Page 124 of Twisted Legacy

I sit up in bed, hovering over her. My right hand holding her by the throat, my left tweaks her nipple. “You wanna play?” I lean forward, tracing the shell of her ear with my tongue. “Wake up and let me make you feel good.”

I pinch her nipple a little harder, hoping the pain drags her from the hold of the sleeping pills. Her little gasp lets me know it registers, but she’s not awake enough for me to start. I want her in a lucid dream state. I pinch her again, simultaneously biting down on the side of her neck. Her hand darts up, the knife swings towards me. I’m prepared for it and grab her wrist, pushing it back against the mattress. Her eyes widen and I feel her pulse hammering where I’m holding her wrist. Good. Now she’s ready to play.

“What the hell are you doing in my room?” Thea’s voice is thick with sleep, but I catch the angry undertones.

“Watching you.”

“Get out.”

“No.”

“What do you mean, no?”

“I mean, I’m not leaving until we’ve had some fun.” I tug her nipple. “You like games. Right? You and Finn were playing them all semester.”

“Finn doesn’t sneak into my room.”

“Doesn’t he?” She looks over my shoulder towards her door. “He’s not here tonight. This game is just for us.”

“I don’t want to help you with any more experiments. I’m a liar and you hate me, remember?”

“This isn’t an experiment, because I already know the results.” I tighten my hold on her neck. “You’re gonna enjoy everything I do to you. You’ll fight and curse in the beginning, but we both know you’ll be begging me when I’m done.” I transfer my grip to her other hand, holding them both above her head as I settle my weight on her chest.

“Get off of me, Holden! Get off!”

She thrashes around, but she’s not getting free. I let her work herself up. She hates being subdued. It has to be more than the coffin. I make a note to find out what other trauma she’s endured.

Tonight, I focus on the now. My erection grows as I watch her fear eclipse her anger. Waiting for that first tear to slip free. I groan when it does, leaning forward, I lap at with my tongue. “They’ve still got a hold of you. The people who hurt you. They don’t deserve your fears, Thea.” I brush my lips across her tear stained cheek. “But I’m gonna savor every tear you shed. Break you down and break you apart.”

She gives me a look that implies she’s already broken before hiding it away again. I kiss her. Kissing the lie away. She’s not some fragile thing. She’s a fighter. It’s why I chose her for this game. It’s how I knew she’d be strong enough to break over and over again. Tonight, she gets her first lesson in that. Tonight, she’ll realize she doesn’t have to hide her darkness from me. I’m rock hard just thinking about how much fun this is gonna be.

“You remember our first kiss?”

“I remember you punking out when I touched you.”

“Our second kiss was better. The way I held you down. Controlling your every breath. Were you wet for me?”

“Nope. I was feeling sorry for you. I could tell you’d never been kissed before.”

She’s not wrong. I hadn’t had too many kisses and I’m glad about that. None of them compared to hers. I feel her breathing evening out. Can’t have that. I want her hovering in a state of panic.

I stroke a finger across her nipple. “Tell me about Mayhem Night.”

“You were there. You tell me.”

“I wish I was there after our chase to see what happened. Did they touch you, Thea? Play with your cunt? Is that why you’re drugging yourself to sleep? So you don’t remember? Or is it to block out their warnings that they’re coming back to finish the job?”

I lean closer, dropping my voice. “Perhaps they promised to drop you off at the same place they took your friend, and planned to keep you there until your pussy’s been good and used. I hear condoms are optional in those types of places.”

She shakes underneath me.

“Were you ever fucked without a condom in your old life?” I chuckle darkly. “How does it feel? Knowing you moved here to escape your old life, thinking you were being offered better opportunities, only to find out it was all a lie? You’re still gonna wind up somebody’s whore.”

Forcing her to look at me, I say, “Or is the lie this new reality you’ve been told? The pills in the nightstand. The empty bottles under the sink. Seems to me like you reallyareyour mother’s daughter.”

I press more of my weight against her, letting her feel how hard I am. “The only thing missing is the baby stroller, but I think I can help with that.” Against her ear, I whisper, “I’ll be an amazing absentee dad. You’ll be stuck with a kid I’ll never claim, and I’ll be happy here with a more acceptable wife. I think I wanna start tonight.”

“Don’t you dare. Don’t fucking touch me, Holden.”

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