Ravenous: Reverse Harem Romance by Jaymie Acosta

Author:Jaymie Acosta [Acosta, Jaymie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-10T20:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Am I breaking a rule?” I glanced at Cleaver’s walls around the cross for a do not touch sign.

“No, but you seem…” He shrugged. “Sad.” Cropped close to his head, his dark hair gave him a menacing appearance. He wore jeans and a red t-shirt because he didn’t need the leather costume to show his dominance. It oozed off him.

I cleared my throat and pasted on my best fake smile. “Nope, I’m fine.”

“That’s a bald-faced lie.” He approached me, blocking my escape off the small staging area. “People who lie deserve to be punished.”

My mouth opened but nothing came out. He was right. I was a liar. I’d lied to Pierre and I lied to myself. I was pressed against the cross now as he leaned closer to me. “Do you belong to Zur-Sin?” I’d lived in the nest long enough to recognize the vamps who lived there.

“All vampires in Lake City belong to him but I’m old enough not to need to live in his nest. Do you belong to him?”

“No.” It came out so quietly I doubted anyone without supernatural hearing would have heard it.

He took a deep breath as if savoring it. “That’s almost truth. I won’t poach the master’s playmates.”

“I’m his…” What the hell was I to Sin? Not his girlfriend, or even his friend. He took care of me, gave me shelter, and fed me. My stomach twisted in knots. “I’m his pet.” That didn’t really label me well either, because most people loved their pets. “He doesn’t own me.” There. That covered what I really wanted to say.

“You look like a bad girl.” He set his hand on my bare midriff.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because only bad girls wander back here.” Or stupid ones, his voice implied. “People have been known to get punished for less in this part of the dungeon.”

I held my breath. He wanted to hurt me. I could see it in his eyes. He had the same look Sin got when he discussed his hobby. Icy fear coursed through my veins and sent chills along my spine. If I screamed for help, someone would hear me, but who would care? I blinked at the stranger hovering over me. That’s what it all came down to, the story of my life. Those who did care about me shouldn’t and those I wanted to care about me didn’t. I’d never been so alone.

He pushed me toward the exit. “You should go back to the bar, little girl, and learn better manners.”

“Maybe I want you to punish me.” It was the least I deserved. I’d wrecked not just my life but Pierre’s and the postman’s. He’d been married when I’d torn the clothes off his back. I’d been so far gone with hunger, my pheromones took over the postman’s mind and he’d taken me on the floor by the front door. Last I’d heard his wife had filed for divorce. “Like you said, I’m a bad, bad girl.”

A spark of interest flashed in his gaze.

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