She let out a long satisfied sigh as I kissed her neck. "I'm so happy when I'm with you."

"Get used to it, baby. I'm not going anywhere." Her p.u.s.s.y tightened around me, sending me to heaven. "But can we shut up and just f.u.c.k, because my b.a.l.l.s are ready to explode."

She arched her back and met me thrust for thrust, our joining becoming more urgent with each stroke, feverish even. Slow was forgotten as our need for one another took over. I couldn't string a sentence together if I tried-I was that close to the edge.

With sweat on my brow and my heart racing, I urged her to let go. "I'm there, baby-come with me. Let's come together."

"Cobra," she cried out, her nails digging into my palms as I squeezed her hands in mine.

White light ripped through me as I found my release at the same time as Mia let her o.r.g.a.s.m wash over her. It was perfect.

We were perfect.

Together.

Epilogue - Daemon.

Being born second made all the difference in my life. n.o.body remembered who was second, only who came first. All my life I'd struggled to make my place in this world, never succeeding.

It consumed me, tore at my heart and soul until I shut it out and let the darkness devour me. It was much easier to bare life this way.

All I'd wanted was to be loved. To feel cared for and cherished. For one moment, I wanted to be first. It never happened, until evil possessed my heart and I sold my soul to the devil for one chance at being number one. He made me believe I could have it all if I took what I wanted and made it mine.

Alessandra. She was the sweetest thing I'd ever seen. The closest I'd come to heaven. Only, as usual, my twin had gotten to her first. She loved him. We looked alike in every way, yet she still chose him. It shredded my heart and broke me.

Jamie. He wasn't mine.

I wanted Cobra to believe it because it was the ultimate revenge.

But it wasn't possible. One bar fight in my youth while I was away from the club for a few months had led to me shooting blanks for the rest of my life. I'd not cared that I'd been declared sterile after surgery on my b.a.l.l.s, because there was no worse fate I could imagine than sp.a.w.ning offspring.

It was my secret. I certainly felt no need to spread the news.

The night I'd heard screaming from Cobra's room, I'd been a few rooms away, finding my solace in the white powder I'd sniffed up my nostrils. At first I was alarmed, as I'd never heard them fight or argue before. Theirs was supposed to be the perfect union. Right.

When I'd heard the door slam and Cobra roar into the darkness, I'd known he wouldn't be back for a while. At first I'd wanted to go to Alessandra to see if she was okay, but I'd stayed in my room, listening to her sobs until she became quiet. It had ripped my heart apart. She was the closest I'd ever felt to loving someone.

Something about her changed me inside-I didn't understand what it was. That I was madly attracted to her on a physical level was an understatement. But it wasn't enough. I wanted all of her. Only I knew she'd never be mine.

She was Mia. That meant she was Cobra's. I refused to call her by that name. It was the sweet Alessandra that had taken over my mind, and to me she always was that girl.

But she didn't want me. As long as she was Mia, she belonged to another man. My twin. I'd stewed in my anger and wrestled my inner demons for what felt like hours.

And then I'd let the dark side take over.

What if I could have her for one moment? That would be enough for the rest of my life, wouldn't it? If I could feel and taste her just once.

I'd snorted another row of the powder. Courage and daring had spiked through me. I hadn't been able to get the image of her lying alone in that bed, only yards from me, out of my head.

If I snuck in and she thought I was her husband returning, I could pull it off. I'd wanted her as I'd never wanted anything in my life.

Angry yet relieved that she hadn't locked the door, I'd snuck into the room. She'd been asleep. It was my chance to feel what happiness was. I'd stripped quickly and slid into the bed behind her.

I'd f.u.c.ked many women in my life. I'd used their bodies when they were asleep or high or drunk. But that? It had been like nothing I'd ever felt. Nor would I feel it again. Her soft snore made me smile in the dark as I'd moved closer and breathed her in. Everything about her intoxicated my senses. Even in her sleep she'd been more alluring that the most beautiful woman I'd ever f.u.c.ked.

I couldn't help myself. I'd been so f.u.c.king hard for her that I'd slipped my c.o.c.k into her and found nirvana. For the first time in my life, the ache in my heart and soul lifted. She was better than drugs to take the pain away. I wanted more. So much more.

She'd moaned in her sleep and pushed her a.s.s against me, asking for more. It was too easy. I'd reached for her p.u.s.s.y and helped her come on my c.o.c.k.

She'd called a name.

The wrong name.

His name. Cobra.

And I'd lost it.

I wasn't even second-I was nothing.

The darkness had taken me over.

Sliced into my heart and soul.

Turned me into a monster.

I'd get my revenge. I'd make her pay for not knowing my name.

*~* The End *~*

Chapter 1 from TORMENTED.

Book #4.

Scorpio Stinger MC Series.

EVA.

Harrison. Dark. Broody.

Definitely tormented.

A monster?

