He roughly pulled her shirt over Aisha’s head, eyes hardening as he watched her chest heave at his touch. He ripped the rest of her clothes from her body until she was nude, then gripped her neck. 

"Get on your knees," Imset whispered in her ear, rolling a finger over her lips. She nodded, unable to speak as she lowered before him. His eyes twitched as she put her mouth to him, as if on instinct, or a lack of any more self-control.

"Fuc-" he inhaled, feeling the back of her throat press his tip suddenly. He pressed her head forward, feeling himself falling over the edge of his need. He spilled into her throat, watching her swallow then lick her lips, eyes dilated fully. He couldn't control himself anymore, pulling her up and slamming her into the shower wall. 

"Do you want to know what it is to belong to me?" he asked, nipping at the skin of her neck. She nodded violently. She wanted all of it, whatever he would give, whatever it would mean.

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(This is a dark romance! Readers beware: triggering scenes with abuse and/or violence. Follow the author on Instagram @the_unlikelyoptimist)

When Aisha’s friend Aiko goes missing during their senior year of college, no one seems to question it when the campus police sweep the case under the rug. No flyers. No search parties. No investigation. Even Aiko’s parents trust the police to figure this out. But not Aisha. She suspects the sleazeball frat boys on campus, several of whom have fathers on the police force. 

Aisha wants justice… and revenge. So badly, she’s willing to risk her very soul to get it. So when Aisha summons an ancient Egyptian death god in exchange for revenge, things get seriously twisted and unexpectedly sexy.