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He's panting harshly, a low hum in his throat as he pulls out and slams back in. I cry out, he groans and then he’s fucking me brutally.

“So, fucking good,” he groans as he slams into me over and over and over.

I’m panting against the desk as another orgasm rises quickly and when he brushes against nerve endings I never knew existed, I explode.

Sensing my need, he angles his hips and pounds into me quickly and I fly over, crying out as I convulse around him. With a grunt, he grinds deep, rubbing that spot over and over until another orgasm rises and I moan my distress. It’s too fucking much, but he doesn’t care as he reaches around me and grinds his hand against my clit.

With a feral cry, I come again, as he growls, “That’s right, strangle my dick with this sweet pussy.”

As soon as I tip over, he pulls back and thrusts into me quickly, his balls tapping my core as he pumps and pumps until with a groan, he pulls out and spews over my ass cheeks.

“Fuck,” he groans, massaging the seed into my back before collapsing against me.

“That was fucking amazing,” he grunts, and I smile sleepily, overcome with the need to pass out after the delicious orgasms.

After a moment, he pulls away, and I gasp. He makes a sexy sound low in his throat as he steps back and I stand on noodly limbs, pulling down my dress.

His come is drying on my back and although it's perfectly nasty, it makes me heat through at the same time. He claimed me, marked me and the desire for more is a low hum under my skin.

The silence is what draws my attention as I smooth my hair back and arrange my skirt.

When I glance up, I see him looking at me, but I can’t decipher his mood, until he smirks and says, “That was fuck hot, sweetheart.”

Smiling uneasily, I watch as he retreats, even though he doesn't take a single step back. His mouth stretches in a wide smile, but his eyes are achingly distant when he says, “I’ve got a thing I have to go to. Give me your number, we’ll work out the details later.”

Arranging my features into a nonchalant expression that I don’t feel, I nod and recite my number as he enters it into his phone. The ache in my chest grows with every step he takes away from me. He’s not even looking me in the eye at this point. Shit.

“Right, I’ll call you,” he says, backing toward the door.

“Right,” I say softly, reminded I just made a deal to be his fuck toy for the entirety of this trip. Right now, I can't imagine facing him again with the way I’m feeling, and I have a sinking sensation that he has no plans to call me. Which means I’m fucked in more ways than one.

“Remember our deal,” I say impulsively, and he meets my desperate stare, his eyes icing over.

With a cool smile, he murmurs, “Right the deal. Don't worry sweet. We’ll make Beast regret ever knowing my name.”

With that, he leaves me in the room alone and I stare at the door helplessly, a strange sense of foreboding sliding down myspine. That sounded distinctly more ominous than my petulant request. Fuck.

No one is in the box when I reenter, and stepping up to the view, I watch a new set of fighters going at it in the cage, although I couldn’t tell you anything about it. My mind is a million miles away.

But movement toward the cage catches my eye, and I see Cooper speaking intensely to a man nearby, before he turns to a blonde bitch with a wide smile and pulls her under his arm.

At the last minute, as he walks away, he glances at the box where I’m standing, but I’ve stepped into the shadows and he can’t see my frown before he passes out of view.

I really was just a fuck, and a quick one at that. Shit.

Chapter 10

Cooper

Now I know the fucker is messing with me because he lied to my fucking face without blinking. Does he think I’m going to see a pair of big tits and forget? What the hell is his game?

Her little ploy to make him mad eats at me because I don’t understand the game.

Either way, Minnie has given me a hardon that won’t quit and I’m happy to say whatever she wants to hear to fuck her. I’ll worry about the ruse later.

I’m not disappointed because her sweet wet warmth gave me the best orgasm, I think I’ve ever had. The problem is, when she turned to me with her pretty dazed eyes, I almost broke my own cardinal rule and invited her back to my room.

I’m pretty sure I would have fucked her again but that’s not what had me rushing away. Nope, it was the image of waking up next to her splayed out in my bed.

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