Destroyed by Pepper Winters
Publication date:
March 7th 2014
Genres:
Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Synopsis:
She has a secret.
I’m complicated. Not broken or ruined or running from a past I can’t face. Just complicated.
I thought my life couldn’t get any more tangled in deceit and confusion. But I hadn’t met him. I hadn’t realized how far I could fall or what I’d do to get free.
He has a secret.
I’ve never pretended to be good or deserving. I chase who I want, do what I want, act how I want.
I didn’t have time to lust after a woman I had no right to lust after. I told myself to shut up and stay hidden. But then she tried to run. I’d tasted what she could offer me and damned if I would let her go.
One secret destroys them.
I’m complicated. Not broken or ruined or running from a past I can’t face. Just complicated.
I thought my life couldn’t get any more tangled in deceit and confusion. But I hadn’t met him. I hadn’t realized how far I could fall or what I’d do to get free.
He has a secret.
I’ve never pretended to be good or deserving. I chase who I want, do what I want, act how I want.
I didn’t have time to lust after a woman I had no right to lust after. I told myself to shut up and stay hidden. But then she tried to run. I’d tasted what she could offer me and damned if I would let her go.
One secret destroys them.
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EXCERPT
“As long as you’ll inflicting pain, I can keep it together.” The admission made Zel look up. I lowered my voice, throwing an annoyed glance at the medic. “I want you to know. Everything about me. Maybe then you can understand. I want you, Zel. The thought of you leaving fucking kills me.” .--HAZEL
For weeks I’d wanted to see Fox naked. I’d wanted to understand what he kept hidden. But now he stood before me and I wanted to shut my eyes. He didn’t need to verbalize his story. It lived in his skin, engraved into muscles, and imprinted into flesh. .--HAZEL
I didn’t know if I wanted to laugh or cry. In one move, Fox gave everything that he was. He bared his soul; he dropped every barrier, so we could understand him better. I hated myself in that moment for keeping so much from him. For judging him. For not understanding or granting more compassion.--HAZEL
My eyes flared. “Why on my stomach? A vital part of my anatomy isn’t useable unless you intend to teach me how to dry hump a mattress.” I tried to joke, to dispel some of the tense anxiety between us, but Zel’s lips only twitched. I’d mistaken any sense of relief when she secured the padlock—she hadn’t relaxed at all, shaking with tension.
“I want to do something.”
For weeks I’d wanted to see Fox naked. I’d wanted to understand what he kept hidden. But now he stood before me and I wanted to shut my eyes. He didn’t need to verbalize his story. It lived in his skin, engraved into muscles, and imprinted into flesh. .--HAZEL
I didn’t know if I wanted to laugh or cry. In one move, Fox gave everything that he was. He bared his soul; he dropped every barrier, so we could understand him better. I hated myself in that moment for keeping so much from him. For judging him. For not understanding or granting more compassion.--HAZEL
My eyes flared. “Why on my stomach? A vital part of my anatomy isn’t useable unless you intend to teach me how to dry hump a mattress.” I tried to joke, to dispel some of the tense anxiety between us, but Zel’s lips only twitched. I’d mistaken any sense of relief when she secured the padlock—she hadn’t relaxed at all, shaking with tension.
“I want to do something.”
Fuck. She wanted to touch my back. She wanted to look deeper at the tattoos, see beneath the ink to the lash marks and countless other scars hidden beneath the Ghost designs. --ROAN
Raising my eyes to lock with hers, I murmured, “I want to lick you.”
Raising my eyes to lock with hers, I murmured, “I want to lick you.”
Her eyes flared wide; her toned tummy tightened. When she didn’t move, I cocked my head. “Let me taste you and I’ll gladly let you touch my back. But I’m not going anywhere until you obey me. Come here.”
She shook her head, a blush covering her cheeks. “I can’t. How would you—” Logistics seemed simple to me. “You have to sit on my face, Zel.” I couldn’t stop the small smile and the thrill in my stomach at the thought of her presenting herself to me. She’d have to willing expose herself and hold herself in place while I pleasured her. “Move. Now. I won’t ask again.” –ROAN
He groaned, stroking harder. His thumb came up and over the head of his cock, pressing the sensitive flesh until he shuddered. “You’re the only woman my cock reacts to. The only woman I want to plunge inside and never stop taking.” I bit my lip, mesmerized by him. I wanted to suck him. I wanted to take all of him inside me. “I only get wet for you, Roan.” His eyes snapped closed. “Fuck, call me that again.”—HAZEL
Fox made a sound in the back of his throat, tightening his fingers. He glared, looking ready to murder me. “Who are you?” His eyes darted over me as if looking for an answer.
