Page 28 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

I glance over at him as I move to sit on the side of Monroe, whose body is wracked with sobs, then wipe the sweat away from the side of my face.

“Well, now you’ve seen what I’ve got. Show me what you can do,” I say to Tanner as I cross my legs beneath myself and wait.

He lets out a laugh as he shakes his head, then lets go of Monroe’s writs.

Getting to his feet, he pulls his shirt off, tosses it at me and I catch it with a chuckle as he unzips his pants and pushes them off his legs.

“Ready to see God?” he asks her in a mischievous tone.

I lay down next to Monroe, wrap an arm around her waist, and gently press my lips against the top of her head, smiling wistfully when I feel another tear roll down her cheek, then down my bare skin.

She’ll learn to be okay with this,I reassure myself when Tanner climbs onto the bed and slaps her thigh.She’ll want me the way I want her and to keep his mouth shut about this, I’ll share her with him.

“You should probably clean her up first,” I say to Tanner as I push a strand out of hair out of her face.

He grins up at me as he moves down between her legs, and gives her a jerk down toward him, and a loud gasp escapes her. I glance down as the sounds of his sloppy little eating habit greets my ears and watch Tanner devour her sweet, little pussy.

Who knows?

Maybe he can be even more useful than I gave him credit for.

If Monroe doesn’t want me after tonight, someone else might.

And we’ll be watching for them.

Urban Decay

BLURB

Life was simpler when we were younger.

Easier.

More innocent.

Her favorite game to play had always beensave the princess.

It was my job to storm the castle, slay the dragon, and rescue her.

Each and every time.

She always made me the hero, never the damsel in distress, and I guess it stuck with me.

When we grew out of our games—out of our innocence—they decided to move on without me.

She lied to them and they believed her.

I became the only thing I could to survive.

A feral animal tossed out into the wild.

A gutter rat with no place to call home.

It was all her fault.

I never did forget it.

And I won’t forgive either.

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