King of Nothing: a dark RH Peter Pan Retelling (Brutal Never Boys) by Mona Black

Author:Mona Black [Black, Mona]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Black Wing Press
Published: 2023-04-19T18:30:00+00:00

14

WENDY

“You can sleep, Peter. I’ve seen it,” I mutter and wipe at the tears still leaking from my eyes. “And Tink said you dream, too. So don’t give me that ‘you humans’ crap.”

He doesn’t reply.

Figures.

God, I need to stop crying.

What the hell, right? How can these boys take me from the highest high to rock bottom in the blink of an eye, making me feel so good, then humiliating me, over and over? They are the most confusing people I’ve ever met.

The issue is why I like them at all.

I don’t, I decide. Lust is one thing, but liking them… No. Hell, no. My body is confused. They act… erratically. They go from kind and nice to violent and weird in seconds.

And… and it’s exciting. Arousing. This game of fear and pleasure.

God. I put my hands over my face, take a few deep breaths. What’s wrong with me?

Seriously, what’s wrong with me?

Half-naked on this strange bed, my sweater and shirt shredded, my bra torn, my panties… gone somewhere, leaking cum between my legs.

Coming so hard from their manipulation of my body like never before, torn between terror and passion all the time.

A rollercoaster of sensations and emotions that’s left me so drained I could just lie back down and go to sleep.

If only I didn’t feel so guilty for enjoying it.

For liking it.

For craving it.

Is it my past? Does it have to do with my father and the games he played with me? Is it a scar inside of me that makes me this way? How bad of a timing is it that I had to fully uncover this long-suspected side of me on this cursed island, with these cursed boys?

I mean, I knew that nice and gentle wasn’t doing it for me, but this?

This is sick.

And I loved every frigging minute of it.

Yes, looking back… even the fear. Especially the fear. It made everything sharp and bright, heightened every sensation, honed every slice of pleasure.

I’m sick. I’m strange.

This is so wrong.

So why does it feel right? Why do I crave it so much?

Dressed only in my short skirt and the shreds of my sweater, shirt and bra, I get off the bed, I go to the door and try it. It swings open.

I don’t see anyone outside.

This is wrong and I need to get away.

Covering my boobs with my hands, I walk into the living room. I need clothes. I can’t wander around like this. Where do they keep their clothes? I haven’t seen a single closet in the entire house.

The shutters on the windows are wooden, painted blue, and through the slats, I see green foliage.

Which is odd. Wasn’t the house underground?

It’s quiet. Too quiet. Have they left me here alone? Is it possible, after all the talk about keeping an eye on me, stopping me from running but also protecting me?

Or is it safe now that they apparently convinced Hook—Jas—that I’m not the one they’ve been looking for?

But then why was Tink so upset? And Peter… why did he sound like he was regretting fucking me?

“This was a mistake.

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