Final Girls and F*ck Boys: A Murder Game Prequel by Salem Sinclair

Author:Salem Sinclair [Sinclair, Salem]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-27T00:00:00+00:00

10

“Idon’t submit,” I whispered again, the words spilling from my lips like a challenge, each breath shallower than the last. My heart hammered in my chest, but I didn’t flinch. I refused to. My eyes were locked on Atley’s, defiant even as his hand tightened around my thigh. The pressure was steady, possessive, a silent reminder that I wasn’t in control of this moment.

Not anymore.

His smile deepened, and there was something wicked and predatory in the way his lips curled, like a wolf toying with its prey. "We’ll see," he repeated, voice low and intimate, sending a shiver down my spine. He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ear, the scent of him filling my senses. "You’ve got fire in you, little saint, but fire burns out."

I could feel the heat of his body pressing against mine, the weight of him pinning me in place. It was intoxicating, all raw power and dark intent. I wanted to push him away, to prove I wasn’t someone who could be claimed so easily, but the truth was, some part of me didn’t want to resist. Some part of me was drawn to him, to this, like a moth to a flame.

But I wasn’t ready to let him know that.

Not yet.

His hand slid higher, fingers tracing a path along the curve of my hip, slow and deliberate, as if savoring the way my body tensed beneath his touch. "You want to test me?" he asked, voice gravel rough as his lips brushed against the skin of my neck. "You want to see how far you can go before you break?"

I swallowed hard, my pulse quickening. "I don’t break," I said, though my voice trembled slightly at the lie. "And I don’t bow."

Atley chuckled darkly, the sound vibrating through me, sending another wave of heat through my veins. His hand moved to cup my chin, forcing my gaze back to his.

“Not yet,” he whispered, his voice laced with a dark promise. “But you will.”

I bit back a sharp breath as his mouth found mine, the kiss rough and consuming, stealing the air from my lungs. There was nothing gentle about the way he claimed me, nothing tender in the way his lips moved against mine, but there was something else—something primal, something that spoke to the darkest parts of me, the parts I kept hidden, even from myself.

He pulled back just enough to speak, his breath hot against my lips. “Do you know what I see when I look at you, Priestly?” he murmured, voice so low, it was almost a growl. “I see someone who wants to be broken, someone who craves it. You wear your defiance like armor, but underneath, you’re aching to give in.”

His words sank into me, every syllable stoking the flames of something dangerous inside me, something I wasn’t ready to face. I wanted to hate him for it, for seeing through me so clearly, for stripping away the walls I’d spent so long building.

But I couldn’t deny that he was right.

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