Page 55 of Carnival Master

His metal piercing drags against my G-spot as he thrusts, sending sparks of pleasure through me. I can feel every vein, every ridge, every inch of him pumping inside me.

“Ty,” I gasp, my head falling back. My core clenches around him, drawing him in deeper.

“That’s it.” His voice is thick with desire. “Take it all.”

He knows how to move his hips just right, angling his cock to hit every sweet spot. Each thrust is pure bliss. Each drag of his piercing against my sensitive walls is like lightning. I feel the tension building, tightening my body like a coiled spring.

“Don’t hold back.” His voice is rough against my ear as he bites down on my earlobe. “Let me hear you.”

He pulls out almost all the way and then slams back into me, his piercing scraping deliciously against mywalls. I cry out his name as he keeps thrusting, drawing out my release, driving me higher.

“Fuck.” He groans, his teeth gritted as he grinds his hips, his cock pulsing inside me. “I’m not gonna last much longer with you milking me like that.”

“Me neither,” I whisper, my body throbbing around him.

“Please, Ty, I’m so close again.” I claw at his back, needing that final push.

He groans, his thrusts becoming more frenzied. “You’re into it when I breed your tight little cunt, aren’t you, baby girl?”

His dirty words push me over the edge. My body convulses around him, my release exploding through me as I cry out his name. At the same time, I feel him swell inside me, his cock twitching as he spills himself, breeding me like he promised. His thrusts slow, and he pulls me closer, whispering against my ear.

“That’s it, baby girl. Come all over my cock.”

The tightening in my core intensifies, and I feel my release gushing out around him. It’s too much, too good, and I’m left boneless and quivering, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

Ty’s body shudders as he comes down from his high, his cock still buried inside me. We’re both sweating, our hearts pounding in time.

“God, that was—” I can’t even find the words to describe what happened between us. I’ve never experienced anything like it, a connection so intense it’s frightening.

He chuckles, his hands tracing patterns on my skin. “I told you I was gonna make you feel good.” He lays beside me, pulling me close so I’m nestled against his chest, my head tucked under his chin.

At this moment, it’s just the two of us. No mob, no danger, no secrets. Just two lovers intertwined, our hearts beating in harmony.

But I know it can’t last. The weight of the reality I’m running from settles on my chest. I fear that our love story can only end in tragedy.

28

TYSON

My most trusted men are gathered in the office trailer, the familiar smell of carnival popcorn drifting through the window. Gage looms in the corner, his skull mask reflecting the dim light, while Lars and Nash flank either side of my desk. Colt paces near the door, his restless energy filling the small space.

“Listen up. Sofia’s here now, which means we must be on high alert. Jimmy Moretti isn’t going to take this lying down.” I lean forward, studying my men. “Phoenix, what’s our digital security looking like?”

Phoenix glances up from his laptop. “I’ve got eyes on every camera in a mile radius. No one approaches without us knowing.”

“Good. Remy, double the security rounds, especially after dark.” I turn to Lars. “We need to move our supply routes. Jimmy knows too much about our operation.”

Lars nods, already pulling out his phone to make arrangements. “I’ll have it sorted by morning.”

“Colt and Nash, I want you two to coordinate with the regular carnival staff. Keep everything running smooth, business as usual. We can’t afford to draw attention.”

“What about Moretti’s men?” Colt stops pacing. “They’ll come sniffing around.”

“That’s where Gage comes in.” I glance at the silent giant. “Anyone gets past our perimeter. They deal with you.”

Gage’s nod is all the confirmation I need. His presence alone will deter most.

“And the cocaine shipments?” Nash raises an eyebrow.

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