Saints: A Dark Captive Romance Novel (Saints and Cynics Book 1) by Alice T. Boone

Author:Alice T. Boone [Boone, Alice T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Independent
Published: 2022-06-08T16:00:00+00:00

Her moans would take another minute to die down, but my head had gone silent long before that. My fingers pulled out of her once her body relaxed, rubbing gentle circles along her clit as she tried to remember how to stand. I was supposed to be able to relax. I was supposed to find peace in an undying need. It should have made me feel normal, feel accepted, to know that the disease that haunted me had infected her as well. But this beast would never let anything go. Through the thickness of her excitement, the scent of copper tainted every memory. Panic shot through my system before I knew what I was doing. Sharp hands pulled her away from me, and as my eyes travelled back down to her torn side, an old emotion stole that sense of peace.

You destroy everything you touch.

When that shiver ran over my body, Birdie pulled away entirely. Her golden eyes wouldn’t rest on me— not as she was busy trying to cover herself. All I wanted to do was leave, to get away from that disgusting mix of scents, but before I could make my way to the door, Birdie’s fingers wrapped around my wrist. She was hurt. She was vulnerable. She needed me, but when I looked back, all I saw was the same girl I saw the night of the party.

The one who wanted me to make this right.

The one who knew I never would.

“I need help,” she moaned, tugging me back towards the shower. “I can’t get in by myself.”

Seeing her like that, seeing those golden eyes again, only fed the hurt in my chest. It wasn’t right how badly I wanted to help her. It wasn’t right that I never could. If I picked her up, I’d fuck her against the shower wall. If I picked her up, I’d fuck her until she bruised, fuck her until she screamed, fuck her until she became mine entirely.

I’d ruin her.

I’d ruin her and I’d never get her back.

“You grinded against my hand just fine.” Her shoulders collapsed as I pulled my wrist from her grip. “You can handle a fucking bathtub.”

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