The Vengeance You Crave: A Dark College Bully Romance (Maddison Kings University Book 4) by Tracy Lorraine

The Vengeance You Crave: A Dark College Bully Romance (Maddison Kings University Book 4) by Tracy Lorraine

Author:Tracy Lorraine [Lorraine, Tracy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-23T16:00:00+00:00


Pain slices through my body when I come to the next morning. I roll onto my back and just about to smother my moan as my muscles pull.

Memories of the reason for my aching body slam into me like a freaking movie. The dining table, the bed, against the wall, over the dresser, the shower.

"Fucking hell, Peyton," I chastise myself as I regretfully rip my eyes open against the harsh morning sunlight.

I blink as my eyes fill with water before looking to the other side of the bed. I already know what I'm going to find, I can feel his distance.

The sheets are a mess and there's a dent in the pillow, indicating toward the fact he was here at one point in the night. But he obviously didn't deem me a suitable sleeping partner because he's left me alone.

Sucking in a deep breath, I push myself to sit on the edge before forcing myself to stand.

Everything hurts as if I spent a night in a boxing ring, not in a bed with Luca.

Heat floods my core at just the thought of his name. It aches like the rest of me. The thought of him taking me again makes my thighs squeeze together, but hell knows I need the release. I didn't think he'd follow through. I didn't think he'd be able to because I was right on the edge time and time again, but somehow, he knew just how to play my body and every single time I was about to fall, he stopped me.

Holding onto the vanity unit, I lower myself to the toilet to pee, the tenderness of my delicate parts not surprising me as I wipe. What I'm not expecting, however, is what stares back at me when I stand in front of the mirror to wash my hands.

I look like I've been mauled by a rabid dog.

You were.

Lifting my hand, I run my fingertips over the red hickeys that run down my neck and litter across my chest and down onto my breasts.

I don't even remember him giving me most of these, but they look like I should have because they're so bright, the skin tender.

Stepping back to get a look at my lower half, I find more of the same, only when I get to my thighs, the hickeys are joined by actual bite marks, some of which have broken the skin.

"Jesus, Luc," I mutter, running a fingertip over one of the worst ones, a memory flickering in my mind of him between my thighs and giving it to me.

There is one thing I remember though.

He never kissed me. Not once.

Pain pierces my heart at the knowledge.

I wasn't good enough for him to kiss.

A sob erupts from my throat.

He really does hate me.

We used to spend hours making out as kids, it was my most favorite thing to do, well… until we started getting a little more adventurous. I didn't realize it last night, my brain was too distracted by him and the alcohol but I needed it.



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