a hard one to accept here, Bobby, but an unlocked door is not an invitation."

"What's got your panties in a bunch?" he asked, moving out into the hall as I walked toward him as well.

"I had a run-in with my brother this afternoon." I chose to leave out then consensually beat the shit out of a girl I had feelings for. Because, well, that one was just not somewhere I was willing to go.

"Which one?"

"Hunter, the tattoo artist."

"Ah, the one with the girls."

"Yeah," I agreed, feeling the grief well up, and forcing that shit right back down. I needed better control. The grief would turn to anger, and I couldn't slip up like that again.

"What'd he say?"

"He was angry," I told him, going into my fridge for the beer Bobby brought me that I wasn't supposed to have in the house. I really needed to get rid of the rest of it.

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