When I didn’t respond, he swiped his face with his other hand. His forehead furrowed while his expression turned pissed and stormy. “You think I didn’t see you watching? You had your eyes all over me. Answer me. Who the fuck are you?” His deep, accented voice stiffened my nipples even as a thrill of fear jolted through me. My temper gave me false courage. “I’m not in the habit of answering such rude questions.”—HAZEL
My eyes fell to her breasts, rising and falling rapidly. “This could’ve been so simple. I’m not asking to hurt you. I’m asking to give you pleasure while taking my own and pay you a handsome sum.” I licked my lips loving the tightness in my belly and pangs in my cock. “I need to fuck you and the more you fight the worse it gets.”
I moved forward and captured her chin, holding her tight. The intense spark between us returned like a lightning bolt, whizzing and searing, turning my fucking thoughts to mush. Goddammit, I wanted her. –ROAN
It was the best kiss I’d ever received, but also the worst. It sparked lust and need in every inch of me. My lips wanted more, my tongue wanted savagery. My skin wanted to bruise because he needed to touch me so badly.
All my thoughts disappeared as I nipped at his bottom lip. He flinched, but a second later he copied, his sharp canines piercing my oversensitive flesh.
I moaned.
I couldn’t take it.
My hands flew up and gripped his shirt. Yanking him toward me, fireworks whizzed in my fingertips; my heart galloped toward exploding with lust. I’d never been so drunk on someone before.
Then I landed flat on my back.
The crack of my skull jangled my teeth. The thick carpet did little to cushion me.
My eyes flared wide and I grunted in pain. Fear, hot and terrible, swamped my lust in a dampening wave.
“Top rule. Unbreakable rule. Don’t. Ever. Touch. Me.” Fox kneeled on one knee beside my head, breathing hard. His hand noosed my throat, pressing my spine into the carpet. His eyes were cold and lifeless, looking like a hunter intent on blood. –HAZEL
“You didn’t say anything about bondage.” He shook his head. “It isn’t bondage. It’s protection.”Fear thickened as I looked into his eyes. “Protection? From what?” He stood, his colourless gaze ripping me bare. “Me.” --HAZEL
He groaned, stroking harder. His thumb came up and over the head of his cock, pressing the sensitive flesh until he shuddered. “You’re the only woman my cock reacts to. The only woman I want to plunge inside and never stop taking.” I bit my lip, mesmerized by him. I wanted to suck him. I wanted to take all of him inside me. “I only get wet for you, Roan.” His eyes snapped closed. “Fuck, call me that again.”—HAZEL
Fox made a sound in the back of his throat, tightening his fingers. He glared, looking ready to murder me. “Who are you?” His eyes darted over me as if looking for an answer.
When I didn’t respond, he swiped his face with his other hand. His forehead furrowed while his expression turned pissed and stormy. “You think I didn’t see you watching? You had your eyes all over me. Answer me. Who the fuck are you?” His deep, accented voice stiffened my nipples even as a thrill of fear jolted through me. My temper gave me false courage. “I’m not in the habit of answering such rude questions.”—HAZEL
My eyes fell to her breasts, rising and falling rapidly. “This could’ve been so simple. I’m not asking to hurt you. I’m asking to give you pleasure while taking my own and pay you a handsome sum.” I licked my lips loving the tightness in my belly and pangs in my cock. “I need to fuck you and the more you fight the worse it gets.”
I moved forward and captured her chin, holding her tight. The intense spark between us returned like a lightning bolt, whizzing and searing, turning my fucking thoughts to mush. Goddammit, I wanted her. –ROAN
It was the best kiss I’d ever received, but also the worst. It sparked lust and need in every inch of me. My lips wanted more, my tongue wanted savagery. My skin wanted to bruise because he needed to touch me so badly.
All my thoughts disappeared as I nipped at his bottom lip. He flinched, but a second later he copied, his sharp canines piercing my oversensitive flesh.
I moaned.
I couldn’t take it.
My hands flew up and gripped his shirt. Yanking him toward me, fireworks whizzed in my fingertips; my heart galloped toward exploding with lust. I’d never been so drunk on someone before.
Then I landed flat on my back.
The crack of my skull jangled my teeth. The thick carpet did little to cushion me.
My eyes flared wide and I grunted in pain. Fear, hot and terrible, swamped my lust in a dampening wave.
“Top rule. Unbreakable rule. Don’t. Ever. Touch. Me.” Fox kneeled on one knee beside my head, breathing hard. His hand noosed my throat, pressing my spine into the carpet. His eyes were cold and lifeless, looking like a hunter intent on blood. –HAZEL
“You didn’t say anything about bondage.” He shook his head. “It isn’t bondage. It’s protection.”Fear thickened as I looked into his eyes. “Protection? From what?” He stood, his colourless gaze ripping me bare. “Me.” --HAZEL
AUTHOR BIO
Pepper Winters is a NYT and USA International Bestseller. She wears many
roles. Some of them include writer, reader, sometimes wife. She loves
dark, taboo stories that twist with your head. The more tortured the
hero, the better, and she constantly thinks up ways to break and fix her
characters. Oh, and sex... her books have sex.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.
She loves to travel and has an amazing, fabulous hubby who puts up with her love affair with her book boyfriends.
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