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221 pages, Kindle Edition
First published August 5, 2022
I knew with every fiber that danced along my spine that he belonged to me…
… he just didn’t know it yet.“I’m sending help, Daddy!”
I felt a smile curve up my cheeks. “I know you are, baby. I’m going to pass out soon, and I… I know you’re scared… but do me a favor, yeah?” He was sobbing, but I latched on to the broken, beautiful sound.
“Anything, Daddy.”
“Don’t hurt my baby.” I whispered…
…and then I passed out.
“You want to watch me kill, sweetheart?” “Yes, please.” His quiet desperation and sudden manners sent a punch straight to my cock. I didn’t fucking like seeing him in distress, but the idea that I could calm him with a bullet and some blood? Fuck. Me.
“How about Daddy brings you back a present?” I froze. “Like what?” “A finger? An ear? A vial of blood?”




“I think it’s rather unfair, don’t you?”With his thumb and his forefinger, Daddy toyed with his bottom lip. “That you have all this knowledge of me and I know nothing of you?”
My throat tightened. “Do you… uhm, want to know things about me?”
His hand shot out, gripping the back of my chair. It squeaked when he turned it.
“Sweetheart.” He bent. In a blink, we were face to face. Blue flames held me captive, and I worried I’d never be able to look away.
“I want to know everything.”
“His obsession with me runs parallel to how I feel for him. His fixation is matched by mine. The only gravity that needs to be understood is the one pulling us together. ”
How did I explain that he was mine? That I was his? That I wanted to sew my skin to his skin and live against his chest?
"He’d gotten under my skin. I didn’t fucking mind. My kitten could tear me open with his claws and slip beneath my bones if that’s where he felt safest."
The very moment our eyes met, I knew I’d never be the same. Something inside of me shifted, and I didn’t recognize it then, but now I know that shift was just him— filling all the cracks inside my soul. Tearing us apart would be as fatal as carving my heart from my hollow chest.
"It was my new favorite sound— every infliction and hitch of breath. Silas’ voice was soft, and so fucking sweet, I was convinced his lips tasted like sugar."
“For as terribly as I wanted to brand myself across his heart, protecting him was more important, and it was with everything I had in me not to slice myself down the middle and tuck him between the two halves of me.”
“Yes.” I grabbed his jaw. “Your pain is my pain, Silas. Your skin is my skin. Do not hurt my baby. Not anymore.”
“I’m going to kiss you and lick you and claim you so thoroughly and so roughly, the next time you question who I’m coming home to, you’ll run your fingers across the bruises I’m about to put on your lips and know that it’s you. My feral little kitten.”
“I am going to surround you. Claim you. Possess you. Own you. Do you know why?” I choked on my answer. “Because that’s exactly what you’ve done to me.”
“If you asked, I would break bone just to reach my fist inside my chest and grab what belongs to you.”
“I’d keep it safe for you. Your heart, I mean. If you ever gave it to me.”
“I’ve already given it to you, sweetheart. If I could rip the fucking thing out and put it in a jar, it’d be yours in an instant.”
“I don’t know if it was the first time I laid eyes on you, the first time I heard your voice, or the short fleeting moments in between, but I have been in love with you since the day I showed up on your doorstep. I could burn down towns with what I feel for you, Silas.”