Maybe he was, but that didn't stop me from wanting to be with him. On some deep level we had connected-I saw past the damaged outer into his very soul.

"Why so quiet? You haven't said a word since we left Ryder's place." We stopped at a traffic light and he twisted his body in the seat to look at me. I'd been staring with unseeing eyes out of the window, so I turned my head to gaze at him from under my lashes. With Harrison, I never knew what to expect, so I stayed guarded until I'd fathomed his mood.

"Oh . . . um, just thinking, that's all."

"About?"

Lowering my lashes so that he couldn't see into my eyes, I lied. "Jade and Ryder's wedding. How I can help her."

"Hmmm . . . the wedding. I don't know what my old man was thinking, to agree to that. Guess I don't have much choice in the matter, do I?" He sighed, a deep frown marring his brow.

"No. It's time you accept that they are in love and want to be together. And you seem to forget that Ryder is my brother."

"Half brother-and only technically so. You didn't grow up together, and you're nothing like him. You're educated and smart-"

His tone and att.i.tude toward Ryder p.i.s.sed me off. "The only reason Ryder isn't educated is because he didn't have the opportunities you and I had. He was battling for survival. In fact, I believe it made him a stronger person. One with compa.s.sion. You could actually learn a lot from my brother." I crossed my arms and glared at him, my neck growing hot. "And he's smart, so don't underestimate him."

Was there truly salvation for Harrison? Sure, he was my lover, but would our relationship-if one could call the s.e.x between us that-ever really go anywhere other than the bedroom?

I wanted what most women wanted. A man of my own, but not for s.e.x only. I wanted his heart and soul-someone to love and who would love me equally in return.

Harrison wanted my submission, to control me. But did he want my heart? I didn't know the answer to that question. Truth be told, I doubted Harrison was capable of more than a s.e.xual relationship-the way he needed control in the bedroom was proof that he was trying to control not only me, but also his own mind and heart.

"That may be true. I heard him talking about opening steakhouses around Cali and then in other states, too. I'm not sure how he'll make it work. I mean, who would want to support outlaws?" He smirked, as if he'd already made up his mind that it wouldn't work.

I narrowed my eyes at him and huffed. "G.o.d, you're a self-righteous p.r.i.c.k. For your information, as a businesswoman, I think it's a d.a.m.n smart venture. In fact, if Bill and Max help him get it up and running, Ryder can hardly fail."

"Jesus, Eva, you're f.u.c.king s.e.xy when you talk like that-all business-like. It makes me want to stop the car and f.u.c.k you right here." His hand slipped to his crotch and he pressed his palm against his hardness. "f.u.c.k, my jeans are so tight I can hardly move."

"Ha ha." I laughed sarcastically. "Is that because you're a super-sized p.r.i.c.k?"

He caught my hand and brought it to his erection. "You're going to pay for that, woman. My p.r.i.c.k seeks revenge." He wiggled his eyebrows. "You have no idea what I have planned for you tonight, and now I'm upping the ante since you insulted my d.i.c.k. You're going to have to kiss him to make it better."

"Hmph," I snorted, trying to stay mad, but playful Harrison was s.e.xy beyond words. I rubbed his c.o.c.k and it hardened even more as it grew in length and girth.

"I think your p.r.i.c.k likes me, in spite of my insults." I fluttered my lashes coyly as he groaned with every upward stroke. For good measure, I cupped his b.a.l.l.s in my palm and squeezed hard.

"f.u.c.k . . ." He swallowed hard. "Babe, you have no idea how much he likes you. He can't wait to get inside you." He was grinding on his teeth as he changed gears, whipping the SUV through the traffic, suddenly in a mad rush to get home.

"Is that right, Mr. Summers?" I teased, licking my lips as seductively as I could, hoping I didn't look like an idiot.

It was easy enough to give him my body.

The s.e.x was electrifying and had my core clench at his mere touch, antic.i.p.ating what was coming. And with Harrison, it was always a surprise. We'd never had s.e.x the same way twice since we'd started f.u.c.king one another.

A part of me loved being dominated. Sometimes not making decisions was liberating. I could let go and follow his instructions, knowing that I'd be safe. Because in spite of everything Harrison was, I trusted him with my life. I didn't understand why, but I knew he would never hurt me physically.

But my mind and heart?

He'd smash me to pieces in a heartbeat, break my heart with his cold and distant demeanor, mess with my mind and drive me crazy. So I would simply never allow that-Harrison could control my body but he'd never control my mind; I wouldn't ever give up who I was. That part would only belong to me.

As for my heart? I'd made a decision that until he actually accepted Ryder and Jade's relationship and let go of his demons, I wasn't prepared to give him that either.

This was dangerous territory-being overridden with l.u.s.t for a man I got completely lost in when we were together, yet trying to keep it to s.e.x only. But I had to give him the chance to show me that there was more to him than hatred and revenge-that he indeed was capable of love and caring.

Was he?

Coming later in 2015.

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