Page 31 of Bitter Secrets

“I’m not yours.”

The loaded silence made the hair on her nape stand up.

“Not mine?”

His voice was even, but she wasn’t fooled. His grip on her wrists was so tight, he was cutting off her circulation.

“You look like mine. A sacrifice laid out for a beast.” He lapped at the underside of her breast. “You’re wearing my mark and my ring. You carry my name. You didn’t hyphenate it like your sisters. How much more mine can you be?”

“Why would I bother hyphenating my name when this is temporary?” she puffed and bit back a curse when he tugged, making her feel like her spine was going to snap in half. She was so focused on the pain, she wasn’t prepared for the tongue that parted her slick folds.

“You taste like mine.”

Her breath whooshed out of her and her entire body relaxed as two fingers sank inside her.

“And this feels like mine.”

His fingers slid deep and curled, making her body vibrate like a plucked bow.

“I molded your sexuality to suit me. No matter how many pussies you took to your bed, you can’t stop yourself from responding to me. I made you into the woman you’ve become.”

She wasn’t sure whether it was the blood rushing to her head or the fact that her arms were starting to go numb, but she was definitely a little delirious when she sang, “Little did you know you were priming me to be the best lay for everyone who came after you.”

His fingers stilled. She let out a ragged chuckle as she closed her eyes, causing tears to leak out and slide to her temple.

“You had to go there, didn’t you?”

Roth was so close to her pussy, she felt his warm breath gust over her a second before he kissed her inner thigh. The caress was so disarming that the sharp sting caught her by surprise. She jerked and then bucked when his teeth sank even deeper.

“Roth!”

She writhed and cursed and was close to pleading for mercy when he released her. Her whole body went limp.

“I think this goes without saying, but I don’t want to hear about those fucks,” he said as his tongue moved over the bite.

The fact that he still sounded so cool and in control when her body was in turmoil made her reckless.

“So you can talk about your whores, but I can’t talk about my men?”

The sharp smack on her pussy made her jolt so badly, she nearly pulled her shoulder from its socket.

“Yourmen? You claim them, but you won’t claim me?”

“You lied to me! Youusedme! You—"

She couldn’t hold back a scream as he sank his teeth into her other thigh.

“At least they didn’t—"

He bit again… this time hard enough to make her shudder. She valiantly tried to continue her verbal assault, which was all she had left to defend herself, but eventually, she subsided into gasping sobs.

She thought she knew what pain was, but she was wrong. Between her body contortion and the deliberate bites, her body seemed to be going into some kind of meltdown.

“Jamie!”

Her cry came from her gut. Immediately, his teeth left her skin. He buried his face against her neck and released his hold on her captive wrist. She slumped on her back, shaking uncontrollably as fire raced down her arms.

“Say you’re mine, and I’ll give you what you want.”

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