All The Pretty Ghosts (The Never Series Book 1) by Jamie Campbell (my miracle luna book free read .TXT) 📕

roaming over every inch of my body. I was only wearing jeans and a loose blouse, but at the moment I wished I was wearing overalls that covered me from head to foot.

“You know what?” He paused, as if I was going to play along and actually answer him. That was never going to happen. “I don’t need to untie you. I can access everything I need. Don’t worry, girl, I’ll be gentle.” He laughed his head off before his hands clasped around the top of my jeans.

His fingers slid under the waistband, skimming around until he found the fly. He popped the first button and went for the zipper. I could not let him undress me. Every atom in my brain screamed at me to do something.

I bucked and thrashed everything that wasn’t tied up. Taz increased his grip as he pulled my fly down. “Stay still or I won’t be gentle. I swear to God I will hurt you,” he threatened through gritted teeth.

With his free hand, he suddenly squeezed the top of my thigh so hard I screamed out in pain. He was forcing the life out of me with that single touch. I had never felt pain like it before, not even when I was smacked over the head.

“Stop. Stop. I promise I’ll be still,” I pleaded. He didn’t loosen his grip until I was unmoving again. Even after he lifted his fingers from my thigh, I could still feel every single one of them.

He chuckled and I hated that he had won. “There’s plenty more where that came from. In fact, there’s much worse. So you gonna be a good girl and behave? I mean, I like it rough but that’s just crazy.” I nodded once. “Say it. I want to hear you say the words.”

“I’ll be good.” I choked on every word.

“That’s more like it. There’s no-one coming to save you, girl. You may as well get used to it. You’re our pet now, I can do whatever I like to you.”

He eyed me for a few more moments until my eyes dropped to the floor. It was really going to happen. This horrible, evil creature was going to do whatever he wanted with me and my body.

A part of me wished he would just get it over and done with.

“Okay, let’s try this again,” Taz said as he leaned in. He pulled my blouse up so it sat on the top of my breasts, exposing my white bra. “I was hoping for a bit more volume.”

“Sorry to disappoint you,” I scowled back.

“Itty bitty titties. I hope the rest of you is equally as… tight.” I wished my hands were tight around his neck. That would have been a good end to the situation. I would have done it, too. If my hands were free, I swear to God I would have strangled the life out of him before he could lay one more finger on me.

His large, dirty hands skimmed around my waist, exploring lower until they reached the top of my jeans again. It was like he was unwrapping a present slowly, enjoying the thrill of the anticipation just as much as the actual gift inside. I felt every touch with disgust and a growing sense of panic that he wasn’t going to stop. He was really going to go ahead and hurt me.

“This is nice,” Taz sighed, more to himself than me, I’m sure. “Have you done the nasty with anyone before? Am I going to be your first?”

Nothing in the world would force me to answer his question. I did not want him to have the privilege of knowing he would forever be remembered as the first guy I had sex with. Never in this world.

“Shy all of a sudden?” He cocked his head to one side with the question. “I guess that’s a yes then. Don’t worry, they say the first time is always painful. Probably more painful for you, of course. I’m very experienced in this area, I know what I like.”

“Do all girls have to be tied up before you can have your way with them?”

“It’s more fun that way.” That smirk really needed to be removed from his face. I really wanted to be the one to do it. He got my zip all the way undone, exposing my pink panties. At least they were the grandma type, nothing remotely sexy.

I pushed my bottom hard onto the seat, making it as difficult as possible for Taz to remove my jeans. He struggled for a few seconds before looking at me again. “That’s not being a good girl.” He held his hand above my thigh, threatening to inflict that awful pain again. “Do I need to remind you how to be good?”

I shook my head fervently, desperate not to experience that kind of hurt again. If those were the kinds of skills they used when out raiding for food, my heart went out to the poor people currently on the receiving end.

“Okay, let’s get back to it then.” He leaned forward but had changed tactics. He wasn’t going for the grope this time, he was actually moving in for a kiss. His lips approached mine while I reeled, disbelieving what was happening.

His chapped lips met mine as his arms tried to encircle me for an intimate embrace. Now was my chance to inflict some serious pain back on him.

I bit him.

My teeth sank into his lips until I tasted blood. He instantly jumped back, his hand shooting up to cover his mouth. “What’d you do that for? Bitch.” He spat blood onto the floor, looking at it with his own disbelief.

Apparently he had underestimated me.

Before I could revel in my small win that I would no doubt pay severely for, Taz was on me. Except there was nothing sexy about