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Prologue

MICAH

“My precious little rebel,” I groan from the foot of her bed, fist tight as I stroke my cock. Roughly. Hungrily. Taking in the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest under the soft glow of a nearby salt lamp. How she grips a shirt I recognize as mine, an old championship baseball memento from high school, in her tiny fist while her mouth gives a slight, seductive pout.

A tiny one; unconsciously coquettish and the cause of my moment of weakness. My torment.

I want to paint that sinful mouth with my come.Glide my seed across the plump flesh as if it were that watermelon-flavored lip gloss she loves so much, and I’ve made sure she’s never without.

Because without her knowledge, her every need is taken care of by me. No one but me.

“Motherfuck, baby. What you do to me.” Another grunt. Fire licks up my spine; the sharp tendrils running from the soles of my feet to the back of my skull before settling on my aching balls. They’re swollen and heavy, full of the need I’ve pushed back for her sake—this delicate yet sinful doll that I’ve vowed to protect and make mine one day.

Since the day I first laid eyes on her, Liliana’s become an obsession.

A pulsing in my veins.

This ticking that thrums inside my chest.

And even then, as teenagers, I knew there was something different between us.

Because nothing matters more than how she feels, then and now. Fuck the world; her unhappiness has never sat right with me, but I’ve made concessions along the way…

To her father, who knew and I never hid my intentions from.

To her brother, who gave me his blessings while accepting my promise.

I’ve let her live and enjoy herself within certain means while I’m never but a few steps behind her:

No male friends. No boyfriends. No dates.

She's never been far from my line of sight.

I’ve let her grow outside of my overwhelming, possessive grip. Nurtured by my hand, even if she's unaware of my obsession; I indulge her every whim while protecting her from the shadows.

Promises that no longer apply. Not after what happened a month ago.

Another rough inhale, and every muscle in my body painfully contracts; her cupcake scent—this decadent sweetness that comes from her and the lotion she uses—wraps around me like a caress. I’m throbbing while drops of pre-come fall to her bed and stain the tufted footboard inches from where her tiny toes curl under thin covers.

Every pump of my wrist is near punishing, a complete contrast to the battle—how I fight to regain control over this near demonic need riding me closer to the edge. Her every breath is a flirtatious call to come closer. Her little sighs command my next strokes to be harder than the last, tightening to the edge of pain because everything she does is a morbid combination of heaven and hell. A gift and punishment that will one day break the last threads of my sanity.

Slowly. Or maybe it’ll be an explosion.

“Doesn’t matter either way,” I hiss from between clenched teeth, welcoming my destruction as long as in the end, she’s my reward.

Mine. Only and always mine.

And I’ll start by marking my territory like the rabid beast she’s turned me into.

Like an offering or unconscious agreement, Liliana shifts a little more then, and a single foot slips from beneath her blanket. The sight pulls a harsh shiver from me, a head-to-toe spasm while my cock dribbles a little closer to where her bare toes rest. Tiny, dainty, and painted in her favorite shade of dark purple, they wiggle before she resettles, and I bite back a groan.

So fucking adorable.

My body leans over, closer—careful not to wake her as I place a single knee atop the mattress. It dips and redistributes its firmness while gifting me just enough access to her flesh that the next pearl-like drop glides down the sole before disappearing into the sheets below.

Motherfuck, the sight causes a rush of feral pride to settle in my chest.

I fuck my fist to the classical music playing from the surround sound now. This is a part of her nightly ritual, just like the melatonin she takes at my doctor’s suggestion to help her rest.

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