Page 14 of Monster: King of Nevada

“The way I want to knock you up right now.” Her breath hitches, and I see tears in her eyes. “Sshhh, this baby”–I cup her belly–“is mine too. But as soon as the doctor gives you the okay, I’m fucking another one into you. And another after that. And I’llkeep doing it until you tell me to stop. Until the doctor says no more.”

“You’re insane,” she whispers, but the tears evaporate, replaced by hope.

Brushing my nose along hers, I grin widely. “Yeah, baby doll, I am. Get used to it.” Claiming her lips again, I give Ella what she’s been begging for. I fuck her hard.

Every muscle in my body burns with the desire to delve deeper inside her. I need her marked both inside and out. For the world to look at her and instinctively know she belongs to me. Anything less won’t do.

“Wrap your legs around me, sweet girl; dig those heels in.” She complies, her thighs locking tight. “Hands above your head.” Slowly, they lift, and I capture both wrists with one hand, holding her in place. “Fuck, you feel too damn good.” Her pussy clenches around my dick, messaging me with her swollen walls, and I squeeze my eyes shut so I don’t come too quickly.

“Are you okay?” she whispers into my ear when I don’t move after several minutes.

“Just trying to hang on, baby doll.” Her whimper and weeping pussy make my pulse pound. Gliding my hand up the front of her body, I twist and pinch each nipple before slipping my fingers around her throat. “Baby, I need you to be a good girl now and let Daddy do what he wants. Can you do that for me?”

Glancing up, her eyes glaze over, shimmering like freshly discovered emeralds, but she nods, goosebumps breaking out across her flesh. “Yes, Daddy.” My two favorite words come from her mouth.

Latching my teeth into her neck, I fuck her wild. My hips buck ruthlessly until she whines and pants, begging me to stop while pleading for more.

“Daddy’s good little doll,” I whisper in her ear, kissing along her throat, licking the mark I just made on her neck.

“Daddy, I’m going to…I’m gonna…I…Oh god, Theias!”

I nearly go deaf with her scream, and it drags me over the edge with her. My dick erupts inside her pussy, and I can’t stop pummeling my hips. A knot forms in my ass cheek and pain erupts down my thigh, but still, I keep going, drawing out every ounce of pleasure from her that I can.

“Nothing compares,” I soothe, kissing her cheeks and face anywhere I can reach.

I’ve never been so open with a woman before. Never felt the need to express what I’m feeling, and when I catch the smile on her face, I know I’ll never stop with her. She’ll forever get all of me.

“Astounding,” she whispers when I roll over and take her with me so we wind up how we spent the night. “I didn’t know it could be like that.”

Lifting her chin with a finger, I search her eyes, hating what my question will do to the moment. “He never took care of you?”

Her eyes dim, and her smile disappears as she shakes her head. “It was always about him.”

“He the only one?” I’m unsure if I ask because I want to know her more or because I’m contemplating the deaths of any man who ever thought she could belong to them.

“Yes. I wish I’d been smarter. Less charmed. I was so foolish.” Her brow furrows in self-loathing.

Brushing her cheek with my knuckles, I say, “Baby, you’re young.” So fucking young I realize now. “You’re allowed to make mistakes, to learn from them and grow.”

Her shoulder lifts in a delicate shrug. “Maybe. But not all of them should wind up with going on the run.”

“True.” Kissing her forehead, I snuggle her against my side. “Nevertheless, being on the run brought you to me.” Her eyes widen. “I’d still like this guy’s name so I can have a word with him.”

Nibbling on her lip, her perfectly white teeth digging in like I want to, she shakes her head. “I don’t know.”

I won’t force her. I need the name to come from her honestly. Because once I get ahold of the asshole, I am going to show him exactly what it’s like to be at someone’s mercy. But first, she needs to trust me because she understands what will happen once I have that name.

9

ELLA

At dinner the previous night, Theias casually mentioned how he’d just purchased the restaurant and planned on expanding. Hinting without asking or outright saying that I might enjoy helping with the design process.

I can’t lie; I’d love to. For almost five years, I worked at the Freebird Diner back home, and I helped the owners spruce it up with ideas that appealed to the crowd they primarily catered to. I love to cook and work in the industry overall, so if he asks, I’ll definitely do it.

There’s something about Theias. He has this soft, sensitive side, but it seems only with me. With the men around him, he’s sharper, more brutal, more vocal in his demands and refuses to settle for anything less than perfection.

He confuses me with his sweetness while we’re in bed, but when he asked about Blake, I could see the violent streak lurking inside. Theias is a dangerous man, and I’m worried I’m not prepared for that, especially with a baby on the way.

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