Twelve of Roses (Bitter & Sick #1) Read Online Natalie Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Bitter & Sick Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 32105 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
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She let out a loud whoop, practically jumping up and down. Ignoring her excited tirade, I pulled my cell from my smock pocket to check the time. The hours couldn’t fly by fast enough. Needing something to do, I made sure Lauren was good and then headed to the back to sort out dyes.

It didn’t dawn on me until a calendar hanging on the far wall caught my attention and I saw what the date was, taking me right back to the night I learned how far the man I loved would go when he felt I’d been wronged. The same night I knew there would never be any going back.

CHAPTER TEN

CONSTANTINE

HER

Preconceived notions tended to work in my favor. My wealth, good looks, and the size of my dick tipped one side of the scale while my reputation for being a sick, savage sonofabitch, tipped the other.

In reality, I encompassed all of those things. I didn’t wake up and removed pieces of personality to please anyone. But women didn’t care about that. They wanted me to make them crawl, and beg, and bleed. I’d only met one woman that went against the grain of our society and made me dare to dream of a future with her.

She was currently in my bed worn out after being fucked for well over an hour for the third time tonight, her pleasure drawn out until I had her coming with tears streaming down her face.

We were supposed to be fucking and talking through the night. I should’ve been there, holding her while she slept. I was here instead, feeling the dried blood on my back from Rose holding on as I rode her hard, and the taste of her sweet cunt on my tongue, from making her sit on my face after the last time she came.

Somehow the insignificant bitch lying on the bed in one of the guestrooms thought I would risk everything, for her. She came in here willingly; a few soft words and the mention of betraying Rose was all it took. Now she was lying on the bed in one of the guest rooms in nothing but her underwear and bra with a blindfold on. Her tipsy act only got her so far. She was nervous, trembling every few seconds. Being in here like this made my fucking crawl. I needed to get it out.

I walked to the side of the bed and leaned over, retrieving my makeshift gag from my pocket.

“Open your mouth,” I demanded, taping the side of her face.

She slowly complied, allowing me to shove the underwear I’d torn off Rose earlier, inside.

“Slide your bottoms off next,” I ordered trying not to sound as dismissive as I felt. I check my phone and saw a text from my brother had come in two minutes ago.

Justin: Baby falcon on the move.

I smiled to myself. Rose was up. I had my work cut off for me then.

Me: Bring her.

I circled around the bed and retrieved what was needed for this next part. Carefully, I climbed onto the mattress, clenching my jaw when Julie’s breath caught.

“Spread your legs,” I murmured.

She mumbled something that sounded like her asking if I was sure.

I grinned, knowing she couldn’t see me. “I’ve never been surer.”

Her legs fell apart and I eyed where I needed to go. I positioned myself damn near on top of her, noting how fast her chest was rising and falling. I brought my mouth closer to her ear. “Did you really think I’d fuck you?” Her breath caught again for a different reason. “You hurt my girl today, when you feel what I’m about to do to you, remember the why.”

Her arms flew towards her face to remove the blindfold. I slid my hand up between her legs, driving the serrated blade deep into her pussy. She screamed loud enough my ear drums protested. I slammed one hand over her mouth pushing Rose’s underwear all the way, wanting her to fucking choke on them. I drew the knife back and slipped it back in again.

More blood gushed from between her legs as I twisted the sticky handle.

A heavy tincture of it was in the air when I finally climbed off the bed. Julie remained as she was, her body twitching as copious amounts of crimson-stained sheets. I could’ve killed her, but Justin wanted to play with her first.

I walked into the attached bathroom and scrubbed her foul blood from her skin. When I passed by the bed again, she was making a low keening sound like an animal. I shook my head and pulled open the door, making sure it was wide enough for Rose to see inside. Justin had brought her outside the door with him.

Her beautiful storm cloud eyes met mine, widening ever so slightly. She looked over my shoulder at the sight of Julie spread eagle with a knife sticking out of her pussy and didn’t so much as whimper or cry.


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