You Are Mine Little Sister (by Syra Tucker) novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36

My head snapped to the left to find Beatrice staring at the scene with wide eyes and parted lips.

God, no, no, no.

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My stomach nosedived. The stupid high I’d been dragged me onto shattered completely as the world realigned with a nasty jolt.

I tried to squirm away, but then remembered I was still trapped in place by the monster. I looked down at him in panic, wondering why the hell he wasn’t letting me go.

To my disbelief, he spared Beatrice a glance so brief, it may have been a ghost of thought. Then, as if her presence added spice to his appetite, he buried his face right back into me.

What the hell?

I wanted the floor to open and eat me whole. Hell, even purgatory felt like a better place to be.

Beatrice looked like she’d just seen two ghosts committing a murder. Even I would be horrified if I walked in on my colleague having her leg draped over the shoulder of a guest while he ate her out in a freaking garage! I was supposed to be in there with her, attending to guests. Instead, I was trapped in this feverish nightmare with an unfeeling monster.

“Beatrice…” My voice cracked into nothing.

I pushed at his shoulders, but it was like trying to move a boulder with trembling fingers.

Beatrice’s eyes dropped to the floor, and when she saw my ruined briefs and shredded pants, her face turned to paper.

She shook her head and ran off.

That was the perfect moment the monster chose to be done with me.

He gently released the leg he’d forcefully taken from me and rose to his full height. Then, he cupped my cheeks so tenderly and crashed his lips against mine.

Damn it.

My hands flew to his chest, trying to push him off. But he only leaned further, biting my lower lip like it was a punishment I’d earned.

I tasted myself in his mouth. And as if that wasn’t enough, he let more of it drip onto my tongue, forcing me to swallow the evidence of my own ruin.

“There’s joy in sharing, don’t you think?” He rested forehead against mine, his fingers holding my lower lip captive.

My heart pounded like a drum. It took me more effort to pull my thoughts together.

“She’ll tell everyone at the office.” Fresh tears pooled in my eyes.

But his answer came with a cold smile. “Much better.”

Of course, he’d want that. It’d be ‘much better‘ if Grayson got to hear of it too.

A tear slid down, retracing an old path. The monster released my lip, his finger catching the drop just before it kissed my

jaw.

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Gently, he wiped it off, then took his hand to my hair, stroking it.

I couldn’t understand how he could switch from being brutal to being this… tender man. He was just like the devil- sometimes, wanting to get his victims through deception.

“Don’t get the police or anyone else involved in our relationship, Rali.” His voice was velvet. “If you do, I’ll have to punish you. And it’ll be bad.” His lips brushed my earlobe. “Really bad.”

He bit my earlobe, making it sting a little. I shivered from the effect.

He stepped away from me, his eyes still on me like a final imprint.

And then, he was gone, leaving me alone in the darkness.

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RALI

“Did you think of me when you showered, Rali?” His voice filtered through the crevices of my mind, just before his hand dared to slide between my thighs.

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“Did you imagine me with you? Holding you like this? Fucking that tight, greedy pussy that’s always soaking wet for me??” I gasped when he eased a finger into me, coiling and touching a good spot inside of me.

He shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be letting him do this. But it felt so good.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” He whispered in my ear. His finger slid out and found my sensitive clit. “Do you want to see what your blood would look like wrapped around my cock? To hear yourself scream when you come for me?”

His finger pushed back in, forcing me to suck in and like I was drowning.

Fuck, I was going to come for him again!

A shrill ringing interrupted us–thank God.

I jerked and looked around to see what the perfect interruption was.

An alarm clock.

My alarm clock.

My bed.

I blinked. Blinked again.

I was in my bed. Alone. The fingers touching me were….

I shrieked and sat up, my eyes widening in sheer horror. Oh, God, no, no, no. It can’t bel

I looked between my legs where my arousal stained my thighs. I’d been… touching myself!? In my sleep!

My skin crawled in reverse. I’d been dreaming of him?

My heart might as well have stopped working. What in Zeus was wrong with me? How was I touching myself to memories of the monster?

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Chapter 36

What was happening to me?

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