Page 43 of Ruined

“You’re a little protective over this girl,” I say, grabbing water from the fridge.

“She’s more than just a girl, and Ryker I swear if you do—”

The bedroom door opens, and Blake steps out, the sheet no longer in place. She wears sweatpants and a sweatshirt, the hood placed over her head. The little pet is trying to hide, aw how cute.

“It’s okay, Jacey boy, I won’t touch her,again.”Nodding towards Jace, I scoot around the island and him. Blake stands in front of the door, glaring at me. I’m beginning to love that look.

Stopping in front of her, I stare down. “I’ll figure out a way to make you scream, one way or the other.” Shifting around her, I slam the door closed.

Flicking the button on my tactical pants, I pull my length out. Smearing my precum around my tip, I hiss into my mask. I can’t remember the last time I found a girl so enticing that I needed to jack off. But Blake, her pale skin, filled with cuts and burns. I groan, pumping my fist harder and faster around my cock. Those bite marks on her neck were begging for me to leave mine. I’m going to carve my name into her skin, make her wear me around so everyone knows she’s mine.

Fuck,she is mine.

She’ll be my perfect pet. Her blood will run down perfectly, lubing my cock up enough to tear her ass apart. I want to tear her open and fuck her until shebleeds out. Will she scream for me then? Will she beg for me to stop or to keep going? Does she love the pain?

My breath comes in harder, my balls swell up, and cum shoots out into my hand. I drop my head back, moaning low in my throat.

“Fuck.” I grit my teeth.

One way, I’m going to make her scream, either in pain or pleasure.

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Istare up at the ceiling counting back from a hundred, and then two. I’ve done that for the past thirty minutes while Jace cleaned the kitchen up from dinner and then showered. I don’t think he knows what to say to me. I’m not even sure what to say to myself. I let him touch me. I could’ve stabbed him sooner; he didn’t realize I had the scissors. But I didn’t.Why?I let that vile man, Ryker, touch me. I did more than that, I nearly came when his fingers wereinsideme. I never thought I would have that. I thought Henry broke something inside me, but with Jace, I just grinded against him and it was enough.

But something about Ryker, even if he wore a mask. I was scared, but I was also turned on. And he knew that. He somehow knew that I was wet even with his hands gloved. Something is wrong with me, seriously wrong with me. I shouldn’t find Ryker attractive, and I shouldn’t be turned on by what he did to me. It’s wrong.

“What’s got you thinking so hard over there?” Jace asks stepping out of thebathroom.

Peering down the bed at him, my breath hitches, caught in my throat when he steps out in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs. Will I ever get used to this hunk of a man?

I’m hit with guilt. It’s obvious Jace and Ryker know each other. Maybe they’re friends. And here I am, wanting Jace but also wanting Ryker. It may be different. Jace is sweet and caring, granted having killed a few people in front of me. But Ryker is all danger. He takes, no matter what, he doesn’t care what stands in his way. I know his type; I’ve seen it before.

My brain is confused.I sign, knowing he has no idea what I’m saying.

Jace sighs. Crossing the room he crawls into bed beside me.

“I should’ve told you about Ryker. I’m sorry,” he says, pulling the covers over his body.

Turning over, I face him, and pressing my lips together, I nod. He’s right, Jace should’ve told me about Ryker. He should’ve told me that his friend was also crazy and fucked in the head.

“I… did something happen? I didn’t get to ask you when you came running out.”

I don’t know what to say. Yes, something did happen. But Jace already said he would have killed a friend for me. Does that mean he would also kill Ryker? I find myself unsure about that.

I nod my head, placing my hand over his chest. I don’t know how to tell him it’s okay, because what Ryker did was surely not okay. But I could have stabbed him sooner, and I could have put more force behind it when I did. The scissors barely touched him. If they ever did.

“I’m going to kill him,” Jace growls.

I shake my head, patting his chest, hoping it would relay that I didn’t want him to do anything. Jace places his hand over mine, intertwining our fingers.

“Ryker…he’s a different, let’s go with breed. He doesn’t always think, he has a past…” Jace frowns up at the ceiling. It’s clear Jace cares deeply for Ryker. He never once tried to explain his relationship with Luna. But Ryker is a different story. “Just for now, let me handle him, and don’t be alone with him.” Jace leansforward, pressing his lips against my forehead. My eyes drift closed, feeling the anxiety ease off as he wraps an arm around me.

“You’re safe, Sunshine, I’m here,” Jace whispers against my head. I doubt I’m that safe, not with Ryker across the house. But in a way, I don’t mind that much.

The next morning, Ryker is nowhere to be found. Jace searched the house, only to come up empty. While Jace doesn’t seem worried about it, I, on the other hand, kept glancing around, nervous he was going to pop up saying boo in my ear.

“I’ll have Ryker head to town at some point today to get you sweets.”

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