Page 42 of Sweet Misery

I breathed heavily, letting him do whatever he wanted.

“Do you know when it happened?” he continued.

“No,” I answered softly, my voice quaking. He pulled his fingers free from my pussy with a wet squelching sound amid a low chuckle. I winced in embarrassment at the noise. He lazily rubbed my clit lightly, making me twitch from the sensitivity.

“It was the night in the woods. Your eyes. So fucking innocent and sweet. Those tits. This fucking body. I knew as I stared at you on your knees that I wanted more than your blood from you. Do you think you can give me what I want, kitten?”

“W-What do you want?”

“Aside from this wet fucking pussy and tight little asshole?” He growled against my skin, making electricity rocket through me. “I want your heart.”

I said nothing beneath his proclamation, unsure if he meant my love or my actual heart. Based on my experience with the Saconne brothers, I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to carve my heart from my chest.

“W-Will you cut it out of me?” I asked nervously.

He chuckled again. “Mm, if I have to, kitten. I’d like for you to just give it to me though, but I’m not above forcing it out of you.”

I swallowed thickly at his words but didn’t say anything.

How did I feel about him and his brothers? Terrified? That was accurate, but he and Roman had treated me so good this week. Massimo hadn’t really bothered me, and Sever…

My heart ached at what Sever had done to me.

I’d already been over it in my head and didn’t want to keep doing it. It hurt too much.

Renzo grew quiet for a moment before he spoke again.

“What’s your favorite food?”

I twisted my fingers nervously against the bed sheet. “Um, I like pizza.”

He nodded, continuing to gently run his fingers up and down my soaked pussy. “Toppings?”

“Just cheese,” I whispered.

“Simple. I like it. Have you ever tried it with pineapple and jalapeños?”

I shook my head. “No.”

“I think you’d like it.” He kissed the corner of my lips again. “A little sweet with your spice.” He pushed his fingers back into my pussy, making me gasp. He seemed to like my reactions because he nuzzled against my neck and kissed me. I angled my neck for him so he could have better access. I didn’t know if it was because I was genuinely feeling something for the monster or if it was because I was scared and the only way to survive was to fall in line or die sooner.

Freedom might be closer if I could just get through this.

I didn’t want to address the way my stomach twisted at not being around the twins though. It took no time at all for them to ensnare me.

He fingered me for a moment, making me whimper with pleasure, before he slowed to a stop and went back to lightly tracing up and down my aching slit.

“Ask me something,” he said, his pretty blue-gray eyes on me.

“W-What’s your favorite food?”

“Pussy,” he said with a soft laugh. “I love eating pussy. Didn’t you realize it when I was eating yours this morning?”

I swallowed. “I-I liked it. And then when you kissed Roman…”

“Yeah? You like when I kiss my brother?”

“Yes,” I answered softy, not denying how hot and taboo it was.

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