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290 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2020
"It’s a penitentiary full of rhymes and riddles.
A place where dark and light are one and the same.
Carnal passions await within.
Your screams won’t save you; they’ll only excite them.
Safety is but an illusion.
Trust no one. Question everything.
He’s been watching. He’s been waiting.
It’ll be your turn soon.
Servatis Periculum.
Something wicked this way comes.
Take a journey to the Devil’s Playground."
"I use you. To fuck. To toy with. To make myself feel better."
"What’s cute, puppet, is how naive you are. I’m going to fuck you like the whore you so desperately want to be fucked like and set a precedent no other man will ever be able to match."
He grabbed my ass, keeping his eyes locked with mine as I sank myself down onto him. His dick was bigger than I’d just guessed, stretching me, creating a delicious burn as my body worked to accommodate his size. I sucked in a breath and moaned appreciatively, bringing my hands to his shoulders. “Don’t slow down now,” he taunted. “You wanted to fuck me, so fuck me. And make it good.” His words urged me onward. I rolled my hips, rocking against him. Once I found a tempo, I rode him hard, shamelessly taking him deeper inside me, clenching my walls around to make us both feel more. His hands kneaded my ass, slamming me down harder and harder until he was seizing back the control he’d given me. He grabbed a handful of my hair and wrenched my head back until tears formed in my eyes from the pain. His mouth closed around my left breast, and he bit down hard enough to break the skin. I cried out as I came—hard. I didn’t have a chance to gather my bearings. He stood up and placed me on my back, shoving my knees up until the muscles in my legs began to burn. “No one will ever get this part of you again,” he ground out, pushing his dick back inside me, setting a gruelling pace. He fucked me as if his main goal was to rip me in half. I’d never wanted to be broken as much as I did then. When he finally released my legs, it was to wrap both hands around my throat and fuck me with a renewed vigour as his grip grew increasingly tighter. He had the ability to snatch my life away if he wanted to—he was twisted enough to do it. The realization had another gush of arousal drenching his cock. I screamed for him, begged him not to stop. Our sweat-slickened bodies slid together. I dug my nails into the flesh of his muscled back, making sure I marked it. Coming with a dick inside me was so rare, I couldn’t keep up with the frequency with which he forced me to endure the pleasure he repeatedly gave. If this wasn’t his usual method of fucking then he was right: buried deep inside me, I already wanted more. My body shook and trembled, hellfire coursing through my veins. His grip grew painful, a low growl unfurling from his throat. My vision danced with dots as he cut off my airflow. When I thought I’d pass out, he withdrew completely and flipped me over onto my stomach, knotting a hand in my hair as he slammed back inside me and sunk his teeth into my shoulder.