Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 167819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 839(@200wpm)___ 671(@250wpm)___ 559(@300wpm)
“I’m ready,” Kira announces, running into the kitchen. “Let’s go. We’re late,” she adds as if I didn’t already know that.
“Thank God,” I mumble to myself. Stepping back from him, I grab my backpack off the island. I throw it over my shoulder, ignoring the feel of Sin’s eyes on my back.
SIN
I WATCH THE sexy blonde turn and practically run out of the house with my sister. She doesn’t have a clue what I’ve done to her. And I’m not sure if I’ll ever tell her, either. I don’t feel guilty or ashamed. A Lord is taught that he can have whatever he wants, even if that means they have to take it. That’s exactly what I’ve done with her, and she gets off on it.
Her little boy toy can’t compare to what I can do to her. Plus, he shouldn’t have left her so vulnerable the other night in his basement. And last night in her room? Well, she’ll learn to lock those doors. The masked man who comes in and gets her off will be no more. She’ll know it’s my cock, my mouth, and my hands that violate her.
I’ll teach her that she can be easily taken by anyone. When I decide to tie her to a bed, I sure as fuck won’t be leaving her alone like that dipshit did in his basement. No. I’ll sit there and watch her squirm until I decide to fuck her. And I promise you, blindfolded or not, she’ll know it’s my cock she’s coming for.
“Sin, I can’t believe you didn’t make it to the vow ceremony,” Jayce starts, eating his granola bar. He’s been talking about it nonstop for the past two days. “It was wild. Ryat yelled at Matt—”
“Here you go.” Corbin hands me a notebook, ignoring Jayce like me.
I open it up, and a smile tugs at my lips as I scan over a random page. “I—” The feel of my phone vibrating in my pocket has me setting the notebook on the counter to pull it free. I unlock the screen to see a message from Sandy, a forty-year-old friend of my mother’s, and I open it up. It’s a picture of her sticking her tongue out while looking up at the camera with a text.
I got my tongue pierced.
I write out a reply.
Cool. Maybe it’ll help you suck dick better.
It’s been a while—the summer before my freshman year at Barrington—since I had my cock down her throat, but I doubt she’s gotten any better.
She reads it and sends three crying laugh emojis. You always make me laugh, Sin. I’ll be back Sunday. You’ve had your vow ceremony, right? Now we can get back to where we were…”
I quit reading over it and pocket my cell. She’s away with her third husband celebrating their tenth wedding anniversary. Call me whatever you want, but I don’t have a commitment to her husband. Not my fault she can’t stay faithful. I’m also aware that I’m not the only one. She fucked Jayce one night before our first initiation at his parents’ cabin. She was more than willing to give us one last ride before we had to take a vow of celibacy.
I pick up the notebook on the counter when I see my father enter the kitchen. “Easton?”
“Yeah?” I ask, meeting his stare. He’s got a briefcase in one hand and his cell in the other.
“How is your assignment coming along?”
My hands tighten on the notebook. “Good,” I answer.
“Will you be able to complete it?” he asks, worry evident in his tone. I’m officially a Lord now, meaning if I don’t do what I’ve been ordered to do, then I’m no use to them. Termination is the only way out from here.
I snort. “Without a doubt.”
“May I speak to you in my study for a second?” he asks.
I groan. Not in the mood, knowing exactly what he wants to talk about. My chosen, my Lady, my future. I don’t have time right now. Plus, it doesn’t matter what he wants for my future. It’s not what I want. And I’m not going to let anyone dictate it.
“I have to make some important phone calls,” I lie and exit the kitchen, avoiding him, and head to my room. I’ve got some research to do. My little demon just gave me the key to everything I need to make her mine.
CHAPTER NINE
ELLINGTON
I’VE BEEN AROUND sex all my life. My mother is a sex therapist. My father built her an office on the fourth floor of our house so she could work from home. He even put in an elevator that bypassed the other floors so her clients could have direct access to her office.
I was nine when I started listening in. By age ten, I knew more about sex than most adults ever will. One time when I was twelve, I snuck upstairs and listened in like I usually did.