Page 75 of Shattered Empire (Shattered World)

It wasn’t really a question. I knew she had. Libby’s intoxicated state and the fact that the sisters were both covered in the neon glitter that came with that fucking Club Neon, told me she had. They had both been ordered not to leave the penthouse without an escort and that they certainly weren’t to go clubbing. It was dangerous with Christian out there looking for her, for one, and Libby was only nineteen.

I cared less about the latter than the former.

Despite my anger, my cock ached as I looked down at Ava lying on our bed, belly down, her skimpy ass dress riding up her legs. I could just see the bare crest of her ass peeking out from beneath the hem.

Fuck.

How many other men at the club had she given this view to?

“It was my bachelorette party.” She smiled sleepily, her head resting on her folded arms. It was early morning, but I was too wired now to go back to sleep.

“And you were told you could have it here,” I reminded her darkly. Ava blew out her lips and swatted an arm at me dismissively.

“You got to go out to the strip club.” She yawned. “At least I went to a place where people kept their clothes on.”

Frustration bubbled beneath the surface, and I let out a pained groaned as I shut my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. “I was at work, Ava, not out partying.”

The woman shrugged like it didn’t matter, but I could sense the tension around her.

Was my Little Red jealous?

Climbing onto the bed, I grabbed her hips, pulling her toward me as I flipped her onto her back.

Her emerald eyes flew open, lust clouding them as she took in my half-dressed state. Her top teeth sunk into her lower lip as she shyly spread her pretty legs for me, exposing her sweet, delectable pussy to my gaze. Ava had grown more confident sexually over our time together. She was still often embarrassed, a pink hue dancing up her cheeks, but I wouldn’t give that away for the world.

Her innocence in the bedroom was refreshing.

“Now,” I tsked at her. My hands trailed up her outer thighs, pushing the dress until it was scrunched at her waist, and I had a full, uninterrupted view of what was mine. “Do you honestly think you deserve a reward from me?”

Ava nodded her head enthusiastically, and I chuckled at how cute her eagerness was.

“Orgasms, please.” It was a demand. A sweet one, but a demand, nonetheless.

My palm slapped her pussy, causing her to jolt and moan.

“You don’t own your orgasms, sweet Red,” I reminded her. “I do.”

My girl growled. She didn’t like that statement.

Shedding my pants and boxers, I threw them to the side, unbothered by where they landed. Sex for me had always been something more clinical than passionate. The one woman I had chosen to get close to when I was younger had betrayed me, and since then, all I had ever done was pump and dump, uncaring if the woman got off or not.

Ava was different. She was my wife for all intents and purposes. I enjoyed sex with her and wanted nothing more than to bring her to the height of pleasure.

Fisting my cock, I asked, “Who owns your orgasms, Red?” Ava glared at me before looking away, her nose in the air. Brat. Slowly, I stroked myself. The urge to plow into her was hard to resist, but she needed to learn who was in charge. I let the fingertips of my free hand trail down her already slick slit. Bringing them to my mouth, I tasted her arousal, sweet and decadent.

She cried out when I slapped her pussy again. “Who owns your orgasms, Red?”

Burying her face in her hands, she murmured something I couldn’t quite hear.

“What was that?” I pressed my thumb down, putting pressure on her clit, rubbing it in slow, torturous circles.

“God,” she groaned into her hands, arching into my touch.

“Not him, baby,” I laughed. “Show me your eyes.”

I paused my touch and waited for her to obey. Ava didn’t hesitate to follow my command, knowing I held the key to her pleasure. Then again, she was always good at following orders in the bedroom. Sweet as a kitten as she writhed and moaned beneath me.

It was everywhere else that she fought me tooth and nail over.

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