Page 30 of Buried Beneath Sin

“I know so much about you, Little Viper, but the thing is, you've put your trust into a complete stranger. You know nothing about me,” my devil says as the bed dips and he joins me. I start to sit up, but he pushes me back and pins me down into my mattress by my neck. “You don't know who I am, whyI'm here, or what I plan to do with you now that there's no one to stop me.”

“You're right,” I choke out as his grip becomes biting. “I don’t know you!”

“I know I’m right. It isn’t often that I’m not.”

A hand undoes the button on my pants, and then it tugs at my zipper. I kick at him, hoping to knock him off me.

“Stop this, please. I just wanted to thank you for?—”

“You didn't know what you wanted, Little Viper, remember? But don't worry, I do know, and yes, I'll keep you company tonight.”

With that, my pants are yanked down and off me despite all the fighting I do.

“Stop this!” I thrash around. Hands grab my ankles to pin them down. Terror wraps around my heart but the rest of my body... it's not reacting appropriately. My pussy flutters, remembering the last time I tried to fight him off and how it ended. My skin burns where my devil touches me. “Don't do this, please!”

“Soon, when everything falls into place, Little Viper, I’ll be able to keep you. And when that happens, I’ll take care of you, pet. I’ll have the rest of my life to play with you, to terrorize you… and to watch over you so no one else has the pleasure of enjoying what’s mine. You might not be safe from me, but you will be safe from the rest of the world. The only pain you’ll feel will be from me, and it will be accompanied by an unholy pleasure.” There’s another strange laugh. This one is louder, maniacal almost. “But tonight, I’ll simply bask in your fear. You can give that to me, right? I’m sure you can. Let me know with a scream if I’m getting there when you wake up, alright?”

I frown under the hood. “When I wake up?”

I'm flipped over and a hand comes to the back of my neck. For a moment, he grips the back of my neck so tight I let out acry, but before the sound leaves my throat, the world disappears, and I sink into oblivion.

16

SAGAN

My Little Viper goes limp.

She called to me. Shewantedme. For months I've been waiting for this moment when my pet would finally realizeI'mher pillar of strength. Now she has sought me out for comfort. I hum, pleased how this is all playing out.

I didn't think today could get any better. Killing my father was a fever dream come true. And now, my Little Viper wants to be petted and cherished. So quickly she decided to reach out rather than savor her first night alone. Instead, her need for me was too strong. How could I possibly resist answering her call when she’s been so eager and hopeful to run into me?

For a moment, I lay beside her, unmoving. The ceiling above us has glow-in-the-dark plastic stars stuck to it. I can imagine young Beatrix on her tiptoes applying them years ago—finding a small comfort in their dull glow as her mother screeched and howled for her next fix. I wasn't there for that. That’s ok. From now on, all her memories will be filled with her time with me. I'm going to make sure of it.

I suck in a deep breath, drowning in Beatrix’s natural sweet and floral scent. Lavender and honey… the combination isso delightfully innocent and warm, sweet and mouthwatering. Fuck, I love it.

Slowly, I turn my head and stare at the hood I've covered her face with. I hate that it has to be this way, but it's a necessity. She has to be just as unaware of who I am as the rest of Chasm must be. There can't be any suspicion when we come to town to take over. Patrick’s bastard children can’t be seen before his and Lauren’s deaths are announced, or the transition of ownership of this house and the Bright Starr Funeral Home won’t be as seamless as we’d like.

Still, I want to see her face. I hedge my bets and make an unusually rash decision. I pull the hood off. Beatrix's eyes are closed and she's breathing evenly. When I reach out, I don’t hesitate to grab her face and turn it toward me. Tilting my head forward, I press my mouth against her full, soft lips. A ribbon of electrical delight shoots through my nervous system. A full body flinch follows, my muscles convulsing so painfully that I pull away to gasp. My thoughts momentarily scatter. What wasthat? I groan as my muscles slowly relax. My cock hardens. What a peculiar reaction. Will it happen again? Leaning forward, I capture her mouth once more. Again, I'm hit with a jolt of awareness, my body tingling—on full alert and humming. It's not unpleasant, but it'sdifferent.Could this be why people like to kiss?

Knox is a kisser. He loves it. He could drown in a kiss from me or Thatcher. But for me? They do nothing to invoke desire or cause my blood to race.

Until now that is.

I allow my tongue to trace over Beatrix's lips, memorizing every inch of them. When I'm done, I force it into her mouth. A deep hearty groan rumbles through me as that jolt becomes a full-on shock to my system.

A deep hunger creeps through my limbs. I'minsidemy pet. Not exactly how I pictured it, but still, I've done it. I shudder as I pull away from Beatrix's mouth. The delectable hum of energy, warm beneath my skin, is unusual but pleasant. Ilikehow it feels. What is it about her that invokes such a response? I thought it was because she's so much like us, but now... as I lean in and kiss her once more, I'm beginning to wonder if there is something more than just a predator acknowledging another of its kind.

I climb over top of Beatrix. Reaching forward, I remove her top—the sound of ripping fabric loud. Her bra comes off next. When her magnificent breasts are free, I glance down at her plain white panties. They’re the last to go. With them gone, I have full access to Beatrix's body.

“Every part of you belongs to me, Little Viper.” My hand cups her mound. Beatrix doesn't move. My teeth flash as my mouth pulls wide. “I'll make you as addicted to me as I am to you.”

I can’t understand the storm of emotions rising up in my chest. Excitement, need, desperation maybe? It’s hard to tell, and they’re sointense. My cock twitches as I breathe through the heavy storm.

Reaching down with one hand, I free my dick from its confines. It springs forward, throbbing and leaking precum. The reaction is almost embarrassing. It's like I'm a teenager again with no control of this part of me. I glare at Beatrix's face, both hating and loving how she pushes me to my limits. The glare softens, however, as I reach down and begin to stroke myself hard and fast.

Tonight isn't about my pleasure, it’s about showing my Little Viper that her body belongs to me and that I'm not her safe choice. I'm heronlychoice. Her soul is mine. She signed it over the minute she hung that scarf from the window.

My eyes don’t leave her face as I fuck my hand. Those perfect lips would look so good wrapped around my cock. I imagine how they would look stretched over me, cheeks bulging, spit dripping from the corners of her mouth and her eyes full of tears as she chokes me down.

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