Unholy Intent by Natasha Knight
Series: Unholy Union Duet #2
Publication date: September 15th, 2020
Synopsis:
Monsters don't often look like monsters on the outside.
Forced to marry a man I should hate, I'm now bound to Damian.
I sometimes wonder what he sees when he looks at me. Deer in headlights, I guess.
What I see is clear.
Darkness.
Desire.
Desire.
Carnal want.
A man with too much experience.
The night he took me he told me I belong to him. He proved it on our wedding night. And I believe him when he says he'll keep me safe. He won't let anyone touch what's his.
And I can't forget what he is. Can't forget the things he's done.
And no matter what, I can't let myself fall in love with him.
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Excerpt
When I come, I lose all thought, only feeling her from the inside. Only hearing her moans as I drill into her, pushing her flat onto her belly as my cock throbs deep inside her. Deeper than I've been yet, emptying inside her.
Spent, it takes minutes to roll onto my side. She turns her face to mine, our heads resting on the same pillow. The only sound in the room is that of our combined breathing, ragged and worn out.
It's when I touch her cheek to push back the hair that's matted to her face that everything changes. It's then she shutters her eyes and locks me out. The instant is so marked, I feel it like a chill.
It was too much too fast. "I hurt you," I say. Fuck. I should know better even if she asks for it. She doesn't know any better. I'm the first man she's been with.
"You will always hurt me," she says as if reading my mind. "You should always hurt me."
I get up on one elbow, a weight settling in my gut.
"Never make love to me or touch me like you did in the tub. Never be gentle."
I look at her, confused as fuck.
She sits up and looks down at me.
"I see you."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I don't ever want to forget who you are. What you are. I don't ever want to forget that you're a liar and a monster. I want to see you with clear eyes, Damian Di Santo. And whatever feelings come up when you're fucking me, know that mine will never change. I will always hate you."
Spent, it takes minutes to roll onto my side. She turns her face to mine, our heads resting on the same pillow. The only sound in the room is that of our combined breathing, ragged and worn out.
It's when I touch her cheek to push back the hair that's matted to her face that everything changes. It's then she shutters her eyes and locks me out. The instant is so marked, I feel it like a chill.
It was too much too fast. "I hurt you," I say. Fuck. I should know better even if she asks for it. She doesn't know any better. I'm the first man she's been with.
"You will always hurt me," she says as if reading my mind. "You should always hurt me."
I get up on one elbow, a weight settling in my gut.
"Never make love to me or touch me like you did in the tub. Never be gentle."
I look at her, confused as fuck.
She sits up and looks down at me.
"I see you."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I don't ever want to forget who you are. What you are. I don't ever want to forget that you're a liar and a monster. I want to see you with clear eyes, Damian Di Santo. And whatever feelings come up when you're fucking me, know that mine will never change. I will always hate you."
Unholy Union by Natasha Knight (Unholy Union Duet #1) -
About the Author:
USA Today bestselling author of contemporary romance, Natasha Knight specializes in dark, tortured heroes. Happily-Ever-Afters are almost always guaranteed, but she likes to put her characters through hell to get them there. She's evil like that.
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