Page 36 of Scream Little Sister

I let go of her and shove her off my lap. She’s fire, and I’ve stuck my hands in her flames for too long. Madison squeaks and lands on her hands and knees by my boots.

“Leave.” My voice surprises me, sounding more animal than man.

Madison shoots to her feet and fixes her skirt to hide the littlesecretshe thought she could get away with, then raises her chin in an act of defiance. She can pretend this doesn’t affect her, but we both know the truth. Hurt shines in her pretty brown eyes, and for a split second, I regret pushing her away from me.

Her next words burst the momentary sympathy.

“You’re disgusting.” Her chin quivers as she holds back the tears.

A ghost of a smile creeps to my face.

“You’re my brother.” Madison’s lips thin. “Don’t you ever do that again.”

My eyebrows rise. “I warned you.”

Her skin flushes a light shade of pink. I’m not sure if it’s out of embarrassment or anger. Maybe both. She folds her arms over her chest, and steps back, putting more space between us.

If she thinks that will save her from me, she’s in for a rude awakening.

I lean forward as I bare my teeth in a smile. “If you don’t leave in the next five seconds, I’ll have you naked and tied to my bed with your ass in the air. Something much,muchbigger will replace the butt plug.”

Madison’s eyes widen, and she stumbles back another step. Her lips fall open on choked noises meant to be words. Her gaze drops to my lap, and the pink on her cheeks brightens as she finally notices the outline of my erection.

“Five,” I say.

Madison rips her gaze away from my groin. Uncertainty twists her features and, oh god, knowing about her twisted desires shouldn’t excite me this much. I may be disgusting for what I did, but she’s just as sick for enjoying it.

“Four,” I growl.

Madison stumbles backward, inching closer to the door. Her chest rises and falls with her deep, panicked breaths.

She’s your sister!

“Three,” I say through clenched teeth.

She swallows hard, the muscles in her throat constricting from the movement.

Why is she hesitating?

Why isn’t she leaving?

Doesn’t she know I’ll ruin her?

“Would you fuck your sister?”

“Two.” My fingers curl into the sheets. Adrenaline pumps through my veins at the very real promise of chasing my sister. She’d make me work for it. Maybe even scream as she’s running to safety inside the house.

No one will save her. Not even her precious fiancé.

Before I can utter the last number, Madison spins around and dashes into the chilly fall evening. The door slams against the wall but doesn’t shut as my sister’s retreating figure fades into the darkness.

“Run, little sister,” I mutter, knowing she can’t hear me. “Stay far away from me because I’ll ruin you.”

“WASTE” KXLLSWXTCH

After cleaning up and changing my clothes, I meet up with my friends at Susana’s. The restaurant closed hours ago, leaving the parking lot empty aside from the two familiar motorcycles. Hawk and Aiden—who are still sporting their helmets—turn as I slow to a stop.

Jaxon isn’t here, and I’m not entirely convinced he’ll ride with us tonight. Not that I blame him for ditching us to stay with Dahlia. He’s always glued to her. Especially after he walked inas she was self-harming while screaming. The hospital put her under a 72-hour hold in the psych ward to ensure her safety.