Page 71 of Ruthless Beasts

“No, I don’t.” I picked up the popcorn that had bounced off my forehead and shoved it into my mouth. “But business is business, and it's not personal.”

“Tell that to their families.”

I rolled my eyes. “Little girl, you’re too fucking soft to be attached to three men like us if you think we care about their families. If it makes you feel better, we’ll send them anonymous flowers.”

“It makes me feel better. Slightly.” She threw another piece of popcorn at me, egging me on. “And I’m not little.”

I shoved the new piece of popcorn in my mouth before I stood and stalked toward the couch she was on. “What did I say about throwing popcorn at me?”

“I can’t remember.” She batted those lashes like a weapon.

“I said you’d pay,” I growled before I dropped a knee on the couch next to her and leaned in close enough to her lips that I could hear the hitch in her breath. “I never go back on promises.”

“Max is watching,” she breathed.

“Max, leave us,” I ordered.

“Aight, boss.” His footsteps echoed as he walked away.

“You’ve got a house full of contractors,” she pointed out.

“Mmm.” I licked her face and her nose scrunched in disgust. “All who are on our payroll. They’ve been vetted. We’ve used the same men for every project for years. Bonuses. Holiday pay. Do you think they’d give that up for you, little girl? Nah, men aren’t as chivalrous as you seem to think. We’re selfish creatures, always getting what we want.”

She jutted out her chin and cocked her head. “Do your worst.”

I smirked. “Don’t you mean best?”

“Matter of opinion.”

“Opinion? Baby, it’s fact,” I whispered, and before I could say more, she lifted the bowl of popcorn and dumped it over my head, the little pieces raining down over me.

“You’re going to pay for that!” I huffed, brushing off pieces before placing my body over hers, nearly crushing her into the couch. Her thigh came up, rubbing against my own, and I knew the motion was unintentional. But it drove me wild, causing lust to hit my veins and send electricity through them. “Careful, little girl. If you’re not ready for me to finish what I started weeks ago in my mind, then you better watch how you move under me.”

She laughed. “In your mind?”

“What?” I raised a brow, daring her to say more. “You think I haven’t pictured all the ways and places I could bend you over and bury my cock inside of you?”

“You’re so crass.”

“I’m not Adam. Sure as fuck not Ace. If you want a gentleman, you’re teasing the wrong man.” But something told me she didn’t want a gentleman, at least not all the time. I dropped my hip, rubbing my hard cock between her legs. “Tell me, little girl, was it good for you this morning?”

“Wa-was what good?” Her voice reflected just how much her heartbeat picked up.

“Fucking my best friend.” I smirked as embarrassment flashed in her eyes and she tried to turn away. “Did you crave more? Did he make you beg?” When she didn’t answer, I supplied, “I’d make you beg. “

I started off slowly, flexing my hips in the slightest movement, and it was torture. I wanted this girl, wanted to fuck her so damn bad, but I knew that after this morning, I should give her time. She was new to this, and fucking me so soon after she had Adam might be too much, especially in her condition.

Her eyes fluttered. “Oh, God.”

“I’ve been called worse things.” I ground into her. “Beg for me, let me hear you ask for what you want?”

“No.” She arched into me.

“Too good to beg? Hmm.” I leaned down, running my nose over her hair, making a trail to her ear. When I reached it, I demanded, “Say you’re ours. All of ours. Beg me to prove we’re worth it.”

“No.” Her breath was cut off by my cock rubbing against her.

“No, you’re not ours? Or no, you won’t beg?” I pressed, “Say the word or I’ll stop now.”

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