Page 165 of Pretty Twisted Games


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Fuck.

I stared at her, her face lit up in the moonlight, my eyes tracing over her features. She had changed over the years, but somehow managed to maintain an innocence that was so beguiling. Bewitching.

How was it possible? After everything she’d been through.

Things like purity and honor were destroyed in this world. Peel back the mask of civility, the false smiles, the tall and grandiose buildings hiding dark secrets, and the line between human and animal blurred. Until all that remained was the primal pulse of instinct and unbridled brutality.

It was the way I justified my actions—the self-deception that allowed me to crush everything in my path.

I’d been swallowed up by the darkness and greed of the world and spit out a different man.

And no-one in my life was any different.

Until… until now.

I’d scratched at the surface of Summer Duvall and, instead of finding the raw selfishness I’d expected—love. Compassion. She fought for her sister—gave up everything for her. Showered me with kindness and tenderness when I didn’t deserve it.

The lesson that, you could lose so much, betrayed in the worst way, and still have compassion. Love. Honor.

Maybe I was drawn to Summer because I was chasing after my own innocence lost.

I traced my fingers up her arm, her shoulder, across her collarbone. Then lowered. She adjusted her arm to let me trace over her beautiful breast, the nipple pebbling with my touch.

Her warmth seeped into my fingertips, feeling it flow up my arm and settle deep within my chest.

I stroked her neck and she tilted her head towards me, eyes still closed. Showing her neck to the wolf in a sign of trust.

I fought the urge to clamp down on it with my teeth. To drag her into my hole of darkness so she could never escape.

But I resisted, the need to protect overcoming my need to destroy.

Summer was more than just the most stunning woman I'd ever encountered; she was a ray of light to my darkness. A vulnerable, kind-hearted soul who brought humanity to the ravenous animal within me.

I didn’t deserve it.

But I would take it. Snatch it from her like the greedy dick that I was.

I wanted to bathe in it. Spread it over every inch of my body.

Remember what it felt like, how to be happy. To laugh.

And I wanted to be hers, to be the light in her eyes, the safety and security that she needed. The person she ran to whenever she wanted to cry. The person with whom she shared her secret thoughts.

And, like a lightning strike, a startling realization washed over me…

I loved this woman.

And this…

Fuck. This wasn’t a new thing.

I’d loved Summer Duvall from the moment I laid eyes on her. Not when I saw her at her father's death bed, hidden in the shadows like a voyeur, but the day her dear mother brought her home from the hospital.

A small, delicate thing that smiled and cooed up at me like I was someone who would protect and love her.

There was a strange feeling inside, a soft, billowing warmth, that spread through the cavity of my chest and climbed up my neck. It made my fingers cinch into her protectively, to grasp her and pull her tight against me.

A throbbing.

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