Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“Oh, yeah?” I threatened. “Then why have you always
been afraid of me?”
Did she really believe I wouldn’t do this? Or did she think
she could talk me down?
I had no respect for her. She had no value. She was a warm
body.
Yeah, she saved my ass earlier when we torched the
gazebo in town. But if I couldn’t have Winter, then Michael
wasn’t having Rika. If anyone deserved to come tonight, it
was Winter. Who did Rika think she was?
I held her wrists above her head with one hand, pawed her
ass with the other, and kissed a trail across her cheek.
I want this.
“Damon, no!” she shouted. “Let me go!”
But then I slammed my mouth down on hers, my teeth
cutting into my mouth, and I just tried to see Winter in my
head. It was her.
Hurt her. It would be over if I could just hurt her and break
her goddamn heart.
“Help!” Rika cried.
“He doesn’t want you,” I whispered, running my hand up
her body and cupping her breast, my stomach rolling with
nausea as I felt her struggle.
Please, I don’t want to.
Shhh, baby, I heard my mother again.
Oh, GGod.
“But we do, Rika,” I choked out, clearing my throat and
forcing myself on. “We want you so bad. Being with us will be
like having a blank check, baby. You can have anything you
want.” I bit her bottom lip. “Come on.”
She jerked away, growling, “I’ll never want you!”
Fine. I grabbed her by the collar, hauled her away from the
car, and flung her over to Trevor in his waiting arms.