Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 102335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 102335 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 512(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
“No—” I bite out. “I’m not.” His hands fly beneath my thighs and he lifts me off the ground. He knew that if I didn’t wrap my legs around his waist that I’d be left hanging by his hand around my throat. Fuck.
“You will.” His lips touch mine and heat rushes to the surface. “Or I’ll make it hurt enough until you do.” He smirks over my mouth. “Go on—” He kisses me like he did that night. “Fight me.”
I force my lips closed, moving my head away from him when he brushes his hand over my underwear. I try not to give in, but my breathing turns heated.
“You gonna stop me?” He presses his thumb against my clit. “Because I wouldn’t.”
His other hand moves to cover my mouth and he splits my legs wider as he moves my panties to the side, his finger dipping inside my pussy. I squeeze around him, unable to hold in my restraint.
“Look at me, and I won’t drug you to do this.” I don’t. I keep my eyes locked on the leaves that grow out of the hedge.
He forces my face to his, and my heart snaps in my chest when I come face-to-face with the monster he has been all along. “Ride me.” Do I do it? It wouldn’t be giving in if I did. It would simply be me taking charge.
I roll my hips forward as his lips crash onto mine. He opens up his robe and unfastens his belt buckle, pulling his pants down as he bites against my chin.
“This is gonna hurt…” He forces my body onto his hard cock and I yelp out a scream, my nails digging into his shoulder blades. He pushes into me, kissing my lips. “Sorry, baby…” Something pinches my arm, and my eyes fly to his, wide as the colors mix together like a watercolor painting.
He drops me back to the ground and I dust off his feeling from my body. Just as I take another step, I lose my footing and my mind turns fuzzy. A loud siren noise pierces through the air, and I chuckle manically. “Oh, what’s that mean?”
Wicked pauses, his head moving to the side when his eyes narrow on a spot in the corner of the hedge. “Fuck.”
“What is it?” I joke, rolling my eyes. “Someone escape? Lucky them!”
He grabs me by my wrist and starts dragging me down the tight turns and pathways. Five minutes later, I see the end of the tunnel. Grass sprawls out around our feet as he continues toward the opening. I widen my eyes to stop them from smudging when I see the township ahead. Little cabins are built around each other, where a large run-down building sits. It looks like an abandoned hospital.
“What is this place?” I let him drag me down the grassy mountain and toward the cabins.
“Somewhere you don’t want to be.” He tightens his grip around my wrist, but I try to force myself out of it. Finally, he spins around, his eyes wild on me. “Fucking move, Ruby. I don’t have fucking time for this shit.”
“What!” I yell. “You don’t have time to fucking kidnap me? Drug me? Fuck me while drugging me? Are you kidding?” The piercing siren gets louder as we get closer to the cabins.
He hisses, grabbing the mask and tearing it off his face. It’s then that I see the disarray of his hair and the panic in his eyes. “It’s fucking Poppy! That siren?” He points down toward the asylum and goose bumps break over my skin. “Only goes off when someone in The Institution is dead—so can you fucking move so I can make sure it’s not my sister.”
“Wait a minute—” I wave my hand in front of my face. “Are you telling me that she helped you kidnap me?”
“The fuck?” Wicked’s brows dip inward. “Where did I say that? Those drugs got you fucked up. No! I brought you here because it was part of my duty. Because if I fucking didn’t? He would kill Poppy!”
“And these are your friends?” I scrunch up my face, but the horror is sprawled out over it. I’ve never been good at hiding that.
“Friends?” Wicked laughs violently, his head tilting back. And even though it was done sarcastically, seeing his straight white teeth and the two dimples on either side of his cheeks almost slaps me on my ass.
Wow. I never want to see that fucking smile again. Evil bastard.
“I have no friends here, Ruby. This is a lifestyle, the only kind Poppy and I have known. The kind that gets you killed if you don’t obey the rules.” He grabs me by the hand again and starts dragging me back down the mountain. I don’t fight this time because I know. I know deep down beneath all of that ugliness he’s showing, that the Wicked I know is real, and this one? This one is something else. “I told her we couldn’t save you. She lost her shit and took off crying. She’s all over the place right now. I’ve hidden a lot from her over the years, and I have a feeling someone with loose fucking lips here has gone out of their way to tell her.”