Playing with Monsters by Amelia Hutchins Read Free Book Online

him.
    I wasn’t this girl, the one who came to the party and lost her morals. I’d been there, and done that. The moment his thumb trailed across my lips, I opened my eyes to find him watching my horrified reaction to his seduction. Still, I didn’t stop him. Not even when he started lifting my dress with a cocky smile on his face.
    His hands on my legs turned them to boneless flesh, but a well-placed hand on my back seemed to work well enough to hold me up. I knew what he was about to do, right here in this maze. Anyone could catch us, and it excited me.
    “You have a dark side, little witch; let it out to play,” he demanded in a deep growl of authority, and two things drew me back to reality. One, I didn’t even know him. Two, I wasn’t about to let my dark side out to play with anyone. It was like a splash of cold water.
    “Stop,” I whispered as I struggled to get my bearings. I pushed away from him and he let me with a cocky smile, as if he knew I would. “I can’t do this.”
    “That’s because you’re not ready for something like me yet. You’ll get there, Lena. No one else could handle the fire in your eyes. Unless I’m wrong about you,” he said, and his tone was almost insulting as his eyes trailed over my exposed nipple, which just happened to be hard and throbbing, as was my wet pussy. “Go back to the party; be young for a little while. Have pretty babies and live a boring life, as is the coven’s decree.”
    His sudden change in attitude brought my anger to a rolling boil. “Screw you,” I whispered angrily as I righted myself and fixed my dress.
    “I almost screwed you just now, little girl,” he growled back.
    “Maybe, but you didn’t succeed, did you?” I said in challenge. I regretted it instantly when I caught the look in his eye. He had just become someone else; cold, detached, and confident.
    “If I wanted to fuck you, I would have. You’re ripe for the taking; this body? It’s pent up from being denied what it needs the most, which is to be fucked hard and relentlessly for hours until you’re nothing but a quivering mess. Right now your mind may not like the idea of fucking me, but your pussy does. Judging from how wet it just was, it seems to like the idea of being fucked by me a lot.”
    “Go to hell,” I said through clenched teeth.
    “Can’t face the truth?” he asked softly.
    “I don’t have to tell you shit,” I growled. “Why are you so sure that I want you? Maybe I just wanted to see how far you would try to take this?” I challenged.
    I had one touch of his hand and I’d been a goner.
    “You weren’t here this summer; why?” he asked, changing the topic.
    “Personal reasons,” I answered.
    “Was it because the boy who kissed you fucked someone else?” he asked with a look that said he already knew. What an asshole! He’d known all along what had happened with Todd and was playing with me.
    “Rumors,” I whispered as I felt the embarrassment that came with him saying it out loud. “They’re like a cold; once you catch it, it’s already evolving into something else. A new strain,” I whispered.
    “So he didn’t fuck someone else right before you were supposed to marry him?” he asked with a curious look in his eyes.
    “So what if he did?”
    “He’s a fucking idiot,” he growled. “As I said before, he couldn’t have handled you.”
    “Like you know me?”
    “No, but I’ve met enough women to know which ones can be handled, and which ones need to be handled with care.”
    “And which am I?” I asked carefully.
    “Neither; you’re the kind people kill to own. You’re the rarest breed; the one who can’t be owned unless you are willing. You’re not even close to being ready, so go back to the party, and grow up.”
    “You’re an asshole,” I whispered. “People don’t kill to own women,” I argued.
    “In my world, they do,” he warned.
    “Do you always kiss strangers?” I pulled his own switch of subject, watching as